Your eyes, your truth, your brain, your mental state, your situation, your lies, your actions, your sacrifices, Your cemichals, you're looking for someone to understand.
This is why we try to connect with other and find simalarity, but I found the more I look for people to 'get it' the less I'm accepting the fact no one will ever fully understand. We are all different and we all have our differences. You see and experience your own exsistance and no one else does. This is why I stopped talking about my problems and failing to connect with people. They won't understand so why burden them with a hypothetical emotion.
But that doesn't mean I stop. That means I continue to grow within myself and find strength and love to gift to other. Life itself and all living beings always have just been one disgustingly beautiful peice of art.
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 2:47 PM UTC
I gave you hickeys
And you gave me a tattoo
But the mark you made on me was permanent
Unlike all the ones I made on you
Jan 23, 2017
Jan 23, 2017 at 12:49 PM UTC
I fell for the girl who knew she could be more but loved what she had-
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 2:38 PM UTC
Motivation,
Concentration,
Its just not there anymore...
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 12:24 AM UTC
If I dont want something to happen
Ill make it happen,
Because if there's a chance of it happening,
And it does happen
I want it to be because of me.
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 4:02 PM UTC
How do you love yourself
When all you want is someone eles.
It kills me to see everyday
What I've always wanted
But could never pay to have.
I was born the way I am
Whether I like it or not
And it makes me cry at night to visualize what I want
But now know is impossible to have.
It hit me like a train
Breathless
Frozen in time
The seconds seemed like minutes flowing by
Tears streamed down my face and I couldn't make words
I couldn't speak
Being told I'll never have what I've always looked forward to
Always wanted to have
Sincerely shattered me.
I was told I needed to look at myself in the mirror
And tell myself I love myself
And will make what I have work
That would be a lying,
But I guess I'll have to learn,
Because if I dont soon
Im not sure how much longer I'll last.
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 8:58 PM UTC
I thought love was a game,
Something to be played.
But I was wrong.
People do get hurt.
The conversations layed out in front of me
like cards to be picked,
Choose the wrong one
and your fate could be flipped
Love turned into a guessing game
As if trying to step around an erupting volcano
Love explodes
Love runs out
Love turns to war.
You used to love them with all their imperfections
And they loved you with yours
But with all the ash in the air
No one could see it clear.
Love has blinded me
And I can no longer
see the rules.
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC