She's the kind of beautiful that pictures aren't honest about
Because some images are worth endless words
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 10:09 AM UTC
A cloud of deception lingers on
Blind devotion and simple mindedness
Attacking evil they become evil
Building weapons out of unkindness
Their compassion is but a whisper
Their hatred a shrill shrieking scream
That’s heard from every mountaintop
Every valley in between
This wisdom is built upon
Interpretations of ancient words
It’s all so contradictive
And dangerously absurd
It’s okay to hate evil
Yet evil is a product of hate
It’s all in the name of some loving god
Who lacks the ability to tolerate?
The only thing I know to be real
Is that the enemy is the hate that we all feel…
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 10:08 AM UTC
"How do you keep so unattatched?"
What do you mean?
I hear this question so much.
I guess you just dont see.
I'm not holding back
Or doing anything
I just don't know how
To hold onto anything
I never had a home
Or any long term friends
Letting go is manditory
Everything ends
This isn't a good thing
I don't know how to love
Don't try to be me
It hurts. It's numb
I'd rather be attatched
Sown at the hip
Helplessly heartbroken
Longing for your lips
Instead i despise you
For latching on so tight
I just want to run
I know that isn't right
So don't ask me that again
There's no special trick
If i could love i would
If only i could stick
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 10:05 AM UTC
I believe
That writers are
So brave
Because each time
They start writing
Blotting ink onto
Their paper
Frustratingly typing on
Their laptop
They rip their heart out
Of their chest
And show the world
What it's made of.
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 10:04 AM UTC