the people in my life
that make me think that i am less of a failure
and a disappointment to my friends and family;
the people that assure me that i don't put a burden on everyone i know...
so, thank you.
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 5:04 PM UTC
when i was five,
i would scrape my knees,
and ***** my face,
whenever i fell.
but i was never afraid to stand up,
dust of my clothes,
and begin running again.
when i was nine,
i would trip and stumble,
ruin the pale skin of my hands,
but i didn't care.
i wanted to keep running,
to feel free...
so i did.
but now, whenever i fall,
i ***** my hands with my own blood,
and my legs start shaking uncontrollably,
so i curse the ground for being so uneven.
all i can seem to do now
is just glance at my injuries,
wallow in my own self pity,
and wait.
but what exactly am i waiting for?
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 8:08 PM UTC
to those who actually have people they trust,
i salute to you.
to those who have others that care for them,
i salute to you.
is it me?
or is it them?
it doesn't matter i guess...
it all ends up in the same way,
cause it seems that i can't have either.
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 8:33 PM UTC
There is a Hell.
he reached out towards me, pleadingly
the essence of grief running down his face
I swear,
They put a jagged piece of metal to his throat
And didn't hesitate for a second.
Trust me,
...and I couldn't do anything but watch,
as the light slowly faded from his eyes.
I've seen it.
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC