Status: she found my poems the school told her!! its over. i cant go on here for a while!! sorry no updates!!

Invisible Scars

Torn

I've never realized how hard it was to give up something I loved until it was literally riped from my hands. Everything came crashing down, which meant i needed it more then anything. The worst part was no matter how much i wanted it so much, i couldnt have it.

Poetry and music are two things that are just a must for me to survive, they balance me out, but when poetry was tsken from my, everything turned lob sided...

My mom had found my poetry books, the ones i let all my feelings flow free onto, the ones i let my anger, stress,pain, hurt onto... she found them all. she took them all and forbidded me from ever writing another again. ... that was last week.... i havent been able to reaally stop think of poems since... like i said i need that to stay balanced...

**SHIT SHES HOME!! I GTG!!******