let the fear run out of your soul
and drip down the walls
staining blood-red
like tears
on ceramic skin
Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 7:22 AM UTC
do you
really need
to eat that?
think of the fat
around your waist
around your thighs
around your face
take it
that's right
squeeze it
think of the meter on the scales
watch it rise
pound after pound
think of your bloated belly
you disgusting failure
now tell me
do you really need to eat that?
Mar 10, 2017
Mar 10, 2017 at 9:50 PM UTC
There was a time
when all I wanted to be
was yours
and all I wanted to do
was be with you
but not anymore
I'm sorry
Mar 9, 2017
Mar 9, 2017 at 2:22 AM UTC
i want to be that interesting girl
i want to be proficient with words
is it so selfish to want to be admired?
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 6:28 AM UTC
I grew up weird.
Both fast, and painfully slow.
I understood everything and nothing.
Socially, I started confident and grew awkwardly
first in the sun, then bending away from such bright attentions. Academically I started out running, always ahead,
always the best, the brightest. Straight As and
mismatched clothes, socially lost
yet somehow showing
'great potential'.
Now I've learned a lot.
All blacks and grays, I've finally
mastered at least a portion of my shortcomings
but its too late. Because I've grown up and its shifted again
analytically I see it, can emulate it, but it isn't
familiar or comfortable, it took me
years to catch up and I'm
still behind.
I've grown up weird.
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 6:28 AM UTC
*You are The One I would die for
And you are The One I live for*
Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 6:27 PM UTC
What
Is
Happening
My fingers
On
Fire
Tingling
It's hot
Too hot
I can't breathe
I
Need
Air
The world is
Moving
Panicking
Why
Can't
I
Breathe
Help
Need
Help
So
Dizzy
I
Need
Air
What is
Happening
To
Me
Am I
Dying?
I
Need
Water
My throat
So dry
Nerves
On fire
I'm dying
I can't
Breathe
No
Air
Help
Dying
It's hot
But now
it's cold
Am I shaking?
Why won't
It stop
Losing
Control
The world
Is spinning
Still
Chest
Hurts
Why
Does it
Hurt
Am I having
A heart attack?
No
Oh God
I can't breathe
Help
I'm dying
I'm dying
I'm dying
Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 7:52 AM UTC
At first
You meant nothing to me
You were just another one
Another blonde hair, blue eyes
In the back of the room
Just another one
In the sea of insignificant faces
That I would soon forget
But then
Suddenly
You are someone
Suddenly
You are the one
With the blonde hair and the blue eyes
But you are also
The one
With the big dreams
The dead parents
The voices in his head
The large hands and long fingers
The golden streak in his fair hair
And the most beautiful blue eyes the world has ever seen
You are different
Suddenly
I want to be with you
Every waking hour of every waking day
I want to be by your side
Listening to the deep baritone of your voice
Suddenly
I want to spend an eternity
Memorising the handsome features of the face
Suddenly
I cannot bear to be parted from you
You mean too much to me
It came on so quickly
I didn't see it coming
How did it come to this?
How could I have not seen it before?
How could I have regarded you simply as just another one
In the back of the room?
You are so much more than that
You beautiful being
How could you have changed so much in my eyes?
How could I be
Suddenly
Falling for you?
Aug 31, 2016
Aug 31, 2016 at 5:33 PM UTC
I remember
His voice
So loud and enraged and full of contempt
I remember the hand
And the resounding noise it makes
I remember the flash, and the sting on the side of my face
I remember the burn behind my eyes
I remember the blur
I remember that single stray tear
And then the others
Streaming down my face in rivulets
I remember trying to contain myself
Trying to keep it all in
Don’t make a sound
Don’t
But I did
And I remember the shouting
And then the calm
His voice, so full of disappointment
And I remember thinking
Could anything be worse than this
I remember he left
I remember my feet moving down the hallway
I remember closing the door and covering my mouth
I remember the choked sobs that racked through my body
I remember my breathing, so ragged and out of control
It took hours for me to calm down
And I remember looking at myself afterwards
I remember my bloodshot eyes and tangled hair
I remember that feeling
Of being alone
Of having not fulfilled
Of being unwanted
And whenever I remember
I feel it again
Aug 31, 2016
Aug 31, 2016 at 3:46 AM UTC