You cut us down to use for your own.

The yank of your hand breaking our bones.

Yes, we are as beautiful as gems.

Pick us and see the screams visible from our mishappened stem.

We have feelings too.

You can’t simply repair us with glue.

We die for your deads.

Always destroying our flower beds.

Decorating your deceased’s grave.

A great payment for the beauty we gave.

Hey. I want you to know to never lose hope. As hard as things may be everything gets better in time. At 14 1/2 I learned the trick of life; time. Time is the key to everything. When everything seems hopeless just remember that it will pass in time. It may not get completely better but there are other things to look forward to. Beauty lies in everything we see as long as you want to see it. Every day you wake up is a new day with new challenges. Never believe you are alone. There are other people that will give you a helping hand. Don't be discouraged by the hardship life brings. Take a deep breath and push through. God gives you challenges that he knows will shape you into a beautiful strong young lady. You just got to believe in yourself. LOVE YOURSELF. As worthless as you think you are, remember that you made someone else smile, you handed a tissue whenever your friend cried, you've stood up against wrong. You don't need a relationship to be happy. You got yourself to count on.

The reflective rainbows of a diamond can not compare.

Lord, the smile he wears steals hearts I swear.

His arms wrap around me like a protective shield.

A safe place in the middle of the battlefield.

Please don’t evaporate.

Please don’t go.

My love for you will only grow.

Don’t be the reason I put a knife to my chest.

You’re the reason I’m so love-obsessed.

I don't laugh. As a matter of fact, I can't laugh.

My world used to be a kaleidoscope of colors.

Every detail moved with crisp elegance.

Every change was more beautiful than the last.

Until my world shattered...

The orbs spilled and hid from my searching hands.

I lost all enjoyment of life.

Every bead was a memory.

Every color was an emotion.

The kaleidoscope was my life.

The day I held part of my broken pieces was the day I lost my voice.

My laugh...

Oh, how I miss the melody of my laugh.

Now, it's just a broken harmony.

I listen to other's laugh hoping it will return mine.

Except the only laugh ringing in my head is his.

Ha, ha, ha goes the enemy unseen.

Taunting me is his daily routine.

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The irony: water can’t extinguish the

burning feeling in my chest.

So this is how it feels...

Despair...

Hopeless...

Forgotten...

Every point in this miserable life has led up to this moment;

drowning in my sea of sorrow.

I was a fighter...

Now all I can do is close my eyes and sink.

What’s the point?

We lose in the end.

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