I've always been the one who gets what i want but never what I need
Underwater with my sunken ship and drunken crew of sailors, silenced beneath the waves
Here on the sand, I wait for you
Swimming through the wreckage and all of my unfix-able mistakes
Just wanna hear those sweet words and watch you give in, drown in my sea
Re-define love on the horizon for all the watching world to be jealous of
Tell me you'll stay forever, wash my body of these sins
Sail to me, love me like I love the sea
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 6:11 PM UTC
I only like boys with no morals
Hanging out with people I hate
Even though I met them 10 minutes ago
Weeds like an extra life in Mario
"Is it the ***** or the taint"
Angry coke addicts
I understand you're scared
I think you're ******
The way my fingers tremble over the beat and forget to listen to my favourite parts
Another one of our goodbyes, a quiet goodnight
It's really hard to always get what you want but never what you need
My actions affect me more than you, don't be selfish
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 2:00 PM UTC
It's too quiet for a Friday night
I am too sober to conquer this
I'm in bed alone before 7pm
It's rare that I ever feel this alone
I am afraid that these silent nights will come more often
I fear the lack of connection more than anything else
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 6:56 PM UTC
She sleeps with a razor blade when she's hungover. She makes a game out of every sad thing. She's not as afraid as she should be but its fine because she's living on the streets.
Not once has she been spotted shedding a tear, or screaming for no good reason. Her fists shake with fury when she can't fall asleep, her lips tremble when she can't decide wether or not to eat.
She has a habit of not choosing just one, a room full of ex lovers. Who would be stupid enough to choose some love and not it all?
She is 16 but has lived many lives and bent her back a million different ways just to try to fit the curriculum of wherever she may be.
She usually sleeps alone at night and struggles to release any pain she is feeling
She watches boys break their knuckles against lockers and other metal things. She causes many problems, has passion for sleeping around and getting into bad things
She struggles to make up her mind, commit to non spontaneous things. Has a a bad reputation and doesn't care about enough of these things
I am 16,
My name is Josephine and I am afraid of dying and not knowing the answer to things
Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 12:49 PM UTC
My whole life people have told me I'm funny and smart and beautiful. My whole I have been told that I will be a nobody without money and a big house and a family of my own. My whole life i have had no control of my own life.
I am doing this for me, I am not doing this for anyone else but me. I am tired of being told what I could be. I am tired of being told what I am not.
I am going to explore my mind, find all the answers. I am going to help my mind grow, take in all that is offered.
I will leave all these sick people behind, take on the world with nothing but my own body.
Not a soul will tell me what to do, I will have complete control. I will take all of my bad habits and throw them away. I am making something of myself on my own terms, all my actions are for my own good. I don't give a **** what any of you say.
Jan 27, 2016
Jan 27, 2016 at 12:47 PM UTC
We are meant to be
This bed; the sea
Two voyageurs; you and me
Connection is the wind that fuels the sails
Memories hold this ship together
****** after ******
Wave after wave
Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 9:48 PM UTC
It's scary to know that you're no longer an option
It's terrifying to think that it's just me and my habits
It's comforting knowing these pills with this drink will put me into a deep sleep
I am not afraid of you, I am afraid I will never get to love you again
Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 9:58 AM UTC
Leaning here
Hoping to have a moment
Realization
Clarity
Bring to me; a piece of mind
If God exists I'm begging
If Ghandi grants wishes
If I can please ******* find some peace
Or even just a piece
Something to hold onto, someone to hold my hand
Because truth is I'm scared
Truth is I'm holding my heart, griping my keyboard, hugging my mind
They don't tell u how real it is
Always gotta learn the hard way
I don't even know what I'm writing about
I'm just laying here; laying here trying to stay woke, stay free, stay alive
I went to school today and didn't do to class
I stared in a boys eyes, told him I'm not gone
Keeping in touch, seems a bit to much
Seems like I'm fighting myself
Everyday I'm struggling
Fear and doubt
I will prevail I will not fail
I have nothing to prove, I shall own up my sins
I shall caress every acquaintance; in a home that feels safe, where we aren't afraid
Clenching my jaw, body like a suttle current, with a mind like a hurricane
I shall not fail myself
I shall not let myself go
I shall not hate
I'm never giving in, not headed to that golden gate
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 12:36 AM UTC
i see you standing in the kitchen, I catch your glance from the corner of my eye. I see you making breakfast, watch you burn the toast. I hear you laughing, my god you make the most menacing sound. I sit across the room, watch you dance as you attempt to make me smile. But I'm already smiling, a wide grin. I look you in the eyes and curl up my lip in a half sarcastic manner attempting to call you over without using my words. Success. As you get closer I remember your eyes. I stare deep inside, ice cold, in love. You meet me with a kiss, you rest your forehead on mine. It is Sunday, we are happy. You tell me you love me, I let you **** me in the shower. You brush my hair and tell me stories about the nights when I was home alone and couldn't take myself out of bed. I pretend to listen, I pour a drink. These are my happiest days, the ones where I don't wake up feeling stone cold and vicious, the ones where I can go to sleep knowing I am loved and love another. No unfinished business, haven't cried since you left.
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 9:21 PM UTC
It's like when you're ****** and forget that you're cold
Everyone's way too sensitive
If you don't do anything when you're young you won't have anything to talk about when you're old
I hear the bell charming, an eerie sound
Smoking yet another cigarette
Tonic water to ***** ratio is off
Unforgettable Saturday nights
Been on this binge since last Monday
Can't get it together, not sure I want to
Just because I'm snorting my savings account doesn't mean I can't understand the things I'm seeing with these wide eyes
Fiends at the door, girls crying on the bathroom floor
My boyfriends ten years older than me but age doesn't matter because it's pretty easy to hate anyone
Everyone's telling me to quit while I'm ahead but I can't seem to feel anything or understand their concern
I'm not a drug addict I'm a party enthusiast
Tell my mother I love her
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 7:35 PM UTC