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Davy Jul 2015
Giving you my heart was the dumbest move I've made.
A ****** attempt at a 10-word-writing, but I don't want to spoil any more words on this writing.
  Jul 2015 Davy
Rae Harrison
It wasn't committed by knife, or battle axe, or saw
Yet the softest words cut the deepest and left it bleeding raw

It wasn't committed by pistol, or shotgun, or even a rifle
Yet bullets are often shaped like the sweetest words you can stifle

It wasn't committed with poison, and chemicals, and bleach
Yet it's the simplest words that taste like the worst kind of speech

It wasn't committed by natures course, or time, or heavens plan
No, this ****** was committed on my heart by a **lying man
...don't tell me you love me if it's a lie...
Davy Jul 2015
Me, a miserable boy, just roaming this world, cloaked in a cape of sadness and negativity.
Me, nothing more than just a spec of dust.
Me, sitting here, being the failure I am.
I'm so lonely...yet not alone, cause you came into my life.
We only talk on HP, but I already consider you a close friend.
You care about me, you are there for me in times of sadness.
To you, and to everyone else who (silently) cares about me, I wanna say: Thank you for keeping the knife away from my wrists...
Davy Jul 2015
You and I, converged as one.
You and I, connect by a (seemingly) unbreakable.
You and I, forever till the end of time, or so it seemed.
Years of friendship, washed away by that one day. That one moment on which our friendship was reduced to being acquaintances.
We've known eachother for years, yet, on that moment, we showed sides that neither one of us has ever seen.
I showed an evil side, and I'm sorry.

You, the one I wanted to run away with.
I, well, what's there to say? I ****** up again, like I always do...I'm just a failure...
For everything I've ever done wrong...I'm sorry...
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