I am just a mess
Of wonderful contradictions
Like my heart says one thing
But my brain just cant listen
That's what's cold
About living in a world so cold
Days turn to freezing nights
Friday nights turn to starting fights
Your shirts are my sweatshirts
Tucked in a drawer
To help me
Sleep at night
Don't steer to far from the sidewalk
To scared to walk at Night
Ever Since you left
things have gotten a little harder
Try not to think about you
Just to get past it
But every time i see these little couple
looking cute with their boos
It gets a little bit harder
to stop thinking about you
But don't forget
you were my king
I was
your Queen
Our exteriors like gold
and all you did was
scratch me
Had mental breakdowns
every time your your name
had crossed me
In your arms
the only place i ever felt free
your word were the key
the key to my heart
Filled with your lies
But every time i paid the fee
Every time i rebuilt me
And i admit
it had hurt
Cuz i had thought
you were my gift sent--
sent from my guardian angel
But instead
you were the best dressed curse
Sent down as a test
and i had failed
Cuz i fell for you
For a second i thought you were falling too
But on contrary
you turned out to be playing games
Out running rampant on these streets acting strange
i guess that's what happens
when you let your man run on free range
I swear this life is so funny right
Living in a cold world
Every one is in their own inner wars
Losing battles, dodging love, and chasing acceptance
Running towards the closer exit
to scared to be loved
to familiar to what their ex did
Young girls walking around with their hearts already broken
lowering their voices
trying not to be outspoken
face soaked in
tears
so tired of sulkin
Living in a cold world
our hearts are all frozen
my hearts already broken
I guess tha'ts why i cant stop smoking
i figure if i just keep rollin
i might be able to escape these emotions
My flaws
My fragments
My scars
Living in a world so cold
Living in a world were
Your self-worth is equal to Instagram likes
Lowering your self worth hoping
He'll reply
But babygirl sometimes
its better to be shy
To shy away from the people that make you cry
the people that make you wanna run away and hide
The people that make you believe it would be easier to die
The problems you can't answer why
Living in a world so cold
It's greatest Contradiction
it's beauty held in it's own mass destruction
Its beauty held in the paths it corrupts
Its defined as beautiful corruption
Recycled, broken pieces
that's beautiful destruction
Living in a world with wonderful contradictions
It's freedom blooms in it's own restrictions
all facts start with fiction
Our opinouns transform to our definitions
Between all the religion, politicians, and convictions
I don't know if i'm ready for all the
Deceptions, Contradictions, and Obcessions
Living in a world
A world with wonderful contradictions
Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 4:49 AM UTC
Meaningless
My words are meaningless
When you hear them all you hear
Is this:
Nothing because
My thought are meaningless
Since I can't get them into
Meaningful words
You'll never get this
Because to you my pain
Is meaningless
To you the tears that run down my cheeks and the blood that runs down my wrist
Is meaningless
The bruises on my neck and craters through my chest are meaningless
The pain and hurt I fell is meaningless and you'll never understand
Because to you its all meaningless
My whole life made up of meaningless things
That there is the meaning in this world we want material things
Like love and trust and understanding
But those might as well be as meaningless and material as a shirt or book
Everything is meaningless
But to you I'm the most meaningless
Built up with just meaningless things
Like emotion
That you'll never care about
Anyways...

Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 10:28 AM UTC
Im sorry
Sorry for all my sins
Sorry for all my lies
Sorry for all my breathe
It's was all just a waste of time
Sorry for all my issues
Sorry for my problems
Sorry for my pain
You just considered them all lies
Sorry for my tears
Sorry for the blades
Sorry for my cuts
I was playing victim anyway
Sorry for my love
Sorry for my time
Sorry for my trust
You never appreciated it anyway
Sorry for my imperfections
Sorry for my flaws
Sorry for my mistake
I was never perfect
Sorry for the gun
Sorry for pulling the Trigger
Sorry for my life
Is was my time anyway
Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 5:47 PM UTC
Do you hear me
I sit in my room
Screaming and yelling lord
Do you hear me
Are you here with me
I'm on my knees begging and pleading
Lord tell me you hear me
Give me a sign a message
Let me know you hear me
I walk down the street
Yelling at the sky "do you hear me "
Throwing my hands up
Whispering
Why me
I thought you were here with me
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 11:14 AM UTC