Meghan Renee : Writing

The Child Inside

The Child Inside

A Poem by Meghan Renee


The child in me was lost a long time ago.
in which we refer

in which we refer

A Poem by Meghan Renee


sometimes it hits me and it hurts
God Must Hate Me

God Must Hate Me

A Poem by Meghan Renee


struggling with faith
Tomorrow

Tomorrow

A Poem by Meghan Renee


depression doesn't like it when i try to function like a human being (:
nostalgia

nostalgia

A Poem by Meghan Renee


being alone tends to make you long for something you no longer have
RECLAIMING MY SEXUALITY

RECLAIMING MY SEXUALITY

A Poem by Meghan Renee


life after sexual abuse is hard. the amount of shame and guilt eats you up.
when do you feel the most beautiful?

when do you feel the most beautiful?

A Poem by Meghan Renee


eating disorders are scary and hard because it seems that no matter what you do, you still don't look right.
Loving Me Hurts

Loving Me Hurts

A Poem by Meghan Renee


when you live with a mental illness you often find yourself hurting those around you because all you know how to do is hurt yourself.
To Be Seen

To Be Seen

A Poem by Meghan Renee


It's hard being mentally ill because people can't see it, not like you want them to.
The Morgue

The Morgue

A Poem by Meghan Renee


being dead isn't easy, neither is being alive. but being alive means having a chance to make it easy, or at least better.