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You'll never understand her broken smile, if you can't understand her broken spirit. Her heart has been through hell and back, barely holding onto the pieces. She continues to give more than she gets and her being is so tired. The walls she built are are strong, barely crumbling for anyone. If you are lucky enough to get past those walls and mend a broken heart, hold onto her tightly, because what you'll get back will be the most precious thing you could possibly want. -AJ

Want to know the worst part about having depression and anxiety is? It's having your entire mind and body being pulled into a million directions, not knowing which way to go. It's having this uncontrollable sadness but worrying you're sad over nothing. It's knowing you have a bucket list of things to do but not having the desire to do a single one. It's the desire to not want to live sprinkled with the need to survive. It's getting all the sleep in the world but being in a fo

Learning to love after heart break is rough Overthinking that you aren't worthy of love Varying scenarios in your head of falling in love Each one ending in tears Sinking feelings that love will never find you Til one day life throws a curve ball Overthinking all the self doubt Replacing it with something better, all while Yearning for your perfect for you love -AJ

Drip Drip Drip Splat! Yet another stained memory you stabbed in my mind. Do you know what you do, when you do this to me? Over and over, it's always the same. Do you even think before you yell, or act upon impulse? Why is it always me, and never the other girl who gets the second degree? Day after day, week following week, and year after year; are those stained memories ever going to leave? How could they just relinquish, when you repay old ones with new ones? The memories wi

You were there, there with me on those frightening, sad, scary and happy moments. You were always there, always. Struggling through the years, never really helped. But you were there for me, and in return, I was there for you. Life got difficult and there it all changed. Years of off and on friendship, to now that there is nothing. You are not there. A different face is there, a face so familiar, yet so unknown to me. I wish you were still there for me, but I guess you think

You are my shinning star, you make me shine when I am gloomy. You hold me high when I need a boost the most. You let my true light shine, when others shut it out. Shinning bright, as bright as can be. With you I can be all that I can be, and shine for what I want to shine for. For you I will shine bright forever. -AJ

A person has determination, they have the strength, they have the motivation, the willingness to succeed, to do what it takes, to get to their goals, to never give up, no matter how hard it gets. A person has determination, the strength to never give up, to keep moving on, the willingness to reach their goals, to do what they need to do, to get to the place, the place they treasure. A person has determination, to get to the top, to go the distance, the willingness to go for t

If I could help one child that is frightened by thunder, to stop him from crying, and if I could stop one child of hunger, to stop him from dying; So he can climb the highest mountain, and live his life to the fullest, so he can drink from every fountain, and he could see that his life is not the dullest. If I could stop one child of sadness, have a little joy, and if I could fill one child with gladness, to bring joy to a boy; So he can wear a big smile, and bring joy to eve

Around the corner and down the hall, from day to day I spotted a boy, his name unknown to me. Until one night at a football game, I finally had the chance to meet that boy. Minutes flew by and things were mentioned, a glance was passed meant only for me. The weekend passed and then a week, more glances in the hall and even a smirk. From day to day I was told he liked me, but he never peeped a word. Until finally another week lingered, by only knowing your name, and so little

A girl cries out in a darkened room, tears of sorrow run down her face. Thoughts of confusion flood her mind, a pinching pain is in her heart. No one understands, the things that she is feeling inside. A thought of guilt is always there, never knowing from day to day; what more she may endure. Only wishing time after time, that the yelling would only stop. Others will never know, what goes on inside that home. For only she locks it away, and cries her tears of pain, alone in