The sea was black and the sky ran red
The blues rang out in different hues
Of emptiness and revenge
If only his eyes could conquer this
However I know not of my other half
Nor how another's iris could decipher my soul's fire
A girl grows bitter
In seeking him
A woman changes her tones
Defeating her own demons

I've always known
I was never
Cut out for this.
Cut out for
Living
Cut out for
Surviving
Or whatever it is
We're doing
Day by
*******
Day.

-e.w.

I could ruin her life.
I won't.
I could though.

When I was explaining how she knew I cut, I could have slipped a
          •Omitted due to some promise I made•
or a
          "Oh, and she has scars all over her body."

But I didn't.

I'll let her learn alone, the punishment for forcing me into health.

I
promise
that
I'm
trying
my
hardest
but
I'm
thinking
that
I'm
not
going
to
make
it.

-e.w.

If I wrote of love, what would I write?
That once upon a time there was a belief.
It was true and pure, it was love at first sight.
He/she stole your troubles, stole your heart, just like a proper thief.

Blue birds will sing and the sun will beam.
Storms will thunder to the beat of your heart.
They will fight off any nightmare and replace it with a dream.
You will grow old together and not even death can make you part.

However fairy tales do not tell you of previous heart brakes.
Fairy tales do not tell you how easy it is to fall for lies.
Fairy tales do not tell you of all the fakes.
Fairy tales do not tell you how many will just use and walk off without any goodbyes.

I still believe though in that once upon a time.
That I will find my Mr. Right.
I will be theirs and they will be mine.
That we will live happily ever after and he will be in black and I will be in white.

I just want to go
to sleep.
But I hate the dreams and the
waking up.
Which is worse?

Take me to that place in your heart
Where you have taken no one else

Show me those things
You are hiding from yourself

Indulge me in your past
Your memories, my dear

Even though you are confused
To me, it is all clear

I'll touch the broken parts
Make them disappear if you desire

I'll travel the world for you
Because you have set my heart afire

I will keep your secrets
Safe and sound

In my own chamber of thoughts
Where they can be found

And I can't tell the future
I don't have any plans

But I would never plan to change you
Because you are a great man