Dark red that pools my heart
like pins of thread from the start
plucked out one by one looking through
and wondering which hole to start.
You're present but you aren't,
I scream your name but you're no where to be found
pleading and pleading at least answer me please,
please?
...
Anna oh Anna
thank you
for the hardships,
the love,
the happiness,
and the sadness you
cause inside
my dark red pooling heart.
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 8:34 PM UTC
Stuck in the
Push & Pull affect
mixing emotions
turning into defects,
causing an uproar
inside both their chest
wondering where it started
and hoping for rest,
day to day
text to text
waiting for you,
but..
you..
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 11:05 PM UTC
As I sit there in
the hospital chair,
I glance at her and
whisper to myself
“This is not fair.”
I pray for her
but I know she’ll be taken away,
when she restfully lays.
I cry myself to sleep
because all I can think of is her..
I tell my close friends
but it seems like they don’t care,
I feel so alone because no one seems to understands.
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 7:51 PM UTC
Each day I lose her,
slowly and slowly,
Medicine **after
medicine**,
Stages 2 onto
Stage 3,
losing weight
to seeing the bones,
For hoping she'll
survive it,
But knowing
She wont.
.......
Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 8:05 PM UTC
Maybe the reason why she;
is hard to love is because she needs it the most
is self-willed is because she knows how reckless she can get
cuts is because she finds security and comfort from a blade than a friend
commited suicide is because she's tired of losing everyone she loves.
Maybe the reason why she did it, is because she wanted peace with her soul so she set herself free.
May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC
Maybe someday
things will get
better, were the
little things won't
start the fight,
laughter wont turn
into screaming, and
tears turn into smiles.
Maybe someday
you'll learn how
to apologize and
learn to be sincere,
to learn to love
and not to hate,
to become one in a
peaceful get away.
Maybe leads to hoping
and I have not yet lost
hope, that one day you
see the fights we had
were the scars marked
upon me.
~ tav ~
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 5:53 PM UTC