“one day you’ll be glad you didn’t settle for what felt wrong.”
And she really was glad.

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“one day you’ll be glad you didn’t settle for what felt wrong.”
And she really was glad.
“She didn’t need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated for exactly who she was.”
— j. iron word
230# no title by xxjustxmexelliexx
229# 7 years by xxjustxmexelliexx
228# maybe im just by xxjustxmexelliexx
maybe im just a broken girl who is afraid to be loved because she was loved once before.
and maybe im just a broken girl living in the past as she sips and chokes on the toxic wine of her problems
and maybe im just a broken girl who hugged herself to tight when she was alone and got cut on her own broken edges
maybe im just a broken girl who shoves the people that care away. afraid to damadge them with her problems
and maybe im just a broken girl whose tears are made of glass so when you wipe them from her cheeks you slit your thumb.
and maybe im just a broken girl with unfufilled dreams and no hope or motivation to fufill them
and maybe im just a broken girl whos afraid to be fixed or to have one try and find it impossible
and… maybe im just a broken girl because i dont know how to be anything but broken
227# in title by xxjustxmexelliexx
hurt me once shame on you hurt me twice yes its true i was a fool with a dreamers heart selling my secrets for a caring part running back shouldnt have been a choice how did i forget the sound of my own crying voice but i still trust you. as crazy as it seems my heart wont listen it wills as it deems fit to run back to the hole puppet on the strings playing the fool. but you taught me lessons that i can use but they arent something ill abuse i must have missed the lable warning me of you and would i have bought it if i had originally knew trust your words once shame on you trust you twice. i wish it hadnt been true
226# no title by xxjustxmexelliexx
they say ive been sick a while they used to say it was all in my head. they always said to toughen up but now they wonder why im not dead they tell me now im fragile but? ive known this for years when i called for help they always ignored my tears apperaintly you cant be sick until a doctor says you are people dont care about health but whats the use of a fancy car for you cant drive if your dead and a coffin is a finnal drop you cant enjoy the good things in life if your heart has stopped.
225# no title by xxjustxmexelliexx
looking back i see i lived as a shell a singular beinging in my own hell i was always tired unmotivated to try unable to look ahead and live to tired to go ahead and die how many a time haveing leaned on a windows frame my dull dry depressive eyes looked lyingly that all stayed same a hollow breath that passed my lips my unfeeling fingers missed a textures smooth dips i exsisted isnt it sad for all the lost moments i never had but if youll take note the sun never warms the stone for no matter the lights touch it remains as a graves throne
224# better tomorrow by xxjustxmexelliexx
Today was good But tomorrow needs to be better Hope and hard work. Forced into every typed letter
A struggle Each sin Sometimes the sunlight Can’t come in
Through the windows smudge But we can still try.. A tiny cleaned speck Shows the hope of blue sky
Keep going Keep going Hope is still Faithfully growing
Even in The dark place Once a prison To a sunstarved pale face
223# no title by xxjustxmexelliexx
half a heart a tree cut down lets all start by making our favorite sound the sound of silance or how our head phones blare blocking out a world that doesnt even care. The scream of a writer As quiet as a pens scratch Such a civil way To tell of innocents snatched The cry of a singer In the soul of his song Everyone enjoys the good beat Not caring what's wrong The mind of a painter Your most creative when your mad People see the beauty Not the emotions in color clad No one cares Unless it relates to their needs So all these artists works? Are misinterpreted as good deeds
222# how many by xxjustxmexelliexx
how many chances does a person deserve it takes a lot of preserverance it takes a lot of nerve to take a breath and forgive it all be helpful when they call am i a fool someome tell me should i have called it quits at strike three now im not stupid i wont trust again and once its broke you cannot win. but i made a promise that i would be there so i am determined no matter what i have to care but how many chances until ive had my fill how many chances until it breaks my will
221# she broke by xxjustxmexelliexx
she held it together with grip of steal. a frozen gaze and hands that dont feel she held it together clinging so tight does titanium rust? well its been raining all night she held it together scared of imperfection but in the lightnings flash of light she sees her reflection. and she broke little girl never cryed behind a locked door and she broke this little girl couldnt try anymore and she fell feel herself hit the floor letting free the rivers that never flowed before and she broke because shes broke.
220# no title by xxjustxmexelliexx
with each stinging breath skin over bone is stretched beaking open the wounds my demons have sketched with each exhale my ribs collapse and with each inhale my will cracks a hallow space under haunted rib cage under bleeding skin and lifes full rage empty and dark its my demons prison cell you can see them hit the bars with each breathing swell they love when i sigh so they keep me awake grasping to slip through my throat freedom to take they cant get it themselves but they feed on my blood with mouths wide open they sip on the flood im not sure how they came to be. or what was the purpose of possesing me for the lump in my throat i know they are trapped and my insides now are tattered and blacked so ribs for a prison and a mouth for a door if you get cut remeber its just them reaching for more
218# write me a story by xxjustxmexelliexx
Write me something about child hood Maybe something about Always being misunderstood Write me a line Write me a verse Let it just flow I dont want you to rehearse. Tell me a story of words that rhyme Tell me something about a better time. Bless me bless me With the thoughts of your find Go ahead delight me With your words one of a kind
217# stepping stones by xxjustxmexelliexx
almost everyone in your life is meant to be a stepping stone through the good and the bad you will have always grown it teaches us to be careful on whome we depend because some rocks have sharp edges even when you call them freind sometimes you find a stable rock that you can take a rest but dont stop because its convient up ahead is your best some teach us to trust some teach us to care some try to trip us up teaching us to beware for life is a huge river one we need to cross and to stop before the end even with a good person is a loss
216# I still see your bruises by xxjustxmexelliexx
you sat beside me today you're the nomal smiling you as you gave me a hug. something came into veiw you wont tell me cant help when she refuses so i guess ill just say someone else see's your bruises i know you forgave them as your loving yet scared to but love doesnt give a right to let them always hurt you and i know you wont fight back for the victum always looses but dear... im here to tell you i still see your bruises i see your head duck as shame covers your face as your mind races searching lies take truths place dear please listen i see through your excusses and i guess the most i can do is say... i still see your bruises
215# hell by xxjustxmexelliexx
dirt on a coffin hail on a roof good to find out im not fire proof been burning in hell since i was born mayne its the reason ive ways lived torn at least when your dead you dont have to act fine hells a real place and im taking mine because no one sees the fire and no one smells the smoke and its no wonder i always seem to choke its my own torment invisible maybe im still on earth cuz hell is getting full