but the weight on my shoulders is gone
yet I don't feel relief,
more like
empty
Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 2:03 PM UTC
pounds of fat, awkward curves
****** hair, thunder thighs
obnoxious laugh & socially unaccepted
How will I ever learn to love myself?
how will I ever accept any love if,
I can't find the worth of the beauty I was suppose to be given.
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 11:27 PM UTC
I can't breath anymore
it's too much
when it's 2 am and you realize
Life
keeps
Bringing
me
d
o
w
n
and I can't get up.
Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 11:19 PM UTC
it's the crinkle by your eyes when you smile. it's the gasps of air you give out at your silent laughs.
it's the way you look at me when I'm giving my all to you.
how do you love someone this much?
something about you I can't quite figure out.
every song I hear
and every thought I'm thinking
you you you
I'm not scared anymore
because I love you
and loves never felt like this before
Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC
In your arms, wrapped up so tight. Body heat radiating so comforting I refuse to move.
I feel safe. this is home
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 8:56 AM UTC
we're magnetic
we are opposite poles
clinging together unable to push away
irresistible
you can't get enough
it's natural to be so close
magnetic
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 8:08 PM UTC
in that ice cold heart
there is nothing but bitterness
no innocence
or intent of help
you only see this world through your evil eyes
no sign of breakthrough
it's ****** with no misery
it's brutal, but for you
no pain
May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 7:05 PM UTC
I can feel your heat
I can feel your skin
I can feel your love
this is intimate love
I can hear your heart
I can hear your thought
I can hear words that were never said
this is emotional love
I can touch your skin
I can touch your heart
I want you forever
but how do we do this?
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 9:47 AM UTC
I'm hanging on to every word you're saying.
in hopes things are truly going to change.
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 9:43 AM UTC
you ask me why,
as I put the bottle up to my lips.
how do I explain this?
I'm not trying to fit in.
I just need the simple pleasure I get from every sip I take.
I see you're face and know I'm doing wrong.
the more I drink the more it doesn't seem to bother me.
why am I getting the satisfaction out of this evil.
May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC