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  The bathroom knows my secrets

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  The bathroom knows my secrets. The bathroom is the one room in my house in which all the worst things have happened to me. The bathroom is where I disappear to after every meal and retch until I am as empty as before. The bathroom is where I hide to cut deep gashes in my arms ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Midnight Calls

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  When did it become a habit? When did it become a tradition to answer your calls with tears and the words "What happened this time?" It seems as though the only times we even talk anymore are the times that you hold The Gun to your head and threaten to pull the trigger. When'...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Cicada

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  Sing cicada, sing! Long notes from your nimble wings That shine with dusk's light....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Ramblings of the Insane

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  When the sun rises, it returns the colors that, with the fall of night, it had stolen from the world, streaking pink and gold throughout the sky. When there are clouds to cover the sun, they steal away the colors that rightfully belong to the morning's world. But occasionally, ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Permanent Marker

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  How do you say “lasts forever” in one word? Permanent. I can make anything last. Just trace the easily erased pencil lines in permanent marker. And make it last forever. Is doesn’t wash out or fade away. It simply stays where it is, forever. I just wish I could say the same for you....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Crybaby

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  I will not cry. I will NOT cry. I refuse to cry or show any emotion at all. Because crying is a sign of weakness. That's what he says. That's what he says when he tells me I can't do anything right when he asks me whose child I am because I can't be his. I'M NOT ...
• Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
  Born to Die

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  A friend asked me one day when I came to school with a thin red line across my throat "What the h*** did you do?" I simply said "I wanted to see what would happen." Silly girl. If she had known me better, she would know that if I wanted to die, I already would have. ...
• Hot Topics > What Matters
  Blonde is a State of Mind

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  ********************************************************************** What is up with all these girls who dye their blonde? Why would they do it? Are they trying to accomplish something? Or just to look like Paris Hilton? I'll tell you what: I was born blonde, and I've hated it since ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Indian Summer

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  A dying sun in a blood streaked Autumn sky sinks slowly beyond the horizon. The chill October air catches my breath and sends it billowing out of my mouth in a cloud of white like the smoke that pours from from the stacks of the refinery on the opposite horizon. I can't take a ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Wet Sidewalks

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  Most people find the rain depressing. They see it as the sky falling to pieces or tears falling from the heavens. They see gray skies and their hearts hurt. But not me. I don't see the rain as a cause for disconsolation. In the rain I see beauty life rebirth a fresh start. ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  A Thin Red Line

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  A cut is just a thin red line the footprints of a knife or a razor blade or my metal nail file or my dad's credit card all of which have walked across my wrist and my heart....
• Opinion > Discrimination
  the Fat Kid with Glasses

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  I know this boy from school whose entire life has been one big walk down the gauntlet of life. He has an unspeakably terrible family life, including a mentally abusive older brother and a father who is in and out of jail. He has grown up timid and indecisive, and because of that, he can’t stand up...
• Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
  V-Neck Sweaters

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  A girl at school asked me one day "Why don't you ever wear any low-cut shirts? You've got a lot to show off, but you always hide under those baggy, high-necked guy-shirts. It would be okay if they were your boyfriend's shirts, but they're not. You don't even have a boyf...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Insomnia Derails a Train on a Quiet Night

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  It's funny how I never really noticed how lonely a train's whistle can sound as it blows so long and lonely so far off in the distance. It's the saddest sound in the world And as I lay here as I do on many nights, insomniac that I am, I can't help but feel drawn to tha...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Pretty Lies

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  I will not show pain Or any other human weakness I will not thell the truth I will tell pretty lies So that the public May never know the Pain that countless millions have suffered the Hell That I've been through trying so desperately to hold on and endure But one of theses days ...
• Opinion > Social Issues / Civics
  Perfect Little Robots

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  I am a perfect little robot. I have perfect little eyes and a perfect little nose and a perfect little mouth set in a perfect little smile that I keep even when my perfect little eyes get perfectly wet. I have perfect hair, perfect clothes, and a perfect little voice that says perfect little things,...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Bad News

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  Can't breathe choke on fear Are they serious? No way to be sure Don't feel. If you pretend it doesn't hurt maybe it won't. When that doesn't work hold on to the pain Cling to it like your firstborn child I'd rather be in pain than empty. Hear no evil...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Seven Years of Bad Luck

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  Broken mirror cracked shattered little fragments shards fall to the ground tinkling and twinkling small but dangerous. I am distorted broken into pieces destroyed. I will never be whole again....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Story of a girl

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  Once ther was a girl. She had lots of friends good grades Her teachers said she would achieve her goals one day She wrote books and stories and poetry She was a good listener and gave good advice She didn't take any crap from haters She was insecure She didn't cry in public, but a...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  No Face

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL

  I have no face. There are eyes and a nose and a mouth eyebrows and eyelashes freckles but I still don't have a face I walk the halls in exile. People smile and laugh but not to me though sometimes at me. Sometimes I wonder if I just up and dissappeared whether anyone would notice ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Death Walk

  

  By Icy96, town, IL

  You step out of the classroom and see them waiting for you across the hall prowling like cheetahs watching waiting for the kill. They prey on weakness on differentness on individuality on pain. And when they see you're most vulnerable, they attack. Whoever said words can't hur...
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  Up There

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL
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  Evil Squirrel

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL
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  Midnight Sun

  

  By Icy96, Romeoville, IL