Everything Is Falling Apart.If I'm gone don't, don't look for me. I'm probably in a better place. Don't wake me, my dreams are probably better than reality. I'm lost at sea on a raft that's barely floating, drifting into unknown territory.
ToxicityYou kiss me to draw the words from my mouthOh whut a sweet sin this taste is.If I slit my wrists would I bleed out red?If I died right here,Would you love me instead?
Lonely RainAs liquid drops form on everything,I look around,The whole world becomes anew,I can feel the darkness being washed from me,Slipping away drop by drop,Slowly,In this lonely rain,
A LetterIt's been a while since we've spoken; eleven months maybe? The days seem to go by, the seasons change, but it still doesn't feel the same. I'm getting better slowly, it doesn't hurt as much as it used to but I still find myself crying at night. There's someone new in my life; he's amazing, but I still feel my heart ache for something I can't have. Death is sadistic thing. It haunts you until you can't take it anymore and drains your life of happiness. Maybe in eleven more months I'll be okay again.
LostI wish I could find myself at the bottom of an empty bottle,Or the pack of cigarettes lying next to me,But it doesn't feel right without you,Nothing could ever stop this pain spreading from my chest,An ache from the deepest depths of my splintered soul,Part of me left with you,But who am I now?
Trapped TruthThe truth is, I can’t get close to anyone because I know no one will ever truly understand me. No one will take the time to understand my demons. Talk to my monsters. Soothe my raging beasts. I’m alone in my darkness and I always will be. Trapped forever and no one will ever love me.
Maybe One DayThere once was a girl, a girl and her best friend. She was madly in love with him and he never knew. It was better that way. Her, silently dying inside. Him, obliviously in love with a sin. She forced herself every day to remember that he could never love her like she did him. He remained in the dark about her love until the very end. Every sin ends one day, she wanted it to come so badly, but at the same time she didn’t. Two hearts, both intertwined, both torn. Two sides of a broken piece that one day may fit together to form a new one. Only time would tell.
I Need YouI hear your voice in the distance,But it's too far away,All I can see is darkness,All I can feel is numb,Just the intake of breath is difficult,And with each step I get nowhere,I’m lost within the darkness of my soul,Where are you when I need you most,I hear you,But with each word you’re farther away,Don’t leave me here,I can’t do this on my own,I’m fading away slowly,Please save me,Soon everything I am will be gone.
You Are Everything To MeThis is my one true moment of weakness,I'm completely vulnerable,My heart is exposed,I've been trying to tell you how I've felt,But the words just would never leave my mouth,You make the darkness I live in brighter,Your smile lights my way,Your laugh shows the path,your voice guides me through,When I'm with you,This hopeless life I lead is given meaning,I'm risking my feelings,My heart,My everything,Because you make me feel like this life is worth living,There's no one else like you,No one even compares to you,Who you are.Is the person I love,No matter the changes,Nor the time,I've always wanted you to know that,But the words would never come out.
wands up your face had many names, each one a ring in the tree of your life; a paragon in the arts, a kind voice in the wind you were the lighthouse in the fog, the booming presence from above, the firework display in Germany, and the wizard who struck Muggle gold in the hearts of millions; the laughter in your halls will cease to be mo
I am a writer.And I don't even careif the world hears my story.All I want to dois put my ink to paperand stain the white with all the thingsyou said to meand watch the paper blackenuntil you can't see the lines,because I am a writer.And I always carry my penso I can stain the world with my storiesthe way you stained me.I'll see you in the pages.
