playing in the windows
letting go of the hope in heart
never letting the lights start
and darkness doesn't seem so bad
it seems to be a friend.
Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 7:54 PM UTC
Yes I know that you're torn
and Yes I know that we may not work.
But this isn't serious.
No this won't matter in the long run.
So please just take the moment to love.
Forget about the girl that ruined you,
and I want you to move on.
I wish that you could see,
but You're blinded by hurt.
So let the love in.
Just let me in.
Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 8:06 PM UTC
**** the tears.
**** the world.
And most of all,
**** YOU
Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 10:36 AM UTC
I feel it,
like my body is on fire.
I feel you under me dying skin.
I swear you are lost on me.
I was your one and only,
and I used you.
I abused you.
I ******* you over.
And for some reason you stayed.
And now as I am no longer blind you stand beside her.
Slowly,
oh so gods be forsakenly slowly,
I move forward.
And with this new boy I find myself drooling and dumb.
I cannot talk to you, though.
No to my best friend.
He's a danger.
He's new.
He's an ***
But I find myself drawn in.
What am I to do?
Dec 9, 2013
Dec 9, 2013 at 7:01 PM UTC
Sorry you don't like me
Sorry you don't like me
But I'm not interested in what you think you mean.
You're not the Goddess.
You are no God.
You like to think that I should bow.
But I doubt you know me.
I doubt you know anything.
Fact of the matter,
I know you don't.
Fact of the matter,
I want you gone.
In all of my years I've not cared less for one person.
Get the hell away.
I am so done.
Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 8:05 PM UTC
I have to like her,
though that ring breaks my heart.
Though her smile makes me angry
and your laugh makes me cry.
This knife on my skin
it doesn't know the trouble I'm in.
All it knows is how to end the pain.
They don't know how it feels
to love you.
They don't know what it's like
to be torn in two.
And I don't like the feeling of my heart breaking
into two.
My father starts to yell,
"what're you crying about?!
Don't you know you've got it
better than someone else?!"
He doesn't get why my eyes are down.
My heart is swollen.
My veins burn.
My emotions feel like fire inside of me.
I can't get it out.
They don't know how it feels
to love you.
They don't know what it's like
to be torn in two.
And I don't like the feeling of my heart breaking
into two.
For some reason I need you.
When I get down
I call on you,
because that's the only time
I'm brave enough.
I'm more scared of dying
than to speak to you.
But it makes it harder to let go
on my own. . .
You don't know how it feels
to love you.
You don't know what it's like
to be torn in two.
And I don't like the feeling of my heart breaking
into two
for you.
I'll die for you.
Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 7:23 PM UTC
Daylight through open curtains
Sunlight through shards of glass.
Sweet smiles and love in our hands.
We could be more,
but we settle for just friends.
Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 8:45 PM UTC
follow me,
down.
follow me quietly,
into the sun.
follow me desperately,
my child of darkened love.
Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 11:02 AM UTC
It got warm outside at night
and the feeling of rushing air feels so right.
No matter what you say you know it's true.
You can move on if you choose to.
I know how it feels to stand there in your shoes.
I've stood there before, stood there with you.
And I know that it is hard to let go of love,
but I'm not really sure that's what this was.
Because days spent in bed,
fingers running through your hair,
the words in whispers of lust,
missing school and not giving you up,
and nights spent in agony.
The yelling and the screaming.
No, I'm not sure this was love.
Let me down softly,
why don't you?
Take me high,
and drop me like rain.
My heart is with you for so many reasons,
and you never came.
Tell me now what it is you want.
Tell me, now, why you care.
Tell me how,
how you can think of me
when all you ever wanted was her!
Because days spent in bed,
fingers running through your hair,
the words in whispers of lust,
missing school and not giving you up,
and nights spent in agony.
The yelling and the screaming.
No, I'm not sure this was love.
No, I'm not sure this is love.
You're at my back door,
begging to come in.
To sit down and talk.
I want to open up,
I really truly do,
but I can't.
This has to stop.
This was never love.
Though I thought it was.
And you saying such sweet things now doesn't make what happened any better!
Love is fallen
into the deep dark pits.
Never go after it.
This is what happens.
This is love.
This really is.
Love is a shard of glass
begging to pierce your skin.
Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 11:00 AM UTC
It's 3 a.m.
I'm feeling cold.
It's dark outside.
I'm getting too old for this.
Then again, are you ever too grown for abandonment?
Being left behind in the darkness of night.
Being left alone with nowhere to call home.
And when you're on your own it become so clear that no one cares.
No one matters but you.
It's 4 a.m. and I know where you are.
It's 4 a.m. and you're in this room.
You're in my bed and in my head.
And I know what this feeling of guilt is.
I let you down onto broken glass.
I let you down and the wall fell so fast.
Now you won't speak to me.
Now you won't talk.
It's 5 a.m. and it's time to wake up.
You're eyes wander but don't touch.
I know what you are thinking right now, 'cause I'm saying it out loud.
It's time to go.
We're getting too old.
And you and I both know this won't work.
Though it hurts like hell we can't keep pretending.
Our love left so long ago.
It's time to part ways now.
So, it's ten years later.
There you are.
You said you never wanted children and that left its scar.
There you stand, a little girl holding your hand and a woman smiling at you both.
She's beautiful.
You're beautiful.
To be honest, I never let you go.
It's 6 p.m. in the garden in the square.
I'm crying my pain and you can't see it.
I know you don't see me as you kiss your bride.
And by the time I get over this abandonment I think I'll have died.
It's nearing midnight.
I want to die.
Aug 2, 2013
Aug 2, 2013 at 11:04 PM UTC