Britt Worth : Writing

Scars

Scars

A Story by Britt Worth


When I was younger, I never imagined my body to look the way it does now. Rather, I remember telling myself that I would be thinner, I would be pretti..
The Room

The Room

A Poem by Britt Worth


How much longer can I walk this road alone?You told me you would follow, but I guess I should’ve knownYou were only there to push me, deep in a ..
In The Moment

In The Moment

A Story by Britt Worth


Exposed.Contaminated.Filthy.I can’t get my skin to stop crawling from the touch of your hands.Hide.I must hide away from the view of the world b..
Call Me Home

Call Me Home

A Story by Britt Worth


I told myself that it would get better; that he loved me; that the good outweighed the bad inside of him. Going up to his door, I prayed that today ..
The Final Battle

The Final Battle

A Story by Britt Worth


I am dressed in pink with my hair wavy and my make-up fixed up but the tears are dissolving all of it. The darkness has gripped my heart again and I k..