"Don't touch me...*"

But that's all I want
Touch me
Please just touch me
Even though I'm fractured and broken it's all I want
You frame my face in your hands and call me beautiful
But you've never asked why I wear warm clothes year round
I want you to touch me
Down my side beneath my sweater
Over my thighs seemingly permanently masked by dark jeans
Across my stomach and around my back
Touch me
Trace all these fractured cracks that were abandoned
Abandoned and called imperfect when my title was taken from me
You call me beautiful to my face
But can you say it to all of me
Touch me
And show me what I mean to you

love is a four letter word that has always terrified me.
it has been replaced with other four letter words-  "lies" and "gone",
harsh words with harsher meanings buried underneath the gentleness of love.
but when I look at you,
I know that "love" is more than just a word.
I know that it doesn't hold nightmares behind its sweet exterior.
I can look at you and see myself loving you for forever,
and maybe forever is too long,
and maybe forever is more terrifying than a four letter word could ever be.
maybe you can't see forever when you look into my eyes,
but I see forever with just one smile of yours.

Dreams are a fiction reality
Where sometimes it brings you to a wonderful place
While other times your left in your own hell.
How You wake up and take it is more important.
Are you happy?
Left in a confusion?
Or just get up like nothing happened
because, you know it didn't.
For myself,  Dreams follow me all day
Eventually until they're either forgotten
Or the next night comes and a new dream appears.
I find it funny that a good dream
Can now be left as a nightmare
And a nightmare isn't so scary anymore.
Although tell me this,
When you know it's a dream
Do you wanna wake up
Or just see how it goes?

let's just say that i'm drunk enough to sober you

I'm seriously broken
I don't know how to be physical with you
Not when emotions are involved
How can I give myself away to a blank face
Given away to a blur of a stranger
But you, I can barely look at

I'm seriously broken
If I don't know how to love someone
With my body and my heart
I always pick and choose
And I don't want to do that to you

But I'm seriously broken
I can't give you the girl you want
I can't be the girl you'd love

All I can manage is a smoke littered conversation
And one night of less than empty sheets...

i'm afraid now
because what if you can't

                                        can't
           ­                             don't
                           ­             won't



you can always think you know someone so well
until you see the parts of them that are ghosts

                                                         ­   ghosts
                                                      ­      vampires
                                               ­             werewolves

          and let's not forget the DEMONS

                   because on the inside
                              i'm always  **Halloween