Still Into YouWhy am I still so hung up on you ?! It's been 9 months 8 days ...The clock chimes midnight Another day has passed.Another day of nothingness,Another day without you. I still think about you, They'll tell me I'm stupid and I should get over it , but I can'tI no longer sleep at night. Too busyThinking, Wishing,Analysing Everything,Every conversation, Smile, Touch,Looking desperately for a deeper meaning,A deeper title than 'just friends' as you repeatedly called us.I do wonder.. What's it like from your perspective ? I pass your workplace everyday Looking in With hopeThat maybe you'll look up and notice meThat I'll s
One or the OtherEither I'mStarting toHate youOr my lonelinessHas found its voiceAnd it keensAll night long
Dead and Drowned.I feel so empty.Like there's nothing left to do.I'll be gone before I'm twenty. It's not fake, it's all true.I'm afraid I might fall.Leaving this hell of a life.It's like climbing a never ending wall.I hope it's better in the afterlife.I try to do things the right way.but seems like I just fail.Last breath and I'm calling out mayday.Can someone please end this awful fairy tale?Bruises might fade. But scars will remain.I'm being followed by a shade.Slowly turning insane.I wish I could be cold.With no fucks to give.But I guess feelings can't be sold.So I just have to forgive.I guess everything has an end.Some words are
What I Want.No tears, will be here.Found a broken heart in you;Your words in my head.We feel likewise dear.Perfect footsteps as you walk,and the things you said.I struggle and fear,As my vision tunnels; fades.Our past is so dead.I said, what I said,And you should know what I mean.This feeds my anger.Sharp gaze like a spear,I’d fall forever for you,If time could just mend.
The Abuserhi, there! i'm casting off all my bluesy, blowsy layers untangling the threads of what shouldn't have stayed stitching the best bits back together again forever and again i shall be the one you want (this is heaven, i think i wouldn't know but he says it is, so...)i am designed to please once i get past what i was created, now, to be you need a towering paragon of strength, of love, of virtue i can give all that and more for you won't take the other you won't take my other self forget her (you taste like diamonds darling of mine sharp and beautiful)come, love bring me back again, please? when you to
LiesWhy has reality been hidden from me my entire life?Why didn't you tell me that it wasn't right from the beginning?I'm not stupid. You forced me to grow into an adult as a ten year old, forced me to take the responsibilities of your crimes.I am the one whose shoulder you always lean on, the ear to whisper everything in.A person who must always agree with you, without any own opinions.I guess it was my fault, really.I could've said no from the very start.But I was weak.I was too weak to find out the cold and bitter reality you've hidden from me since I was born.You lied to me.You said everything was okay, that we would make it through.We did, but you never thought of me in the process.Thought I could take it, because I was considered an adult when I really was a child.A screaming child.Crying.Unknowing.Sobbing.A person whose childhood is gone since long. You took my life away from me.Made me accept all your lies and comforting words in the
This is How it FeelsConfined.Restrained.Unaligned.Reclaimed.Tomorrow.Goodbye.Sorrow.Nearby.Stand.You.Strand.You.Fading.Anyway.Maybe.On your way.Move.Return.Groove.Concern.Forward.Like.Toward.Psych.Embrace.Left.Face.Theft.Fall.Off.All.Soft.Best.Ways.Chest.Days.Increase.Expand.Cease.Out of hand.Much.Away.Such.Stay.Go.Favor.Joe.Savored.---Our time is confined,our actions restrained.Three months unaligneduntil we're reclaimed.School's out tomorrowWhere we'll say goodbye.I'll meet with my sorrow,not having you nearby.I can barely stand the weekends without seeing you.School's my only strandof time I CAN
True FriendshipAm I a true friend?For telling you what is wrong or right,For giving you a small insight,For telling it's wrong to bite?Am I a true friend?For giving you so much false hope,For praying that you could cope,For hoping that you could bear this load.What is a true friend?Someone you can tell your lies,Someone you can share with pride,Someone that is by your side?Why be a true friend?To be that one that could find some fame,Being with someone to share the blame,To have some place that you could aim?There's no such thing as a true friend.No one is a true friend,Because true friendship is indefinable.If you call me a true friend,So be it.If you want to be close to me,So be it.But if you're looking for a true friend,you better look somewhere near the lee.Because your true friend,Sure as hell isn't me.
Mississippi and Friday NightsIt is a cloudy Friday night during the fall The full blast of autumn chill is in the airAs one goes by a Mississippi town, both large and smallOne could tell that the smell of two cross-town rivals is thereThe townspeople can sense when The Big Day comes 'roundThey close their stores for their evening in their townThe smell of cooked hamburgers, the aroma of hot dogs capture the sensesBut all the action, one hour from now,was about to take place beyond the stadium's fencesWithin the walls of the field house stood the visiting team, cleats clomping on the floorThe four school buses that took them there stood parked right near the f
The LetterThe LetterA creature,A fiend,not of Earth, not of Heaven, not of Hell.The Letter is a creature born from the darkness of the tortured mind.Conceived out of insecurities and bred through madness and depression.The worst part, there is no cure for it. There will always be a letter.Nothing can stop it, not even Jesus himself.
Broken HeartsI swore my heartand you took it out,I thought I loved youbut was it true?I cannot run,I cannot cry,I will not even try.You said somethingthat broke my heartand put me in the dark.I write with an armthat has been harmedby a dreadful curse,that will not heal but get worse.I hurt myself in the midst of hell,I hide away in my shell.My dreams are haunted by your face,My heart was put in a broken case.
FrostbitePress your lipsagainst mine,And breathe outcold winter winds,Your fingers touchthe side of my face and the bottom of my heart,Freezing meover like the stream yonderwhen the snow falls down,Wrap your cold, dead armsaround me,And never let go,Because you are all I have,And all I will ever have,For I feel no pull from 'em gals yonder,Only a slight flick o' my compasspointing to 'em others,Whom would never have me,So I plead ya stay,With memy dearLady Loneliness.
Let me be meEvery time that a voice calls outSomething inside me breaks.I try hard not to turn aroundBecause I know they’re fake.Their whispers, jokes, and painful liesJust never will abate.My hands are tied behind my back.I never will escape.They will always laugh at herCuz she’s always alone.Every day at 3 o’clock, sheStruggles her way home.Her fosters all rejected her,The streets she starts to roam.And still they laugh at nothing,At the soil from which she’s grown.They call this one boy stupid,But really, he’s just lost.He’ll never pass a history testWith facts that he forgot.He fights the figh
Me or You“Me or You”Your head got too big,and your heart too small. Ego dancing a jig, as rationality falls.Who done it? you question, with watery eyes— Who done it?Me. That was your answer. Me. Not…yourself, but me.Your head swollen with perception, convection…heat…a whole lot of misconception, and dreams you just can’t beat.Like the whispers of the willows, one day the realization will sink through, that the reason our relationship failed…wasn't me.It was you.
Flutter shy and rainbow dashYea when I was little I whole which my little pony so I found this pic and I like it so all the credit goes to the person who draw this