suffocated in the grip of the unshakeable hands of sorrow and guilt
devoured by the mouth of depression
devoured by the mouth of depression and ****** into a pit in the stomach of despair
there's something familiar in the pain i try so hard to escape
my pain mimics me, deep down I fear its too late
Apr 9, 2021
Apr 9, 2021 at 12:07 AM UTC
what if
what if i never fall in love
what if i never watch the sunrise with someone more beautiful than the view
what if my parents never love me
what if i fail uni
what if no one falls in love with me
what if i never love myself
what if i never wake up next to someone i love
what if i never look in the mirror and see someone who deserves love
what if
picture this
picture waking up on your darkest morning to your kids crying and knowing in that moment you’re on earth for a reason
picture a first date with a beautiful woman
picture your future wife agreeing to marry you
picture looking yourself in the mirror and being proud of the man you see
picture watching the sunset alone because you’re comfortable enough in yourself that you don’t need company
picture looking back at nights like these and being glad your kids have more nurturing parents
picture this
Apr 9, 2021
Apr 9, 2021 at 12:01 AM UTC
i don’t know if it’s love or i’m just misguided
i don’t know if it’s love, i have not yet decided
although she keeps me dry in the heaviest of rain
although her soft words help to keep me sane
loving her brings me so much pain
loving her hurts when she doesn’t feel the same
maybe she’ll never love me the i way i do
maybe i’m not enough for her to love me too
she tells me every day how she truly feels
maybe one day her words will sound real
i don’t know if it’s love or i’m just misguided
i don’t know if it’s love, i have not decided
Nov 16, 2020
Nov 16, 2020 at 3:15 PM UTC
im not sure how to put this into words
i really wish i could tell you but it really ******* hurts
even if i could im not sure what id say
how do you tell someone that you're not okay
i wish it would go back
just like it was before
how do you tell the people that gave you life
that you don't want it no more
May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 5:10 AM UTC
Beauty doesn't only come in one shape and size,
Whether the clothes she wears or the twinkle in her eyes,
Whether the stars in the sky or a shell in the sand
Beauty is better left untouched by man.
The girl I'm talking about this earth does not deserve
I wish to be part of her life but all I can do is observe.
Whether or not we agree on the beauty that is seen,
For me it's clear how great a lover she has been.
Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 11:53 PM UTC