I feel like we're growing apart
Like I don't talk to you near as much
As I used to.
Now, I find myself retrieving sustenance.
In silence.
I'm happier alone than I am with people.
I'm awkward in groups.
I'm quieter than I was.
And there's no one for me to open up to.
But if there is...
Please come forward....
Because I need you.
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
Shoutout
To my earbuds
For being there
When no one else was
Thank you
For keeping me alive
When I craved death
When I saw nothing but hate
You gave me true love
And thank you
For helping me build my wall
Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC
I don't need
no arms around me.
And I dont need
no drugs to calm me.
I have seen
the writing on the wall.
Don't think I need
anything at all.
No
Don't think I'll need
anything at all.
All in all
it was all
just bricks in the wall.
All in all
you were all
just bricks in the wall.
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 4:20 PM UTC
Thank you for
Once again reminding
Me that I
Will never
Be good enough.
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 12:57 PM UTC
As time goes on,
I realize
Just what you mean
To me
And now,
Now that you're near,
Promise your love
That I've waited to share
And dreams
Of our moments together
Color my world with hope of loving you
Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
I just wanted to let you know....
I hate you.
I hate everything about you.
The way you talk.
The way prioritize work over developing a relationship with your son.
How you constantly put me down when I make mistakes.
How you somehow think yourself superior to everyone else when your intelligence level is mediocre at best.
How you make me hate myself.
How you set unrealistic standards.
I hate EVERYTHING about you.
I hate that we share the same gene pool.
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 10:00 PM UTC
I have nothing left
So I'll immerse myself in my own thoughts
Emotions
And the music of a thousand symphonies
Just to drown out my ****** up reality.
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 2:43 PM UTC
When you look at him
You see a violent man ready to attack.
When I look at him
I see the guy who carried me around Disney World on his shoulders.
When you look at him
You see a possible drug distributor in the state of Florida.
When I look at him
I see the guy who LARPs in his front yard with his friends.
When you look at him
You see a ****
When I look at him
I see the guy who held my hand before I got on my first rollercoaster to comfort me.
When you look at him
You see the man you shot because he, "charged."
When I look at him
I see an innocent man killed in cold blood.
When you look at him
You see suspect white male early 20s wearing basketball shorts and a tshirt.
When I look at him
I see Derek Cruice.
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 3:18 PM UTC