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Tuesday December 1, 2009

Poem/Artistic Stories

  • At Night

    Tuesday, April 29, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Hey Everyone,
    Its been awhile since i've posted a poem and i thought i'd come and post one for you all,
    sorry it still isnt a happy poem. I also apologise if this poem hurts or upsets anyone that isnt the intention.
    Luvya All,
    Becka
    xoxox
    At Night!!!!
    Midnight, Pitch black, lying in bed,
    Listening to thoughts that crowd my head
    Not knowing when they’ll stop,
    Or if they’ll kill me or n...









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  • part of my stroy i wrote last nite

    Friday, May 9, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    waking up in a different room wasn't anything new. i had been drinkin way to much once again, now i had to find my way home like normal. my parents would guess that i wouldnt be home last night.
    so as i stumble out of the unknowen house, i wondered where the hell i was and what had happen last night. I was still a virgin as far as i could tell. i sort of walk, sort of stumble on the road and n...

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  • chapter 1

    Sunday, May 11, 2008

    Chapter 1 
    Waking up in a different room wasn't anything new. I had been drinking way too much once again, now I had to find my way home like normal. My parents would guess that I wouldn’t be home last night. 
    So as I stumble out of the unknown house, I wondered where the hell I was and what had happen last night. I was still a virgin as far as I could tell. I sort of walk, sort...

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  • i learned

    Thursday, May 22, 2008

    i learned to smile even when i wanted to cry.i learned not to make a sound as tears roled down my check.i had to act like everything was fine even though she just beat me .if i wasnt convencing another beating was the prize. i stop crying ouy loud when she beat me,i refused to give her the satifaction of hearing me cry.i havent cryed out loud since i was 7.      &nbs...

    6 Recommendations

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  • Why does love have to hurt??

    Thursday, September 4, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Why is love so hard to bear,
    When it hurts so much that you care,
    When they hurt you so bad that you wanna die,
    and yet somedays you feel as if you could fly,
    Right up to the sky safe in their arms,
    How easily you succum to their charms,
    Why does something so good have to hurt,
    Sometimes it feels like they're only after whats under your skirt.
    Why does love have to hurt?
    When you're happy everythi...








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  • Everybody needs something to live for.

    Friday, December 5, 2008 | A Poem/Artistic story

    My son is singing this in his school play and i thought it was very beautiful.
    Everybody needs something to live for
    Everybody has something to give
    For each one of us there is a reason
    A special reason to live
    So hold your head way up high
    For God has given you wings to fly
    Dont hide your light but let it shine
    Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine
    At this season let joy be among you
    At this season let...









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  • To whom it may concern

    Monday, January 12, 2009

        
    MY JOURNEY
    I was a beautiful flower born unto this earth amongest the posionous plants and weeds.
    They taught me some good but mostly about pain, hurt and disappointments.
    As I grew my pedals fell off one by one, finding out those you thought were your world 
    were just as scared and confused as you were.
    They forced their sins on you forgetting you were just a little flow...





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    10 Comments

  • Why

    Monday, June 1, 2009

    Why
    I need a hand to hold
    To hold me from the ledge
    of all this craziness.
    Why all the rain?
    Why all this pain?
    Why all these tears?
    If you can walk on water
    the put the pieces of
    my heart back together.
    I need sanity, I need Joy
    I need love! Why are
    You hiding from me?
    I know the darkest part
    is right before the dawn
    I know you  have my back.
    This thread I'm holding onto
    will soon break.  So here
    I...

















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    5 Comments

  • Warped & Twisted

    Thursday, June 11, 2009 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Harsh words & violent blows
    Hidden secrets nobody knows
    Eyes are open, hands are fisted
    Deep inside I'm warped & twisted
    So many tricks & so many lies
    Too many whens & too many whys
    Nobody's special, nobody's gifted
    I'm just me, warped & twisted
    Sleeping awake & choking on a dream
    Listening loudly to a silent scream
    Call my mind, the number's unlisted
    Lost in some...










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