Motivation

Alone

Alone This has happened before, fighting on my own. Self-hatred and sadness, thin marks, and bruised bone. The urges still haunt me, I see red and relief The pain still controls me, that old friend, a thief. Stealing my sanity, my strength, my progress My brush needs a canvas ,I'll gently caress I have missed you, master, the love you have shown. Convincing and charming, making me feel alone. Belle Rose

Gift

Photo from: AuthenticGrowth.com Words talked over, my voice inside my head Eyes controlled me, my skin burned, cut, and dead Anxiety, told me the biggest lies Notebook pages, soaked up all my loud cries Every mistake, piled up on my chest Heart beat, fast pace, impossible to rest The attention, self-esteem took hold of It hurts to unwrap, what a gift is self-love.

2009-2010

"You tore me apart, just look at my scars. Your clouds and hatred covered my bright stars." -Belle Rose

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