Worst week ever!

Just about over it all..

I'm not saying that i'm requesting someone perfect.
I just need someone that will make it all worth it..

To write love on her arms

She has known such great pain;

Haunted dreams as a child.

The near constant presence

of Evil ever since. She has felt the touch

of awful naked men, battled depression and

addiction, and attempted suicide.

Her stomach remembers razor blades,

fifty scars that speak of self-inflicted wounds.

Six hours after I met her, she is feeling trapped.

Two groups of "friends" offering opposite ideas.

Everyone is asleep, the sun is rising,

She drinks long from a bottle of liquor.

Takes a razor blade from the table, and

locks herself in the bathroom. She cuts herself.

Using the blade to write "FUCK UP" large,

across her forearm.

Silent Heart

Many out there are unheard voices.

Shattered by their past choices.

Lashing out to those they push away.

Their just so scared on letting

their heart speak on what it has to say.

They pray, yet stay in dismay.

Because life just doesn't seem to go their way.

Days pass by and still nothing's right.

Being happy feels like a harsh fight.

Truth is, somethings just haven't been let go.

Been hurt too many times and left with their heart broken.

But, there's a God who mends a broken heart.

Takes the pieces and makes a lovely piece of art.

You're the apple of His eye,

and He'll dry up every tear you cry.

Lift your life to God and give Him your heart.

Because He have His life for you.

For He is the love that is real.

Crossroads

Standing on the crossroads,

deciding which way to go.

To the left is my way,

and to the right is to the Lord.

My way means humans who are just as imperfect as me.

The Lords way means perfection will walk beside me.

My way is getting knocked down,

having no where to go.

The Lords way is gentle whispers,

assuring you everything will be ok.

It's true that with my way,

a false sense of independence could seem strong.

Whereas the Lords way might take work,

and the road may seem long.

Eventually, though, the fantasy of independence would end,

and I would be needy and all alone.

But, the Lords way means I would have a friend

to take my hand and lead me home.

I notice that even with all my possesions,

my life would always get shaken.

So, I reached for the treasures of Heaven,

and not those of the world.

I know I made the right choice

as I turned onto the right road.

Because, it was at that instant, I felt the Lord take my hand

and release my load.

Misunderstood

Where's the one person when your back is against the wall and no one looking at you understands..?

Can we be a family?

Our broken up family is so disjointed. I feel lost in my own home. I no longer want to be in the presence of my own family. What happened to the happy days? Since when did our families foundation become liquor and weed? Why is the fact that I go to church so hated? I'm trying to gain a better life, but all that's happening is i'm moving farther away from my family. All the pictures hanging on the walls...Happy faces smile back. They seem to say "look what you ruined when you came back" No one knows we're all so broken. Papi drinks himself to sleep every night. Mami wakes up each morning with a hangover and hating her life. It seems as though i've gained a new future and everyone gained my past. I thought God would change my life, but our broken family holds me back. Life is not the same.. I cry myself to sleep at night, wishing for a better life. No one seems to care how eachothers feeling. We just move our seperate ways, I thought we were a family? If love doesn't hurt, than why does this hurt so much? Mom, you said that you forgave me..but why is my past your favorite subject? Papi, you say that you care, but you dont even try to get to know me. Jessica, don't you see my niece and nephew next to you as your smoking your blunt? I hope it's all worth it..because soon it will all disapper.

Greek Mythology
Originally humans were combined of four arms, four legs, and a single head made of two faces. But Zeus feared their power and split them all in half, condemning them to spending their lives searching for the other half to complete them.