Grace Mohn : Writing

Drunkie

Drunkie

A Poem by Grace Mohn


I hate my mother
cant do this alone

cant do this alone

A Poem by Grace Mohn


I need help..but no one offers.. why should they? ive hurt everyone close to me so i could have space... but.. this space... its dark. and scary.. not..
Robert.

Robert.

A Poem by Grace Mohn


love me.. pleasei dont wanna live without you.. whatever..ill just try to die one more time..its better than seeing you with her..mabye ill finally b..
mirror

mirror

A Poem by Grace Mohn


Shut up!Your words hurt...Ill smash you to bits!my reflection brings me to tears..i hate how i look..i wanna be your type of girl..NOTICE ME!ill starv..
what is beauty?

what is beauty?

A Poem by Grace Mohn


there she is,skin and bones. wanting to be someones idea of perfect. they call her fat, they call her gross, but would they stop if they knew her secr..
I hate you

I hate you

A Poem by Grace Mohn


Roses are redviolets are blueI've never met anyoneas cold as you..Eyes full of hateI stare through your wallI tremble with angerI hate your all.Can't ..
Monsters

Monsters

A Poem by Grace Mohn


I am masked.as is everyone.. aren't they?dancing the jig that fools everyone.we are all animals in suits and gowns...pretending to be what we are not...
who am I?

who am I?

A Poem by Grace Mohn


I dont know who i am anymore..dateing boys not my age.. (16+)dressing like a w***e..acting cheap and unclassy...Crying everytime i look in the mirror...
Hate me

Hate me

A Poem by Grace Mohn


How i felt today