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DivorceAs I sit up in my bed
Mommy and daddy's yells hurt my head
They fight and yell, break glasses too
I can see it, can you?
I know what will happen and it's not a pretty sight
It'll mean less fight
I will split the holidays
Split all the rest of my days
I don't want a step mommy
I don't want a step daddy
Mommy will have to change her name
It'll all be too much pain
I don't want to rewrite my life, in the history books with ink
But who cares what I think?
I promise I'll be better
Won't ask for a fancy gift
My life will completely shift
I promise the neighbors will never hear
I'll act like there's nothing to fear
When mommy and

DivorceStop crying. You'll get used to it.
Think of someone but yourself.
We're not happy, so you can't be either.
We're people too.
We have to think of ourselves.
Alright, cry. But remember,
Your tears will dry.
Your heart will not shrivel up or be torn in half.
Don't be so dramatic.
Someday you may laugh.
Sure it will be bitter, but so is life.
We're preparing you.
You couldn't keep your innocence forever anyway.
You'll have to move, of course.
Put on a brave face,
You don't want to make your friends cry, do you?
Don't worry, they'll forget about you.
Oh, don't make such a big deal out of it.
You'll forget about them too.
You'l

The Tears from the NightYes I remember, and all too well,
The tears in my eyes, my longing for help.
Deep in my heart where the sadness was born,
It ripped at my soul with words of scorn.

They ate me alive, with my emotions they played.
My life seemed no good for what it became.
They laid no hand on me, there was no need,
For I hurt myself when they planted the seed.

Through years of torment there seemed no light.
And in myself there was longing to give up the fight.
Faith and devotion somehow found their way,
Through a teen heart that was torn and flayed.

Try as I might to forget and take flight,
I couldn't forget the hurt of the night.
I tried to hel

DivorceDivorce

You told me you loved me

That was yesterday

You gave me a rose

That was a month ago

How about the last time that we danced

That was a year ago

I want a divorce

What's wrong

with this

Picture?

I want a divorce

She watched her dad leave

Gone for good

Divorce is a

Powerful word

It's over

One Last GoodnightSilence is but one expression
And tonight my one companion
When darkness rules this dreary land

You were with for so long
But when I blink your gone
And my world today is slowly drowning

You're not here to guide me
But I feel you now beside me
And how I wish this moment
Would never have an end

I could reach out and touch you
Can I say I love you?
I still remember that night
When we said our last goodbye
One last goodnight

I know it's been a year
But I still can't stop these tears
None of these useless words
Can do a thing for this hurt

I can't remember your sweet voice
But if I had a choice
I'd be there with you tonight
But I only see yo

Divorce sucksGive me the truth,
im sick of your lies
tell me whats goin on
cause im the one that cries

you put me in the middle
you put me (out) on a limb
He blames you for these things
and yet you blame him

I cant stand this civil war
between the moon and the sun
I miss the old life
when we were all one

One family ammong the stars
united together
we were a team
we were birds of a feather

Now i dont know who to trust
and i dont know who to stand by
Im feeling really lost
and all i can do is cry

cry out
cry out
cry out to you

dont let this fire

die out
die out

die between you two

I dont think i can live with out

live without

A Girl Worth Waiting ForAs I stare up at the moon
I wonder if he’s starring too
Out there in the world somewhere
I know the man God made me for
Is breathing
Ever so patiently
My prince is waiting
Waiting for the girl of his dreams
And since she’s the girl I want to be
…

I want to be a girl worth waiting for
Saving all my love
And keeping my heart pure
I want to be
The girl of his dreams
And inspire him to be
The best man he can be
I will be by his side
And with God as our guide
We’ll live a life worth waiting for

I want to be loving
Beautiful and kind
A friend who is a blessing
To his life
Encouraging and patient
I wil

Contemporary ChristianWhat a price was paid for your life
You wash yourself in compromise
You mockery of Christ!
You mock Him with your life

You sing "hallelujah" and like Christian Facebook posts
and think it shows you love the Lord of Hosts
Then go and hate and swear and curse
You hate the God who loved you first

You claim to subscribe to the Gospel
You get emotional and make it sound heartfelt
Yet your prayers are rampant with selfishness
No love of God or holiness

All you care about is your emotions!
You give no mind for the God who made the oceans
Oh unless you need something, then He's good enough
You even pray for Him to help you attain your

A Day in Her Eyes She wears a steel ID necklace around her neck and she's always afraid that it is the first thing you see about her. Her pocket is a bulge where her testing supplies stick out. She looks like a mess again today, because she feels like a mess. Her thick brown hair is frizzed up around her face and neck, and her clothes never seem to fit right. She is sick of feeling fragile, and she tries to hold back the complaints that plant themselves on her lips. She is fifteen years old, and vulnerable is her middle name.

She wakes up early to be ready for the bus and she feels like a drag every morning. She can't seem to find any clothes don't make her

G.R.I.E.F - NaPo #2G rowing slowly, winding, breathing
Reaching for your heart, you senses. A parasite for loss and anguish.
Incurably broken, stitches that never mend. I'm saying goodbye over and over again.
Endless tunnel, torn emotions, chasing themselves around and around.
Falling and falling, and wishing the stop would hurry up. Wanting to join the lost. Who left. Who won't come back again.

Eighteen and Out -- Part Two "Get up! We do not have all day you stupid girl!"
'It was just a dream. That voice is in my head, but I do need to get up. Maybe mama will take me to the coffee shop if I get up early enough.' Even as those thoughts, my hopeful paradise entered my head, I knew it wasn't true, but Mrs. Brown's steely stare still brought tears to my eyes.
"Did you think I was going to let you sleep just because you're mother just spent her first night in a cell?" She asked, giving me a look that clearly said desiring this was a mistake. "Get on your clothes. Be quick about it! I am not taking you to school just because it's your fir

Ms. Nobody Vignette Somehow, I wasn't surprised by the stares that my new classmates gave me as I walked from class to class. I was new to them, and they knew nothing about me. Besides, I had already decided that I didn't like my new school.
"Why are your nails black?" "Are you gothic?" "Are you emo?" These are three examples of questions that I'd get used to being asked in my three years at that middle school. Had I already decided that what other people thought about me meant nothing? Maybe. Either way, I was already a small town southern girl that has

BullyingCool metal pressed to a temple.
A trigger is pulled.
A life is ended.
Wrists pour forth crimson,
to cope with the pain.
Pills are swallowed,
one by one.
Hoping for sweet relief.
Tears are shed every night,
a bitter lullaby.
Waking up,
a brand new day,
but it's still filled,
with yesterday's hate.
Words pierce a heart,
like a thousand knives.
What could be the cause?
What could bring about,
so much pain?
Why,
it's you my friend.
The blood is on your hands.
This is your fault.
You threw the punches.
You screamed the insults.
You spread the rumors and lies.
And even if you didn't,
you just stood by.
You let it all ha

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Daughter of Divorce

by =SelahDeNoctiluca, Dec 15, 2011, 6:06:57 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Songs & Lyrics

What father will she dance with?
Which mother dries her tears?
And when the world takes her over,
Who can she tell her fears?

Home is a word without location,
A place to dwell by force.
She has a heart that's grown pieces.
The daughter of divorce.

Such longing innocence,
She wants to fight the world of pain.
But in every tear or grimace,
her tears turn her to shame.

They couldn't stay together,
Wouldn't learn to get along.
And soon their little girl would be
Their only bond that held strong.

And with no one to hold her hand, no sweet or loving kiss.
She learned to love to fight the world, and her life became a mess

Who now will she dance with,
Will she just have to dry her tears?
And when the world takes her over,
Who can she tell her fears?

Home is a word, but no location,
No place to dwell, no force.
She has a heart that's torn to pieces,
Through separation or divorce.

They argued through the signing
And who would keep the house.
When they noticed their only daughter,
Who was quiet as a mouse.

Father shook his head, no,
"I have no time to waste on this."
While to be a poor and single mother,
Wasn't mom's first wish.

And with no one to hold her head high, no sweet or loving kiss.
She learned to love to fight the world, and her life became a mess

Who now will she dance with,
Will she just have to dry her tears?
And when the world takes her over,
Who can she tell her fears?

Home is a word, but no location,
No place to dwell, no force.
She has a heart that's torn to pieces,
Through the signing for divorce.

Mama draws the short end
And takes her daughter with a sigh.
Before they depart for 'home'
They say their tearless goodbyes.

Remarriage takes barely years
And new families come in.
Mom and dad's first daughter
Ts left with the shortest end.

And she taught herself to hold her head high, to live without the world she missed.
She has learned that love has no world, and her parents have no forgiveness.

What father will she dance with?
Which mother dries her tears?
And when the world takes her over,
Who can she tell her fears?

Home is a word without location,
A place to dwell by force.
She has a heart that's grown pieces.
The daughter of divorce.

Daughter of Divorceby =SelahDeNoctiluca

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Songs & Lyrics

"Then came a time I can hardly describe, a season underground. A bird trapped in a sewer, wings beating against the ceiling in that dark wet place, while the city rumbled on overhead. Her name was Lost. Her name was Nobody’s Daughter." - White Oleander by Janet Fitch

This song is something I wrote to describe my feelings on divorce. Some of this comes from my experiences with my parents.

Critique by ~angry-hobbits Dec 15, 2011, 11:17:34 PM

Hello! Okay, first, I liked it. Loved it. The emotions are honest and strong and communicate well. The bolded parts seemed almost like a chorus to a song. There are a few places where the rhythm is a bit broken, like in the stanza "Mama draws the short end". "Remarriage takes barely years" also seemed a bit awkward, and I believe there is a typo where you said "Ts left". I really, really like the opening and closing stanzas, I think they have a great rhyme scheme & pattern and basically sum up the message of the whole poem. The girl being "the daughter of divorce" instead of the daughter of the mom and dad--as if she has become defined by the separation--is very powerful. Great job!

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Critique by ~DaNsDrawings Dec 15, 2011, 6:19:00 PM

I am not sure how it would sound as a song, but it is a very beautiful poem. You can tell that you wrote how you felt when your parents were getting divorced. This poem brought up memories of my parents divorce and life after. You most definitely have talent writing poetry and should feel very proud of this work. I would like to hear it as a song if you have written any music. I really enjoyed reading this. There is a spelling error. It says 'Ts' and I think you meant 'Is'. Other than the spelling error, I would say it was a perfect poem.

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!DeamonicPlauge Apr 1, 2012 Student Digital Artist

I actually am trying not to cry...
I swear if my parents were to read this...
maybe, just maybe, they would understand what I've been going through with their divorce these last two years...

=SelahDeNoctiluca Apr 2, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

I'm sorry. I wish I could help you out!

~IAMMAZE Jan 19, 2012

Wow. This is how I felt for years and still feel sometimes. My first memory is my mother leaving me with my paranoid delusional schizophrenic grandmother for a day so she could work. My parents were like that and living with a bipolar mom and a disabled father is not a home. I have no home just a house.

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~Vegetabelle Dec 23, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

This is beautiful! Its so sad, but extremely well-written.

=SelahDeNoctiluca Dec 23, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks. ^^

~Vegetabelle Dec 23, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

no problem!

~WeirdoQueen Dec 16, 2011 Student General Artist

It's things like this that make me feel like I'm not the only one out there going through what I go through, that I'm not as alone as I think.
And I thank you for it.

=SelahDeNoctiluca Dec 16, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

I'm so glad you like it.

~Peregrinestar Dec 16, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

What ever happened to Vows?
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