There are times when all I can think of is how my past has effected me,
From the people...
To the events...
From the pain I've suffered and caused...
There are times when all I can do is look down at the memories embedded into my skin.
Those horrid memories will never let me forget the damage done.
All I want to do is just hit rewind and watch those things wash away like the tide.
All I want to do is forget...
Mar 28, 2017
Mar 28, 2017 at 12:26 AM UTC
the saddest part
of being loved by someone is
if you try hard
to love him back
but can't
and it's frustrates you a lot
that you just can't love him
but he's still stuck
in you
(b.i)
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 11:41 PM UTC
Oh little strip of silver,
Your shiny edges peak my interest.
Your dainty figure feels so small in my hand.
Your sharp tongue makes my skin scream.
Oh little strip of silver,
I can hear you calling out my name,
like separated lovers in the night.
You fill my thoughts whenever we are apart.
Oh little strip of silver,
I keep your love marks hidden from the world.
No one must know of our rendezvous',
For no one knows of our lust for each other.
Oh little strip of silver,
You penetrate the layers of my skin,
ripping and tearing away my very being,
As the red flows for where you left your sharp kiss.
Oh little strip of silver,
As your pointed feet dance along my veins,
I feel with every dip and turn,
the smooth angled edges push further into my body.
Oh little strip of silver,
You washed away my pain by replacing it with a new.
I never thought I would find such relief in you.
Oh little strip of silver,
Your kisses cover my body in permanent marks.
Our time is growing short for I can take no more.
My body begins to fade as your kisses grow deeper.
Oh little strip of silver,
You drop to the floor,
For I no longer have the strength to hold you.
Oh little strip of silver,
I never thought my heart would cease to beat because of you.
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 11:36 PM UTC
I walk this winding road as the ideas flow through my mind like the river beside this path.
Sometimes the path is clear and easy to follow,
Other times it's dark and foggy.
Those times make me fear what lies within the darkness.
I walk this path with the twists and turns alone, and dear lord I'm scared
Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC