we can look past his lies,
but not the ugly truth?

Things will be different,

  Once I change.

“You’re in line.”

I fall asleep on the suicide hotline

the crescent brown that rests in his blue eyes,
holds a special kind of light;
This knowledge he holds,
from the struggles he has overcome,
he sees all the darkness the light has to offer,
The possibility that love can cut you open,
yet sees the good every time
those blue eyes have a darkness, specks,
you can hardly notice
only if you are able to look close enough;
The brown around your iris,
I will always admire,
Always and forever proud to call you mine

It hurts we were so close,
but got caught on the what ifs.
What hurts the most though,
is we were so ******* in each other arms
We forgot to break our fall

love is a strange thing,
It seems to always be defined
by the things we do
and the words we don’t say

Wrong place, wrong time,
It didn’t matter what he meant
These words were written in stone,
Before they ever were said.

cry alone,
for no one understands the tears that make their flowers grow

i crave for the days where I saw you in a different light,
these stained glass moments,
creating delicate pillars in my life  
i miss you is an understatement,
but I love you is too strong
this grey zone which i have always avoided,
because of my fear of the unknown
is now the only place I can call home

the same we all are,
underneath the shallow surface
this knife will ****,
anything with a purpose.

I’m so used to being burned
Your cold shoulder made me feel loved.

it doesn’t hurt that you left,
It hurts that you did it in the name of love

I loved an empty being,
Gave my all just so you could feel something,
But somewhere along the way,
You came alive as I withered away.

a lesson you will learn,
before your life comes to an end
is that the grave is dug the deepest,
For the ones putting you in

I’ve scuffled with wanting greatness,
A grip that’s held onto me tight
Squeezing the life out til I’m just tired
Weak and stressed
Wanting everything to be just alright

My artificial heart beats
only
for
you.

Clouded vision by these things that haunt me,
Still waking up from yesterday’s fog
While stressing over tomorrows possibilities.

I realized I had grown up
When I looked around for familiar faces
And I had found none.

When


         The

    Sun
  
                 Felt


      Wet


                 And
  
The

             Water
  
       Went
                             Dry.
  
Is when I knew things weren’t right.

I find myself breathing through others,
living a life that never was

Would you care if I left and not just for the day
I feel myself slipping,
slipping away.