Mental Truth

I am sad
I am crazy
I am psycho
I am depressed
I am mental
I cut
I drink
I bleed
I love
I live
I die
I cry
I am myself
I am the truth
I am reality
I am not normal
I am stupid
I am Depression

That One Girl

Once upon a time there was a girl.
She went to school everyday
she smiled at her teachers and did all of her work
When she was home she replied yes to the consistently asked question
"Are you happy"?
But when she entered her room
The different world
The world in witch she could truly be her
Release all the pain that had been bottled up
The girl cut and she drank
In her world she cried and overdosed
She screamed and she starved
She went purple and she damaged
Her strength was herself
For all the pain she overcame
When she looks back at the days
She realizes that she lost
But she didn’t loose the lesson
Burses fade farther but the pain remains the same.
But she looks back at yesterday,
And she's ok
And just like and illness, the world was cured
Transformed for a mother fucking hell into a wonderland
And evolution is yet the strongest part of this tale
Girl overcame the impossible
That girl was strong
That girl loved life
That girl was nice to all
That girl lived the real way
That girl was me

Yupp Thats Me

Damn sun caught me in the dark.
Aint’ got no excuse but out here goin’ slow at eighty.
Traveled too far to go back now.
But the pen has become my rehab
And the air is my freedom.
It’s a lifestyle and you can’t ever turn back on those.
But from here you just gotta keep goin’ and hold your all.
You must never turn back on your own paved path.
Love thy every small detail and don’t let no one get in the way of you and your dreams.

Reflection

During my middle school career I have always loved to write. I would do it as an outlet for my overpowered emotions. I am not too good at writing shortstories and I am not too fond of essays, but the thing I love it Poems. In just my 8Th grade year I have wrote a minimum of 8 pages worth of poems, and write about two a week. I think it would be sorta interesting to be a published author when I am older but for now I will just stick to typing them and then printing them out to hang on my walls.

For life can arisen form the grave as so have the ones for greave
Eccedentesiast as they say for I believe that is not a grin
But turns into cachinnation and kills it with a bang
Insidously reaching out towards the giggle and forced do kill
Inaniloquent and marry in the brain for dolor can feel amore
it is a Maledicent and wishes to die

Begining to my Short Story "Grandpa"

I gots 99 problems. I sit here on the cold little corner. Mama don’t help me no more, and pa passed about one year ago. And as much as he would beat me like an old rug, I knew he loved me and that gives me hope. Maybe it what get me through these rough times? I don’t gots many friends but the ones I do has left me. I don’t blame em for my troubles or nothing but when a brother needs help a good mad would help him out. Gots nothing but a couple coins and a raged old blanket. Sometimes I just sit in the night. Lay back, look up at the stars. I thinks to myself why am I here? Do I really gots to be here. And then I make a list in my head. A list of all the reasons I gots to live. For some reasons I can never seem to come up with any. And then I make a list of the reasons I would want to die. Sometimes I come up with a couple before I fall asleep.

A Jumble of Words to Make Sense

The sun
Shines down on this beautiful world
Calling our names
Asking us to pay attention to it and look up
But we are told never to look at the sun
So we don’t
All it wants is some friends
And ma always did say that all REAL churches have a cross on them
So you aint religious unless your church got a cross on it.
But even sometimes when you want your dreams to come true, the first thing that you have to do
Is wake up
And dare to be you
Dare to dream
And dare to stand out
Dare to be the greatest thing that ever did walk this earth
But if you really think about it…
And upsidedown in the earth a dead man walks upon my soles when I walk
But morning brings night, that brings darkness, that brings light, that brings day to dark