Baby really hurt me, crying in the taxi He don’t wanna know me Says he made the big mistake of dancing in my storm Says it was poison So I guess I’ll go home into the arms of the girl that I love The only love I haven’t screwed up She’s so hard to please but she’s a forest fire… Read more →
Sakura
My name is Sakura Rachael, I am 20 years old, and I am a mix of Japanese and American. I was born in Tokyo, spent my younger years in Colorado and California, and from middle school to current times I am in Thailand. Because of my upbringing, I've had a very international lifestyle and I've been able to experience much of the world, but much is still left to discover. I've been reading and writing since I was a little girl, but on August 2014, my father, who was my inspiration in life, passed away. This is my therapy. This is my way to heal, to develop into a greater writer that I know would make my father proud. I hope you enjoy :)
The A Team
White lips, pale face Breathing in snowflakes Burnt lungs, sour taste Light’s gone, day’s end Struggling to pay rent Long nights, strange men And they say She’s in the Class A Team Stuck in her daydream Been this way since eighteen But lately, Her face seems Slowly sinking, wasting Crumbling like pastries And they scream The worst things in life… Read more →
I Wish I Never Woke Up.
I wish I had died then. I wish the pills weren’t too weak for my medicine infested body. I wish I didn’t wake up. I don’t want to see the sun rise again. I don’t want to be scared anymore, I don’t want to cry anymore, I don’t want the constant pain that life delivers. I don’t want to feel… Read more →
Panic Room
Wires and locks Walls and rejection Rules and control A girl nobody knows Sat high in her tower alone For years she watched The people walk by With cheery smiles and laughter, echoing into her domain The cars rush along, the sound and volume her personal clock, her indicator of time The blissfully quiet night, and the rumbling rush hour… Read more →
Journal Entry of an Anorexic Me, I am now Recovering.
I’ve become so terrified of my weight I began to have modelling opportunities, and I grabbed onto every job I could get to prove something. To myself, that the girl who absolutely hated her looks, her whole life, the girl with zero self esteem and everything average is being seen, doing photoshoots for magazines, and can be finally be seen… Read more →
A Poem to my Rapist
His name came up with a message full of little smileys and those dumb emojis Vile mouth coos it must be fate Last year he apologized For what? For not calling If my body wasn’t shivering so much in this hot weather, I would have screamed until my throat tore apart What a nice scenario, if only But my… Read more →
I’m not so sorry anymore.
It is time in my life to cut ties with any negativity and attachments that will only result in bringing me down. The past year has been such an eye opener on the people in my life. For the longest time after last years events, I apologized to all of my friends for being distant, and I was completely sincere.… Read more →
Dealing with the “G” word.
I’ve spent the last 8 months trying to understand grief, trying to understand and wrap my head around what death is, and trying to move on. Trying to understand the hush hush world of the “G” word that people avoid. My father died very unexpectedly, on the night before my parents were to hop on a plane to start a… Read more →
Lets Be Honest.
Lets be honest, I am not doing as well as I wish I was. Losing my dad was like losing half my heart. Losing my dad was like losing my reasons to keep going. I relived his death last night in a dream, and I woke up crying, I woke up missing him so much. Lets be honest, I will… Read more →
I miss you, but I’ll be okay.
When you lose someone precious, you start to find a lot of comfort in nature. You spend excessive amounts of time looking at the sky, you notice the butterflies and the birds, you really feel each breeze. Maybe because we all hope that the person we lost may not be in the same form anymore, but that they’re now a… Read more →