We are all insecure
And we make fun of each other
Cause we desperately try to hate someone as much as we hate our own self
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 1:26 AM UTC
tell me how you devour people’s hearts
one after an another
tasting their blood, breathing their souls and secrets
you leave a trail of broken people behind you and walk away with ease
on to the next victim
tell me how you live with the weight our sad, pained ghosts inside of you
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 11:36 PM UTC
Hi
I will comfort you when they make you cry
I will listen to the stories of your soul
Want to laugh? Let me help
I have all the answers, just ask honey
But when everyone's gone and I am alone
I sit and sob for all everyone's left me with were questions
Solving all your puzzles have only left mine more broken
Oh hi there
Are you okay though?
You want to laugh?
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 7:41 PM UTC
cause I'd rather be drunk off of all the liquor in the world than to be drunk off the idea of you
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 11:39 PM UTC
a silent cry
tells it all,
short breaths,
giggles in between,
is the truth funny
or is the reality just another
joke no one laughs at...
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 11:33 PM UTC
You broke me so you
wouldn't have to suffocate.
You tore me apart so you
could remain in one piece.
You stole my compassion so
you could be kind.
You were nothing short of a monster,
nothing short of a being
who fed off of sorrow my
and depression.
You fed such incorrigible
desires with your actions,
and I didn't see it.
I was far too engraved
in the very transgressions of my
illusions; the offense
of your brilliantly covert mind.
So manipulative you were,
yet I was so willing to listen to
your words, to anything
around me that involved you,
but you were a
monster.
Nothing less.
Nothing more
You dug your claws into my flesh;
you pierced your teeth into the warm fabric,
lapping away at the life force I had.
You did what monsters did.
You broke me.
You stole what you could from me.
You made me weak.
You made me small.
You kept me around for your own
persuasions and manipulations.
I was your means to an end,
just as any monster's victim is.
You chose me.
I let you in.
I kept you closest to me, revealing
that of my darkest secrets and
fears,
but you used that against me.
Such intimate details were wasted
on a monster, and they only fed
Into your rough agenda.
Fear, pain, and anguish
that's what you
craved, and that's what you
received from me.
A monster you are.
A monster you will always be.
Nothing less.
Nothing more.
Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 10:59 PM UTC
I'm fine.
No really,
I promise.
There's nothing wrong
There never has been.
You worry too much
I'm just having a rough day.
Then
As my open casket is cried upon
My pale, emotionless face
Conveys the reasssurance,
"I'm fine."
Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 3:19 AM UTC
Because I’m alone,
I can enjoy the silence.
Even when my many, many, but oh so many thoughts are rambling around as loud as a heavy metal concert.
Because I’m alone,
I realized I have amazing conversations skills.
I mean THE. ABSOLUTE. BEST.
Even though I'm mostly talking to myself.
In my head.
Because I’m alone,
I can read the book I always wanted to finish.
While eating at the corner table of the fast food I decided on.
Alone.
Because I’m alone,
I can play the music I want out loud.
Not worrying about others taste.
Doing the air guitar solo.
Without being weird in anyone's eyes.
But my own.
Because I’m alone,
I don’t have to think about what I say.
Or say what I think.
Or think of what I should’ve said.
Or say anything at all.
Sitting. Eating. Talking. Laughing.
With everyone.
In a group.
Where everyone is everyone’s friend.
I realized that I have always been alone.
Even when I’m not.
Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 7:35 PM UTC