you were the sun and i am the stars, but don't you get it? you are still the sun to me, but i can not shine in you present, but rather at nights present. that's why you wanted the ocean, and i kept it form you.
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 1:08 PM UTC
every one thinks i can do it,
every one thinks i can get through this ******* sadness and be happy,
every one thinks my poems will be happy,
instead of sad.
every thinks im strong. pretty. flawless.
except me.
the one person who counts.
Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 12:27 PM UTC
how can you tell me to be happy
with tears running down my face
and my hands shaking frantically?
oh please tell me how.
how can you me to be happy
when all i have are sad thoughts
running through my mind?
felling pathetic, and ****
oh, please do tell me how.
Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 12:22 PM UTC
staring blankly at the wall, felling every feeling in the world, yet felling nothing at the same time.
Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 12:21 PM UTC
how are you so calm right now?
is it because your numb?
is it because your just pushing it all away?
how are you so calm right now?
Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 12:20 PM UTC
deep down inside, i know we will never last forever, but i also know you and i will try our hardest to last as long as we can,
no you didn't tell me thins, i can see it, when you look at me, when we make eye contact;
and i know you know the same
-Desirea Fox
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 11:22 PM UTC
i hate the word love;
and hate is such a strong word.
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 11:11 PM UTC
my biggest fear is to love; yet i wish i knew how to love.
such a simple task for some.
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 11:10 PM UTC
you are the shining sun. he was the dark nigh.
i am the stars.
and the sun and the stares dont go together,
because the stars cant shine when its daytime.
he let her shine unlike you did.
-Desirea Fox
Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 3:59 PM UTC
"you have soft eyes, there very beautiful." he said looking into her eyes and she looks away.
"No. they are eyes that have given up, depressed, and sunken in. they have seen hell. and there dull. Nothing about that is beautiful. Nothing" she said as she walks away.
"sorry"
he grabs her arm and pulls her back, and sees the eyes he once thought were soft and beautiful, cry. and kissed the crying girl.
-Desirea Fox
Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC