i have a throne made of gold
built it with the lies you told me
it grows taller each day,
and faster each minute
i sit in the clouds now
on this ridiculous golden pedestal
i can never live up to what you think i am
it is everything i'm not
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 9:00 PM UTC
I often think of you, even after all this time;
even after I told myself not to.
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 8:56 PM UTC
And there were no more clouds above my head,
No more drops raining above my bed,
The sky was clear and I could smile again,
But after the storm, I wanted you again
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 8:54 PM UTC
the ones
who make your heart jump
keep those,
and only those,
close to your heart.
all others will turn out to be
the poison
that kills you
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 8:50 PM UTC