| soooooo heres the deal IM OUT OF SCHOOL open house is on ~JUNE 1ST~ @ 6-9 P.M at my mamas house 3828 84th st soo yall better be there GOT IT!!!! |
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| sooooooooooooooooooo i havent even looked at this freakin thing in like MONTHS LIKE NO JOKE ITS CRAZY i lived on it for years and now i never even look back its kinda how life goes you are soooo into it and hten it just drops and you feel as though you got nothing and you are just left alone soo heres somthing i wrote the other day Where?
Why?
The wonder
Of why oh why
Do I only feel this deadly thunder
The light that cracks
Flashing forth my pain
Flaring light
To bring forth my bloody image
This God awful stain
Where ?
Why?
The wonder?
Why could God create such a blunder
This distorted image
You all see
Hidden beneath
The smile face I put forth for all to see
This glowing face
Placed above the pain
Hiding the blade jabbed deep within my frail frame
Which is for no one to view
Something that no one will see
Only look and perceive
That I am alive
And happy to be me
While I stand there hiding
The bloody tattered Body
known as Chelsea
the individual know as me
the battered destroyed
ravaged person
you can never see
for I am barried beneath so much blood
drowning in my pain
but no one can see
they only look upon me with distain
not knowing my life
just viewing my sin
why God why
WHY DID MY LIFE BEGIN
Where?
Why?
The wonder?
Of why am I here
God why cant I run from this thunder
This crashing boom
For all to hear
This cloud around me swarming with fear
Creating this fog
To surround me
Causing my vision to no longer be clear
Making me walk forth in a world I do not belong
Acting as though I am here
When others look at me
As though I am wrong
For I bare the image
Of a disgrace
When to be honest
You have no idea
Because all you see is my face
The smiles I put forth
The happiness I strategically place
Making it look as though I am fine
When truly I am anything but divine
So why
Am I here?
I can never answer
All I know
Is that I want out
Of this crashing bolting
Revolting storm of fear!
When God will I feel you once again be near
when will the thunder no longer rolll
when God will i once again feel whole
as though i can be me
your daughter
standing forth
with faith love and dignity
proudly standing
where the lighning can bolt
showing my face
finaly because the presence of not me
BUT GODS LOVING GRACE
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.”well that’s what I thought”
yeah nailed but but soooooooo hard
Played in the toys at
mc D’s
seat on the
bottom for my feet to rest on “I felt bad” but then I slept lol
