Sometimes i think you are going insane
Insanity mistaken for brilliance
Priscille K.
May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 10:21 PM UTC
Sometimes i wonder if I let my opportunity go to waste. I've let you slip out of my hands and i lay here wondering if its too late and hoping that it is not?
May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 10:18 PM UTC
that is your problem
You love too much
You care too much
You don't realize that you cannot force feelings from stones
Nor can you make the heart of another beat
As does your own
That is your problem
And that is why you are always left to mourn the broken heart
That beats under your breast.
Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 11:14 PM UTC
It is my theory
that we are all connected.
From the thread around your finger
to the ribbon on her wrist
and the rope tightened on my neck.
Every action has a consequence,
because when you pull on the string;
something unravels.
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 11:14 PM UTC
There is so much fear in even the simple idea of letting someone get close enough to hear the way you breathe.
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 10:36 PM UTC
I wanted to write down exactly what I felt – to be split open.
But somehow I couldn't be open.
I couldn't cut myself and let myself bleed.
I couldn't remind myself how to cry.
All I had was a blank sheet and a blank mind, to match my blank eyes.
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 10:15 PM UTC