StitchesA Poem by EmoLalaI look up from a dark hole I see nothing. nothing at all up there no purpose to live except to protect those precious to me how do others just live on day after dayof their meaningless lives in a dank hollow, knowing light will never extend a friendly hand I never saw the reason untill i saw him; that boy the one with the courage to fight for everything he has the boy who challenges everyone everyday just by existing i have no clue how he emits such a bright light like he does It's powerful and seems to verify his pathetic existance as a demon child the evil of my demon all locked inside killer murderer freak I've had enough i'm an outcast, my heart is deeply scarred "there is only one cure for a broken heart, and that is love." for only love can stitch the wounds of sorrow that pain one's soul I'll see you there mom... © 2011 EmoLala
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Added on June 20, 2011 Last Updated on June 20, 2011 AuthorEmoLalaJacksonville, FLAboutI'm a 14 year old girl who lives on Florida. I feel like I have to hide behind a mask so that my mother doesn't put me in emo therapy...I did used to cut myself...I still do sometimes...on my legs so .. more..Writing
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