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They give up too easily.
                                                         ­             Far too soon indeed you're right

Foolish mortals they never want what they have

                                                           ­             Always what someone else has

Wants
                                                    ­                                                    Desires

S­illy infatuations

                                                  ­   The whole bang lot of them are mortally
                                                        ­                      ****** aren't they?

Quite right, there is no consistency

                                                    ­               Why can't they always be in love?

Why can't they always maintain satisfaction?

                                                  ­                                   Why can't they always-

**** it, always is never

                                              **And forever is a lie
"When you love someone who does not love themselves, you learn that you have to love them enough for the both of you.

And sometimes that becomes your crutch and lifeline and begins to takeover and blur the view of the relationship for both of you."
Taken from a beautiful article I read http://hellogiggles.com/someone-you-love-doesnt-love-themselves/2/
HIGH HIGHER HIGHER FASTER
RISE RISE RISE
TAKE ME ABOVE THE CLOUDS
I WANT TO STEAL THE STARS
UP WE GOOOOOOOOOOOOO
TAKE MY HAND
FOR WE ARE ******
ON THIS EARTH OF CREATION
AND COMPELLING *******
COME WITH ME
**FLY
If I were a soldier
All ****** and bribed
I would go down by the trenches
On a tank time joy ride
If I were a soldier
Death would be my game
For all the wrong reasons
They will remember my name
If I were a soldier
I'd say my farewells
Down the barrel of a ******
And straight down to hell
If I were a soldier
Wounded by pride
For a country not worth this
Lest we forget,
I have died
In winter I bundle up tight in layers of warmth
Like a love I've never felt
Draping scarf over hoody over sweater over skivvy
The wind bites my button nose and reminds me of a love
A love I know too well
Bitter cold brief sickening and harsh
I catch my eye in an ice smitten mirror and I'm torn
My eyes look like hell
How could anyone love me like warmth and fall
For this fat face of shame, tears and freckles
Even if they do
They'll never tell.
I am a little bit twisted
I am a little bit obscene
I want to feel you in tight places
And everywhere in between

I'd tie you up and leave you there
Until I can't hear you scream
Then slit your thighs and roll in your blood
And lick it up like cream.
I can't keep myself from wanting to hold you
I can't keep myself from telling you to bite the bullet
I can't keep myself from hurting
I am a liar
I am a cheater
I don't think **** through all the time
It's not that I can't
Its that I don't want to
I do what seems right to me at that exact moment
I'm impulsive and crazy and clingy and distant all at once
I've lied to you
I won't justify it but I have
I lie to everyone you're not special
I am bad for people I am a ***** and I will work that like a new pair of demonias sometimes
But otherwise I'm broken
But too proud to revel in it
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