Maybe that's what
I should do.
Step back and
let distance take
its toll.
I don't have
time to have
my heart broken
again.
I'm falling in
love with you
and I don't
know how to
stop.
Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 9:06 AM UTC
what does it mean
when home
no longer feels like
home?
Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 8:20 AM UTC
Im drowning all alone
No one here to save me
Im falling apart
No one to pick up the pieces
So I'm gonna save myself
Pick up my own pieces
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 7:55 AM UTC
The shadows were not around me.
I felt different; the sun was shining in my eyes,
The air was as fresh as mint candies.
The sky was bluer that the bluest ocean.
She had come back, and I was naked,
I was not prepared, everything was different.
My monsters were jealous, the darkness was wondering,
My heart was beating faster than ever
And the chaos was being victim of the peace.
She had come back and that was something unexpected,
I already had buried all the memories,
The sad moments had been forgotten and the mistakes forgiven,
But she had come and I was totally confused.
My demons were screaming out loud.
She said she missed me and everything turned silent.
Everything was colorful again, the birds were singing sweet songs,
But I was not prepared to restart my life,
I was not prepared to suffer again.
Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 10:46 AM UTC
I cant deny that you take my soul with every kiss,
please, don’t leave, make me at least believe,
that I am always in your mind, it doesn’t matter the pain,
I could be by your side till the end…
I love touching your long brown hair, while is hit by the air,
sitting in a beach chair, enjoying the breeze there,
I am reading your body like if it were a paper,
with you I would go anywhere, you are my sweet girl…
You take me apart, to that place where the love is art,
it's like a world apart, what a freaking impact,
when you hugged me, when you touched me,
when you look at me and you say you love me.
You know me, and you know I can not lie, I am right
when I treat you like me treasure.
Is a pleasure being with you and tell everybody that you’re my girl
I’m sure, don’t you ?
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 9:22 PM UTC
What should I do now that I can’t stop thinking about it?
What should I do now that the birds are not singing sweet songs?
The time runs faster than what I thought,
time, sadness and destruction run together.
What should I do?
What should I do if now I know there is nothing within you and me?
It’s impossible to find love where love is gone,
but the butterflies have not gone yet
What should I do if you have cut their winds?
What should I do if you have cut mine too?
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 11:22 PM UTC
I know you are leaving, I know you want to give up
even my monsters are crying and I am feeling ****** up.
I know that when I open my eyes you will not be here,
You will be gone, so far away, I am full of fears.
Every breath I take reminds me that I am in hell,
the sky is dark and the moon is pale.
The stars also know how much I love you,
my tired soul knows that I belong to you.
I have cried enough, there is nothing I can do,
It’s known that everything have its end,
Forget you? Never! Or at least that is what I pretend.
The scars your love caused will never be erased,
You tore my heart but you will always be the best.
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 10:09 PM UTC
I just feel like
an empty shell
those were
the only words I could find
when asked
to speak more
about how I've been
feeling
how can I describe
the way I
feel
when I don't even
feel
real?
an empty
egg shell
split in half
and lying in the trash
whose insides
were fried
to be devoured
by the devil
devil
or
lucifer
or
negativity
or
my own mind
all the same
thing
(being?)
the fragile
discarded
snake skin
leftover from it's owner's
moult-
the snake
is nowhere to be found-
just the shed
old skin
of who it used to be
the remnants
of the caccoon
after
the butterfly
takes it's leave
the box
that your Amazon order
arrived in
nothing left inside,
except packing peanuts
I no longer feel
like a human being
though that statement
implies
I've felt like one
before
(I haven't)
talking to others
makes me feel real
when I'm next to you
I pretend
there's something inside
of this empty
vessel
someone tell me-
what makes me
who I am?
as of right now
I feel like
all I am
is
a sack of flesh
a lump of meat
with the ability
to be aware of it's
self
unimportance
bad decisions
no soul
there's nothing inside
I have
never
felt whole
it's not just a
piece
of me
that is missing
it's the
entire
*******
thing
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 10:34 AM UTC
My mouth is wrapped in razor wire. The less said the better. Whole worlds are caught between my teeth. My eyes are somewhere between moons, and my nostrils breathe the mist of demons. My earlobes have the jewelry of vast continents. And my throat is strangled with amethyst tears. My hair wraps your shoulders. My pearls touch your belly. And my hands? They flutter like leaves in the wind to catch galaxies. I long to say the three words. But deserts live on my tongue.
Yet it takes only a moment to say goodbye.
SoulSurvivor
(C) 3/7/2016
Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 12:27 PM UTC