Chelsea’s Chaos & Captured Cracks
Words I Bleed
In shadows I weave, where dreams softly bleed,
My lens catches cracks that no one else sees.
A heart torn apart, yet still it beats low,
Painting my pain where broken things grow.
My lens catches cracks that no one else sees.
A heart torn apart, yet still it beats low,
Painting my pain where broken things grow.
Snapshots of Shatter
His laugh, before fists flew.
Lily’s smile, before it cracked.
Rain, whispering her ghost.
Torn boots by the door—his last fight.
Her shadow in the rain, fading fast.
A tattooed wrist, my first defiance.
Broken lens, my blurred truth.
Candlelight, my only warmth.
Letter I burned, but never forgot.
Me, before I broke—click carefully.
Torn Pages
Age 10, July 3rd, 1:17 AM
Rain screams louder than I can.
Her pendant’s cold against my chest.
Was I ever enough?
Rain screams louder than I can.
Her pendant’s cold against my chest.
Was I ever enough?
Age 11, March 15th, 9:00 PM
She promised forever—lied through her teeth.
I hid under the bed when he shouted.
The daisy fell apart in my hands.
She promised forever—lied through her teeth.
I hid under the bed when he shouted.
The daisy fell apart in my hands.
Age 12, June 22nd, Midnight
Football cracked the window tonight.
His rage is louder than hers ever was.
I’m invisible, but it still hurts.
Football cracked the window tonight.
His rage is louder than hers ever was.
I’m invisible, but it still hurts.
Age 13, Sept 10th, 3:17 PM
First tattoo, first scream—mine, not his.
Ink bleeds where love never did.
Dad didn’t notice. No one does.
First tattoo, first scream—mine, not his.
Ink bleeds where love never did.
Dad didn’t notice. No one does.
Age 14, Dec 5th, 2:00 AM
Mirror broke—hated her eyes in mine.
Shards cut, but they don’t cry.
I’m not her, but I’m not me either.
Mirror broke—hated her eyes in mine.
Shards cut, but they don’t cry.
I’m not her, but I’m not me either.
Age 15, April 18th, 11:11 PM
Photo torn—she’s gone, but I’m not.
My lens caught her shadow, not her soul.
I’m still chasing her ghost.
Photo torn—she’s gone, but I’m not.
My lens caught her shadow, not her soul.
I’m still chasing her ghost.
Age 16, July 7th, 4:00 AM
Raindrop on my cheek—my only friend.
It hides the tears I can’t stop.
Why does it feel like drowning?
Raindrop on my cheek—my only friend.
It hides the tears I can’t stop.
Why does it feel like drowning?
Age 17, Oct 30th, 10:00 PM
Clock stopped at 3:17—when she left.
Time’s a liar, just like her.
I’m stuck, but I keep writing.
Clock stopped at 3:17—when she left.
Time’s a liar, just like her.
I’m stuck, but I keep writing.
Age 18, March 22nd, Midnight
Saw her in the crowd—perfect, untouchable.
I hate how much I want to be her.
My lens broke tonight.
Saw her in the crowd—perfect, untouchable.
I hate how much I want to be her.
My lens broke tonight.
Age 19, May 12th, 1:00 AM
Candle burned out, like my hope.
I lit it for her, but she’s gone.
Darkness feels safer now.
Candle burned out, like my hope.
I lit it for her, but she’s gone.
Darkness feels safer now.
Age 20, Aug 9th, 3:00 AM
Letter I wrote—never sent.
Words choke me, but they’re all I have.
She’ll never read them.
Letter I wrote—never sent.
Words choke me, but they’re all I have.
She’ll never read them.
Age 21, Nov 11th, 11:11 PM
Key to a home I can’t find.
It’s rusted, like my heart.
I carry it anyway.
Key to a home I can’t find.
It’s rusted, like my heart.
I carry it anyway.
Age 22, Feb 14th, 2:00 AM
Love tried to bloom—withered fast.
Her laughter cut deeper than knives.
I’m better alone.
Love tried to bloom—withered fast.
Her laughter cut deeper than knives.
I’m better alone.
Age 23, April 20th, 5:00 PM
Rebellion tastes like ink and steel.
I fought back—lost everything.
Worth it, just to feel alive.
Rebellion tastes like ink and steel.
I fought back—lost everything.
Worth it, just to feel alive.
Age 24, June 25th, 3:17 AM
Shame hides in my shadows.
I’m not her, but I’m not enough.
My lens sees what I can’t.
Shame hides in my shadows.
I’m not her, but I’m not enough.
My lens sees what I can’t.
Age 25, Sept 1st, Midnight
Lens steady now—capturing my light.
Her ghost fades, but I’m still here.
I’m enough, sometimes.
Lens steady now—capturing my light.
Her ghost fades, but I’m still here.
I’m enough, sometimes.
Age 25, Oct 10th, 4:00 AM
Rain washed her away, but I’m soaked.
Each drop’s a memory I can’t shake.
I’m learning to swim.
Rain washed her away, but I’m soaked.
Each drop’s a memory I can’t shake.
I’m learning to swim.
Age 25, Nov 5th, 8:00 PM
Dance in the dark—my rebellion.
No one watches, but I’m free.
My heart beats louder now.
Dance in the dark—my rebellion.
No one watches, but I’m free.
My heart beats louder now.
Age 25, Dec 12th, 1:00 AM
Loss carved me, but I’m not hollow.
Every scar’s a story I own.
I’m writing my own ending.
Loss carved me, but I’m not hollow.
Every scar’s a story I own.
I’m writing my own ending.
Age 25, Dec 31st, 11:59 PM
Hope sparks in the ashes.
Through shattered glass, I see me.
I’m not broken—just bent.
Hope sparks in the ashes.
Through shattered glass, I see me.
I’m not broken—just bent.