Why do I feel that
I'll regret what I'm saying
When I text people
Why do I feel like
Every decision is the
Most important one
Why do I still feel
Backed into a corner when
Someone shouts at me
Why do I feel that
Absolute compulsion to
Run away from here
Why is it that I
Just can't seem to make my mind
Function like others'
she has a nose piercing
and those green eyes.
i'll never forget how they shake uncontrollably
the sound of her voice has
my stomach lifted by the tornado in my head
and all i can do is
stutter and blush.
like those green eyes
Cry me a million tears
To subdue all this pain I've been feeling
Cut me a piece of your skin
To cover up a heart inflicted with wounds
With the sky above as our witness, you told me
"Hold on and never let go, love"
"Never let go, love, never let go love?"
I'm left here looking for inconsistencies
You grappled my heart until it incinerated
Waiting for a piece of me, to come crawling back to you
Indeed I did, as foolish as they come
Holding on to the hope of a happy ever after
The moonlight is as dark as it may be
As I reminisce the days I was scattered on the floor
I can't help but laugh
At how, I was once dumb enough to cry out your name.
She gets drunk on the brink of eternity and lies in wait to become the legend she doesn’t believe she has the ability to become.
But destiny is a fickle thing and it does not care that the only violent thing in her past was a rabid dog that wandered across her path one evening.
Her mother will faint at the sight of her daughters soon to be bloodied knuckles but her father will cheer. They both knew they had raised a fighter, her mother just wished she didn't have to hurt herself doing it.
She gets high at the edge of the abyss and as she looks into it she falls inside. As she topples, head over heels to make a history of the likes that is unprecedented. A history she had no idea she was capable of making.
(She’s just a girl.)
(She’s only a girl.)
She’s a fucking god.
Never thought of
Because no one loves
Cloud hung aloft
No masking pain
With trinkets bought
Basking in hollow shadows
Due to tiresome battles
Shaken not stirred
Listen to the rattle
Sight has been blurred
Once ahead of the curve
Sitting melancholy on the curb