No hugs on her birthday,
No smiles at Christmas,
She lies now on her deathbed.
No kisses at Valentine's Day,
Nor any flowers on Sweethearts Day,
Her tears and her prayers are finally answered.
No Friends at school,
No fmaily from which she is loved.
At 16, She has slit open her wrists,
praying for her pain to end quickly.
No one around to call the ambulance,
No roomates, no friends, no family,
Nor even a kind stranger to show her a smile.
She lies in a coffin,
No one is there,
No tears shall be shed at her funeral.
She live and died knowing the true meaning of having
NOTHING.
His arm around my shoulders,
My arm around his waist,
Walking in Harmony,
I miss that.
That look in his eyes,
The one that reflects in mine,
the look of love; adoration.
I miss that.
Football games, freezing weather, even colder bleachers,
His sweatshirt wrapped around my shoulders,
his arms holding onto me tight as if never to let go.
keeping me warm.
I miss that.
His Beautiful brown eyes,
His perfect Smile,
I miss him.
Honey, I miss you,
I miss our memories,
I miss your love,
I'm here with my arms wide open,
waiting,
for you
<3 Me
Current Residence: Skee Twn Operating System: Windows XP media center edition 2005 MP3 player of choice: ipod Wallpaper of choice: Photos Favourite cartoon character: Miss Piggy Personal Quote: "Huh?"
Dawn is thinking: that boy called my beautiful; too bad i don't believe him.
Dawn is also bored out of her mind,
and uber sleepy
(even though she just drank a BUNCH of soda trying to keep herself awake.)
Dawn misses you. So IM her.
and yesh. I feel the need to go emo soon, just for fun.
Maybe Next Friday, Right b4 fiddle fest :]
And, i really wanna die my hair,
just with like the shampoo out kind,
even though i'm not really allowed.....
eh.
How being you?
Well now i'm pissed,
I just talked to a friend who is far away (you know who are)
and that made me REALLY happy (becuz you're so kool)
and then,
my friend had to go and piss me off,
and i want to talk to someone about it,
but i can't...
because .
i can't.
I just need to (once again) sell my tears to my pillow...
g'night.
Dawn
P.s. Chicago tomorrow,
reach me on my cell....
FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food. REAL FRIENDS: Is the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr / Mrs REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM
FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it's yours
FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you
FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you
FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say 'I'M HOME!'
FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile REAL FRIENDS: Are for life
FAKE FRIENDS: Will talk bad to the person who talks bad about you. REAL FRIENDS: Will knock the person out that talked bad about you
FAKE FRIENDS: Would ignore this REAL FRIENDS: Will send this to all their real friends and hope to get it back!
If you were killed today, I'm sorry I wouldn't be able to come to your funeral, because I'd be in jail for killing the person who did it.
First, I wanted to let you know that I love you to death & think you are amazing!
Second, if I don't get this back I understand...
I have a game for you. Once you read this letter, you must send it to 14 people that you really care about, including the person that sent it to you. If you receive at least 7 back then you are loved