Harriet Maguire
Harriet Maguire
Dec 13, 2013

White horses.
Couldn't drag me away.
Not with all the green snakes they have.
Lurking in their bellies.
No written word or painted scene.
No Who.
Or Stone.
Or Radiohead.
Can save me from this madness.

Depression

Nix Townsend
Nix Townsend
May 16, 2011

A fools heart
Or a wise man's brain?
This will surely drive me insane

Emma Townsend
Jul 8, 2011

Childhood gave you to me in the form of best friend.
Adolescence made our chemistry collide and rebound.
Now on the verge of adulthood you are taken from me.
All that remains is the unrequited possibility.
Unspoken and unforgotten are those almost memories.

Nix Townsend
Nix Townsend
Apr 7, 2011

The words I said I didn't mean.
Angry, agony swell up in me.
Overwhelming pain drowns me.
You're gone.
There is no forever.
I become lost, broken but alive.
Life is now a strange sensation.
What is life without love?

Nix Townsend
Nix Townsend
Apr 7, 2011

Walking a little bit sideways
While on the wrong side of the road
several weeks flow into days
and every prince is just a toad
though the nothings are a something
'cause the world is viewed through eyes
of a vocalist that cannot sing
and fancy men without a tie
cause suicide is just another way to die

I spoke, you watched my lips move, but you never really listened.
You heard the words that left my mouth but you didn't take the time to understand them
You saw the sadness in my eyes, the tears that welled in them. But you were too busy tending your own worries.
You felt the hurt in the way I spoke but you ignored it. Making me feel worse.
You never knew who I was. You'd already decided. I walked away from you and you let me because you didn't care enough to make me stay.

CUTTING THE TIES THAT BIND
So I cut myself with a knife
just to see if I can still feel anything in this pathetic life
But I feel nothing at all
as I watch my crimson blood fall
I score my skin, deeper and deeper, push the knife in
nothing..... not even a sting...absolutely nothing
I frantically seek a virginal place I can carve, cut away my hate
self loathing, disgust, as I look at myself, what a fucking state
Waiting to faint, as my blood seeps and escapes
but as if mocking me, I have to wait
relief comes at a price, a deadly cost
and reminds me of all that i've lost
tired and sleepy, waiting for death to collect me
I've planned for no one to save me, finally be free
one last slice, just to ensure
deep across artery, my blood pumps no more

My Journey Through Madness
Bryan J Townsend
Bryan J Townsend
Oct 24      Oct 26

Intensely

magnificent
intelligent
seductive
sarcastic

young
odd
u

#i   #you   #miss   #imissyou   #intensely  

I miss your fingers
intwined
inmine

long
        skinn-y
                     perfect

Bryan J Townsend
Bryan J Townsend
Oct 26      Oct 28

wishing,
willing,
loving,
needing,
My heart wishing you, willing too.
you loving me, needing thee.

#you   #wishing   #loving   #needing   #willing   #myheart  
 
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