Words of a Suffered teenager.. speaks out in poetic form... sorry if you relate to any of my poems  |
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TTC -Trying To Concieve-Wanting,hoping and praying But things aren't that easy Please listen to what i'm saying Understand my never ending pain.TTC -Trying To Concieve-
Wanting those two pink lines upon this test right here but so far no pregnancy signs do you know what i'm going through?
Wanting,hoping and praying For a baby that may never appear Please understand what i'm saying This means alot to someone like me.
Every month i want to give up with trying It feels to me like it will never happen So with all the stress i end up crying Will it ever happen to me?
by *suteishiijein-poetry
deepest cut of allDarkness surrounds her shame All the hurt is a mazedeepest cut of all
Can hear those whispered torments Her mind a furious blaze
Forced to face her enemies Tortured and alone Like a ghost she dies inside Hallucination her only home
Hurting off the torment Immoral night descends Choose your weapon of torture
For the shame that never ends
A slow and painful death So let the ceremony begin Scented candles and razors In a game no-one can win
A rage of expectation One sweep of her arm Joyous relief and numbness Her blood ma
by *suteishiijein-poetry
hear her prayersin the downpour that covers the city, if you listen closely, you can hear her cries.hear her prayers
Stepping out of her window,
past the ledge of the roof, into the pouring rain.
Toes on the edge,
staring over the side, she casts her look downward.
Turning back,
she walks up to her window, and grabs the edge.
Reaching in slowly,
she takes her knife,
and heads to the second story.
Climbing in the rain, her clothing soaked, she mutters a prayer.
Making her way toward her chimney, the young girl mutter
by *suteishiijein-poetry
MemoriesA small young girl was left alone, In a town away from home, In a room where it was cold, With just a blanket to holdMemories
Oh what bad memories
A small young girl was crying in pain For she was bleeding yet again Can barely breathe let alone scream So she lies with her blanket and tries to dream
Oh what bad memories
A small young girl tries to sleep But hears him open the door and creep Hitting harder than last time, she’s in allot of pain Now threatening to tie her with the chain
Oh what bad memories
She still c
by *suteishiijein-poetry
AngelHave you ever held an angel, felt different inside, looked up into heaven, and just wanted to hide?Angel
Have you ever touched an angel, never wanted to say goodbye, held them close beside you, reached high in the sky.
Have you ever cried so much, for your angel to here with you, held your partner close, wished things wern't true.
Have you ever lost an angel, like i lost my little one, dreamed of prams and cots, and thought you had a son,
Have you ever been so close, to being happy once again, but the agony and fr
by *suteishiijein-poetry
Through a child's eye
free again
Free againby *suteishiijein-poetry
I sit in my room so lonely and cold, Dreading the moment he comes home, I know I should be cleaning, But my life has no meaning.
My skin is black and blue, If only you knew, What he does to me , And why it’s hard to see.
He screams at me, Pulls my collar can’t you see, I’m always trying to get free, But he keeps hitting me.
I’m just a girl aged five, Why doesn’t he want me alive? I try to do things right, Can’t he leave me alone for one night?
At school no-one knows,
| Through a child's eye, is a collection of my poetry written from experience from when I was abused as a child, see it through a child's eye and people may actually stop doing this to children. |
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| My name is Suteishiijein (aka Stacey) i'm 19 years old and from Bolton Uk. My mission in life is to work with children and to find the perfect guy for me ..... I love writing poetry, drawing and photography my other account is =SuteishiiJein my current boyfriend is ~darkblade21214 he's a great guy and best thing that has happened to me ^_^ got together 3/7/09 <3 i also have a book here :[link] |
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- Favourite movie: Thirteen or secret cutting and prozac nation
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- Favourite poet or writer: me lol
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