He makes me happy
like no one ever has before.
I guess this is what it feels
to not be sad anymore
Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 11:57 AM UTC
Some days i truly wonder
if i'm even worth it anymore
"there is no light at the end of this tunnel"
as whisper as tears continue to pour
and it takes every ounce of my energy
to drag myself out of bed
i know that i'm breathing but i feel mostly dead
i can no longer make eye contact
in fear that they might see
a broken, lost soul
a fragment of me
Oct 19, 2017
Oct 19, 2017 at 6:47 PM UTC
i guess i know now
why you would never hold my hand tight:
because why hold on to something
you're just gonna let go of, right?
Oct 14, 2017
Oct 14, 2017 at 8:28 AM UTC
one in the morning
my eyes won't rest,
you're still on my mind
and it's making me stressed.
do you really love me,
like you say you do?
Or is it something you said
just to help me get through.
you keep me at peace
without you I'd drown
but why do I smile,
when I know I should frown?
Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 4:23 PM UTC
You're porcelain,
appearing made of stone.
But your cracks are showing through,
and you break when you're alone.
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 2:30 PM UTC
Her life is a book
but without enough pages for a happy ending
Sep 28, 2017
Sep 28, 2017 at 6:29 PM UTC
12:47am
I'm awake
and thinking about you
but I mean what's new
I'm wanting to have you beside me
and thinking about how great it would be
While youre probably sound asleep
and dreaming about everyone
but me.
Sep 28, 2017
Sep 28, 2017 at 5:23 PM UTC
3am talks between my brain and my heart.
that's the time when I think
and usually fall apart.
3am talks between my brain and my heart.
the talks usually end in me crying
and saying "everything is my fault"
3 am is such a horrible time
that's when the suicidal thoughts come out
when I wish they would hide.
Sep 28, 2017
Sep 28, 2017 at 4:51 PM UTC
why cant I be like you
Dear friend,
If you ever read this just know that I am truly jealous.
i wish that i could write like you
your writing runs deep
it pulls on my heart
you could write about anything
and it'd still tear me apart
I wish I was as pretty as you
you are beautiful with your tan skin and curly light brown hair
while I look like I don't even care about myself
when I do
I care a little too much
I also wish that my personality was as beautiful as yours
if anyone has a heart of gold
it's you
you always talk about your imperfections while you don't have any
trust me, it's true
so please tell me
why cant i be like you
Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 5:39 PM UTC
I had to let you go
you were toxic.
No matter how much I made myself deny it,
I knew that you were killing me
slowly but painfully
it was like torcher but I was allowing it.
But I mean with a smile like yours,
who wouldnt
You would kiss me
in places that if I would return there I would taste you like blood in my mouth
You'd leave me in tears and I know that you were aware of me slowly breaking
That is when I realized why Hurricanes were named after people.
Sep 27, 2017
Sep 27, 2017 at 5:23 PM UTC