In the long hallways
there’s talk of love and hate.
They look down on those
who don’t look ‘right’.
Always beating them down
with such bitterness and
anger.
There’s mobs of liars
and masked monsters.
Never knowing the world
outside themselves.
In the long hallways
they’re all looking down
and she’s looking up.
The one single angel.
With those judgey eyes
they try to stare into our minds
but they never get past our
appearance.
They only believe what they
see and hear.
Anymore would take too much
effort.
Instead of talking with calmness
they simply yell with frustration.
If they actually listened, understood
we wouldn’t be like this.
Their blinded ‘perfection’ constantly
crushes our sad reality.
We are shattered
and they still hold the hammer.
Before you close your eyes, think of everything that made you smile and laugh today. Even down to the littlest giggle.
Pull it in. Fill your mind with it all. Close your eyes and hold onto those thoughts until you’re opening your eyes the next morning.
Stay strong tonight, friends.
For any LGBT people out there struggling:
You are not alone.
I’m transgender/lesbian and still fighting hard.
It does get better. I promise.
When you’re laying in your room not knowing if you can keep going, remember something for me, okay?
You are amazing and perfect just the way you are. Nobody is ever weak. You are stronger than you could ever possibly imagine.
You know why?
Because we all have a flame of strength in our hearts. It burns bright even when our hearts are badly damaged. Our hearts continue to fight for us so we should always continue to fight for them. The flame cannot go out until our last breath is taken. So, you are always strong. Just have to keep that in mind.
I know life can be […]
I remember their voices as I lay there in the hospital bed.
Asking over and over why I did it. Why I took those pills. Why I wanted it all to end.
I remember laying there and for a split second I didn’t know. Here’s these people standing over me, tears in their eyes, and broken hearts beating in their chest.
Whether I were their kid, friend or brother, they all had a sign in their eyes that a piece of them almost died with me.
This is what I think about when suicide comes to mind.
Even if you want to die, you have to take a second to realize […]
Yeah, you.
I’m beyond proud of you for still being alive.
You’re strong, beautiful/handsome and worth the stars and more.
Never think of yourself any less than amazing.
Whether it’s a good day or bad day, remember there can always be a better tomorrow.
Keep hope. Be inspirational. Change a person’s world. Be proud. Speak loud. Never let anyone bring you down.
Love with a passion. Chase your dreams. Smile. Laugh. Simply, believe.
Stay alive, friend.
Tyler understands.
I recommend Tyler’s music. That’s including his bands music.
TØP |-/
Any Twenty One Pilots fans out there?
Stay alive, friends.
She’s an Angel.
But she is not random.
No…
She’s the Queen.
Queen of the Broken Wings.
Dreaming of the sky.
A place she cannot reach.
As so she Believes.
Because little does she know…
Her story is Inevitable.
She will fly.
But for that to happen…
She must Grow.
Grow to Love Herself.
Because for Broken Wings to heal…
The Heart must heal First.
You say we have it easier
But that’s a lie.
You hid in fear.
We say, “So do I.”
The words written.
It all cuts deep.
Pictures taken.
Terrible things we begin to believe.
We don’t mean to cause a fuss.
You just don’t understand.
We didn’t need anyone to hit us.
We had the hands.
Quit letting us down.
You’re blinded by your past.
Things are different now.
Your time has passed.
Emotional pain.
The scars you see.
No confidence to gain.
We pray to be free.You had it bad
But we do, too.
Please don’t be mad.
We’re just screaming the truth.
Why measure life on the amount of years? It’s really what you do in those years that matters.
I mean. . .
What’s the point in living a hundred years if you didn’t do anything that actually made you feel alive?
I’ve spent hours in the dark with streams going down my face and cracks running along my heart. I’m always trying to put the pieces together.
Why does it feel like my life is crashing like the meteor that killed the dinosaurs?
I have my happiness. . Oh yes, I have it.
But you know that moment it feels like life makes your mind turn your emotions into people and sends them flying at each other with everything they got?
Negatives fighting positives.
Anger, sadness. . Fighting hard to destroy your happiness. To break all that love and strength in your heart.
That moment can make a person feel like they’re […]