Forever is a punishment
That even I once loved.
The thought of being with you
The thought of living with you.
Everything is not as it seems.
I fell in love with a rose,
And didn't realise
The thorns would ***** me.
The path we chose wasn't easy.
We vowed to fight.
Till death do us part,
Till the very end.
Everything seemed right,
Through the rose tinted glasses.
The romance,
The love.
But when reality hits,
And things really change.
The glasses are off
And I see your true face.
You changed,
Like a chameleon
On a branch or a leaf
You changed so much,
That I don't recognise your face
Iv fallen for a monster,
That ***** the life from me.
Yet still I love him so,
How can this be?
If forever is a punishment,
With him I'll tolerate it.
Live through the days of pain,
What will ending it gain?
Forever is a punishment,
That sounds so sweet
The truth behind it all,
I am yet to see.
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 10:34 AM UTC
There's a fine, fine, line between love and a waste of time, That lyric never had meaning to me until I was drowning in a sea of hopeless, unrequited, I love you's. I always thought it was a silly lyric until it proved to be so true. I wish I was still blissfully unaware of how dreadfully fine a line it seems to be. And how much wasted time I spent listening to you say that you loved me.
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 10:17 AM UTC
You are tea,
serene in your surroundings.
I am coffee,
attention always bounding.
Your colour a milkish pale,
creamy optimism.
I am taken black,
bitter cynicism.
Two sugars,
to match your disposition.
None for me,
I'll maintain my grim affliction.
We differ so much,
it's obscene.
But in the end
we're both caffeine.
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 10:14 AM UTC
the next time you say
"no one loves me",
remember how its like to have a fever
don't reach the glass of water your throat is thirsting for
close your eyes for a little bit
and see your body for what it is
it is a warzone
and it is fighting to keep you alive
because it loves you
it doesn't know what you are
who you are
what you have done
but with every cut you etch across your skin
as if you are trying to erase your mistake
it heals you as if it is
trying to tell you
you are worth it
you
are
worth it
even if you don't think you are
even if everyone else doesn't think you are
so if you are looking for unconditional love,
reach for that glass of water - clench your thirst
pull that blanket over yourself
sleep knowing that your body loves you, even if you don't love you
tomorrow,
everything will be okay
hold on a little bit.
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 10:03 AM UTC
looked at you,
I didn't just look, to look.
I really looked at you.
before I even had the chance to soak you in,
my eyes were already engraving every detail of your face
into the back of my mind.
so now, when I close my eyes,
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 10:00 AM UTC
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 9:50 AM UTC