We are critical.

We find flaws in
everything we see
because nobody
wants to write
about perfection,
even though sometimes
we wish we could just stay
staring into that
unblemished surface.

2. We are never satisfied.

We live our lives upon
mountains of
scrunched up
bits of refill and
ideas we gave up
trying to
express.

3. We never forget.

We write words about
eye contact made
three months ago
that we replay over
and over in our minds
even though it
stopped
being relevant.

4. We are fickle.**

Our emotions flash
from one
to the other
like strobe lighting that
disorientates us
until we feel as if
the world
will never be still.

5. We are exposed.

We don't know how
to keep our feelings
to ourselves so
we'll write them
down for
you to find
'accidentally'.

6. We are vulnerable.

We wear our
hearts on our sleeves
and won't lift a
muscle to fight back
if somebody tries
to break it
because we thrive
from the pain.

7. We will never stop.

We will never stop
feeling and
we will never stop
hurting,
we will never stop
breaking and
bleeding and
loving
even though the cycle
is endless
and we know what's
coming next.


We are addicted
to agony,
but we agonise
for the art.

Sometimes I question my faith in God....
I question if I even believe, if God loved me why does he allow evil enter my life. To let bad, cruel things to happen to me.
I feel as though sometimes I am ever so angry with Him.
But if I truly don't believe and am considered an atheist,
How can I hate and be angry with someone who doesn't exist.....

I have so many words to say but hold back.
For the fear of embarrassment is too strong.
I just wish you knew how i felt, i'm tired of always being the one to start the conversation.
I just wish talking to you  was as easy as it was in my dreams....
Another night, another dream wasted on you.

I can't think cause my heart is broken
Tell me what it takes to move on...

She's got broken things where her heart should be,
You think its the end of the world, your insides have come crashing down.
With a little bit of help, you can rebuild and start new.
Till heaven calls, keep holding on.

i know i'm good for something
i just haven't found it yet....

You say the problem's in your heart, but the problem is who you are.
Love is just an empty word you say.
It never has a meaning, it is a worthless word.
But seems to always put a smile on your lover, little does he know you've said it thousands of times before.
For I pray, that one day he will come to his senses. To not waste his time on this love.
So don't fall in love, there's just too much to lose.