About starchild

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please know that there is always hope <3

*Thank you ElizabethBlack for being an amazing person and letting me see clarity, I'm eternally grateful for that and you*. <3.

Name:
Starchild
Sex:
Female 
Relationship Status:
Single
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standing up for in causes I believe in, and writing here allows me to be most personal. A huge thank you for those who continually support my efforts. I'm eternally grateful for your support in If you are suffering, please look for support in your area, or online. There are places you can call or even chat- RAINN which I've linked below
Favorite Movies:
Of Mice and Men ('92), Amadeus, The Accused, Colombiana, Moana, Kill Bill 1 and 2, movies with justice served
Favourite TV Shows:
Queen of the South, Million Dollar Listing NY, Law and Order SVU, Cook's Country, America's Test Kitchen and many others :D (ke)
Favorite Music:
Melanie Martinez, Tech N9ne, Hopsin, Beyonce, Britney, Etta James, Edith Piaf and many others
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06 Apr 2014
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27 Jul 2017
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Stories Published By starchild All Stories »

Primordial Scream

Tick tock, tick tock goes the clock. A child who has no voice from screaming internally, Not knowing what is happening, but her soul knows it's not right. Hoarse and silent she grew over the years, invisible, unknown.   Little brown-skinned angel with no halo, surviving the lie. Dressed inappropriately at a young age, no seven year old should be sexualized. Primordial screams...

Added 22 Jul 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 69 | 2 Comments

Dear Miss Violet

Hello, dear Miss Violet! So good to see you again. Sadly you shall go and not return home. Everyone in town has had enough of your garbage, Miss V. You've been naughty and mean for the last time, you see?   Just grab my hands, and we'll go on a long, chatty walk. Take a look around, for this is the last time for this view. Your life is mine now, and I'm taking it for my pleasure. ...

Added 18 Jul 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 62 | 2 Comments

Concrete Angel

Once I was a sweet girl, as precious as a rose. Someone squeezed my soul. Born an innocent angel, My squirrel face became most beautiful.   Mother hurt me for so long, Would punish me harder for spite. Unforgivable acts and cruelty you have placed upon me, I took everything like a good girl.   The punishments got worse as I got older, I had no one to protect me from you since birth....

Added 29 Jun 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 212 | 6 Comments

Gravedigger

Dig, dig, dig until I can't dig no more,  My hands are starting to throb. The fecund earth smell fills my nostrils. I've got blisters bleeding on my hands.   My back hurts, and I'm sweating but there is only one grave I've got to dig. The scent of pine is strong, but my weary arms dig deeper. Sipping water from my old, green canteen, I keep going.   My t-shirt is sweaty, and I wipe...

Added 05 Jun 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 198 | 2 Comments

Teddy Bear

I hold him tightly at night, The moon shines brightly. Tears touch my pillow, I have a secret, but it's killing me.   Only Teddy knows and sees, The bruises under my tee. He's missing an eye, but I love him the most. Mama doesn't know that Daddy hurts me.   Every night I pray for help, Asking God to help Daddy, or if I could run away. Please make him stop hurting me. Only...

Added 08 May 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 202 | 4 Comments

Dear Mr. President

I cannot send this message to you. I was going to write to President Obama, and I forgot to. I wanted to write on my behalf for help. I cannot do that now. You like to grab women; you have no respect for them. We must protect all children from harm and give them all the tools we can. We must raise them with self-esteem and to use their voices. They won't speak up for themselves or others...

Added 21 Apr 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 267 | 3 Comments

To The Man In Blue

My arms became as weary as my body and mind. That shovel I used to dig my own grave has become too heavy. I cowered in pain and hurt and shame, But mainly I put the blame on myself, the victim. I trusted you and beat myself up over and over. I blamed myself, which was worse than what you did. I am innocent, always have been, you hurt me immeasurably. I killed myself metaphorically; I was...

Added 09 Apr 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 6 | Avg Score 4.33 | Views 406 | 7 Comments

He's My Angel

He's my angel from up above, He's all that I need. Most loving eyes look upon me, Filled with unconditional love, I do not falter.   I'm his Christmas kitten, The one he can't get enough of. I long for him and only him. Our hearts beat as one in unison.   He loves and protects me unconditionally, I'm the one that he loves. He's my angel and every day he wraps me in his wings. ...

Added 08 Apr 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 117 | 2 Comments

Lead Feet

Lead feet encased in concrete, One foot must lead the way. My eyes are blindfolded for now, Sewn shut as is my mouth, I can't speak.  My mouth has swallowing on repeat.   I can't move forward one inch, I can't look inside or outside the door. My feet are frozen as my heart pounds. Who am I wrongly protecting? Whom do I blame myself for being human?   What's causing me my...

Added 30 Mar 2017 | Category Musings | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 213 | 6 Comments

Invisible Ink

I have invisible ink tattooed on me. I will no longer keep silent; I now share my secret. I'm a survivor and those who know Without me, saying can tell perfectly.   I don't look for pity, only salvation. I'm no longer ashamed to admit this. Each time I tell someone else, I do not know, I become stronger, with every breath that I take.   I was lost and alone and I lived in my...

Added 24 Mar 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 146 | 7 Comments

Stories Coauthored By starchild

Silent Nightmare part 1

"Benjamin! Dude, how is work going?" Josh Andersen asked as he sat down by Benjamin. Ben hadn't been at the local bar for very long, when his long time friend showed up. He wasn't surprised that he ran into him. Josh talked about a girl that worked there. Ben knew that he would be coming by just to see her. Then Josh would get pissed off when she left with some other guy. "Hard but good,"...

Added 12 Oct 2014 | Category Mystery | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 731 | 3 Comments

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