Gnash your teeth and howl,
but you'll never see me frown
Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC
sometimes it feels like my mouth is stitched shut,
maybe to prevent me from saying the wrong thing?
but when the stitches fray and im allowed the luxury of voice it seems like wrong is the only language i know
Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 11:34 PM UTC
Every time the tears fall, i hold my head a little higher so even when im at my lowest ill be looking above
Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 5:47 AM UTC
love is a battle field and not many of us are willing to fight. Most of us just want the rewards but how many will actually brave the war for love?. Don't be one of the soldiers that sit back and watch the other soldiers fight . Lace up your armour and get your shield ready, its time you fought for what's yours.
Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 5:58 AM UTC
"I love you" is what i said. But as soon as those words escaped my lips i wanted to eat them again. I wanted to re-consume that broken whisper of a sentence and never let it out again.
Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 5:34 AM UTC