I Ship UsI can not measure our lovein words, but in how tightwe hug when we finallysee each other again. Thereis starshine in your smileand I could swear that youare Aurora, wreathed inbeauty, but with less sleepingand more ass-kicking.You are kind and selfless,a true paragon of loveand a goddess of all thingsgood. where most have blood,you have eternal love.all the light in the worldis simply not enoughto express the lightyour friendship andlove bring to me.Passion and excitementexude from everythingthat you do and you pouryour heart into; everything youmake, everything you touch.When we first met, there wasn'ta doubt in my mind that Ihad found one of my soulmates,someone who could laughover puns and obsess overpokemon, someone who wouldn'tjudge me on anything I'd done.A kind soul that is therefor all to see. One that hasbeen scarred and one Iwish to protect. Everythingyou do becomes bettersimply by your being there.You are the reason I believein friends b
Love Is BlindWhy do you still want him after everything that he did..You offered him your heart, body and soul,and he damaged your soul and threw your heart like it was nothing,he took the body and after he was done he threw it away it, too.So, why do you still dream of him..why want someone like him..?
ace of spades1. i come out wrong.well, no, sorry.i come out loudly. i tell my friendsalmost immediately, beforethe puzzle is even halfway complete.i tell them that given the opportunityand the consent i would probablyfuck the waitress that waved at usas we walked in. but the wordsaren’t as true as i want them to be,mostly because i don’t want to fuck her,i want to hold her hand.i want to be the one that gets to hug herfrom behind and kiss her cheek when she’s sad.i wanna know if she’s afraid ofthunderstorms, i wanna know if shebuilds blanket forts, i wanna knowher stance on eskimo kisses and if shewould let someone like me beher little spoon.but there’s not a word for that,so i say fuck when really i mean cuddle,and i come out wrong.2. when he kisses me, i trymy hardest to think about fireworks,but inside me there’s nothingbut a clock ticking in my head,counting the seconds untili can be not kissing him anymore. i pull backbecause my
Midnight SkiesWild blue in your eerie eyesis flickering like midnight skies,it makes me mad, it makes me achefor something more than a random heartache.And your heart is timid like a small, untamed foxburied deep in the ground in a black onyx box.I want it bad, I want it now,like a chaotic emerald necklace, someday, somehow.You're everything and more, a misty shadow and a morning glow,a furious fire and an icy snow,a kingdom of gold and a crumbling throne.
GayI am gay.I'm not a disease, I'm not a problemI'm not an afflictionI don't need treatment.I don't need helpI'm not sickI'm not confusedI'm not a sin.I am gay.I'm your daughterYour sisterYour friendYour co workerYour classmateYour acquaintanceA complete strangerI am gay.I need love, just like youI need smilesI need supportI need a hugI need a friendI need a familyI need acceptanceI need understandingI need youI am gay.I know what love isI know what pain isI know what hate isI know what life isI am gay.And I need you to love meThe same way you loved me before you knewI am gay.And I have experienced hateFrom more people than just youI am gay.And I wont change.I wont give up.I wont back down.I wont pretend.I wont lie.I wont deny.I wont hide.I wont hurt.I am gay.And that's okay.
HetaliaxDepressed!Reader:Self-Inflicted AchromaticHetalia x Scary! Depressed! Reader: Self-Inflicted AchromaticI want to be a person just like you, don't you see?I want to be a person who is still being "me"A tired sigh escaped your lips. You were just so damn tired. The other countries said that you, (f/n) or (c/n), was scarier than Russia himself. But of course, you have lived 2500 years with wars and bloodshed always trailing after you. You just really want to be happy. But all those wars and blood imprinted on your mind, you really just released off a dark (a/c) aura and a stoic atmosphere.It really would be nice but I'm paying a price'Cause I'd really, not be me and that would not sufficeYou asked yourself, "I know my face doesn't show my pain. But isn't it obvious in my eyes? I'm lonely and hurt" You rubbed your numb (s/c) wrist, yesterday's cuts still had a colorless ache to it. You picked your silver knife, twirling it around watching the others argue. The said knife is the one you also use to cut yourself.A dream which
speak up before it's too lateit saddens me deeplyhow the differencebetween making your lifeand taking your lifeis a single letterremember the importanceof words-speak up before it's too late
ChokeDarkness closes around me,Shutting off the air,My lungs scream in fear,My fingers grope for air,As my vision fades,I see you reaching for me,I try to reach out,But the life leaves my body....