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Friday, March 21, 2003

Self Harm 20/03/03

It's a way to cope,
and a way to deal.
It's a way to live,
and a way to feel.
It's a way to hurt,
yourself and everyone else.
It's a way to die,
a slow and painful death.
A death that noone deserves.

Him 20/03/03

He's there for me,
He's there for you.
He always stays,
He never goes.
He sits with me,
and keeps me calm.
He loves me,
and keeps me safe and away from harm.

War 20/03/03

The sun comes up,
the darkness fades aways.
The troops come in,
the bombs go off.
People are hurt,
innocents are killed.
The sun goes down,
the light fades away.
The darkness sets in,
and tomorrow will be yet another day,
For war!

Faith

Wherever I am, He will be there,
wherever I go, He will follow.
I am never alone, for He is always there,
carrying me through the tough times,
and staying with me through the good times.
I know that I will never be alone,
as long as i have faith.

Playtime

The sun comes up,
the sky turns blue.
The children come out,
to do what they do.
They laugh and run,
and skip and play.
The same thing happens everyday.
They get called in,
so say their goodbyes,
and run to the door in a rush.
They push and they shove,
to be the first through the door.
They laugh and they joke,
as they make their way to bed,
then snuggle up to get some rest.

Lonely

She sits there alone,
with a razor in her hand.
She has no friends,
her family don't care about her.
She sits there crying,
because she knows they don't care.
She sits there dying,
trying to end her pain.
She sits there thinking,
about how much she is hurting.
She sits there and lays down her razor,
and realises this is not the way to happiness,
and realises it's cowardly and selfish.
She gets up and gets on with her life,
she learns to put up with the pain.

Him

He sits alone,
crying.
Noone cares how he is feeling,
or why he is crying.
Noone understands him,
noone even tries.
He feels so alone,
with the pills in his hand.
He thinks these will help,
help to take away the pain.
He takes the pills,
one by one,
not realising who his death is going to affect.
He does not know that his 9 year old brother will do the same,
or that his parents will turn to drugs and alcohol.
He does not know and he does not care.
He just wants to end his pain.
He just wants to be a coward.

Wednesday, March 19, 2003

Faith 19th March 2003

Wherever I am, He will be there,
wherever I go, He will follow.
I am never alone, for He is always there,
carrying me throught the tough times,
and guiding me through the good times.
I know that I will never be alone,
as long as I have faith.