100/F/Middle of Nowhere I have a lot of people who believe in me–which sort of scares me because I always knew I was real.
These are all my writings, would be an honor if you'll give credits.
The purpose of this page is to express my feelings through writing only. 10 followers / 418 words
I was there, lying... Alone and ailing. Where were you? Dreams were shattered in an instant, Crumpled like a piece of paper. I took a pill, Wishing to stop the agony. Began to bleed, And there, in front of me, The sin, Staring right back at me.
I'm getting weaker each day. Paranoia's all I got left. There's so much... I could not say. All is chaos in my head. No one's here to help, And everyone's leaving. My sutured wounds, once again... are opening. Just here... Waiting for my deathbed.
You might be tired of chasing the fire between us that is continuously fading. It is getting harder day by day. It is true that we must learn to love ourselves first before loving the other person. But I don't know how, I'm sorry but can you stay and tell me how? With repeated melancholy states. Teach me how to be happy, how to cope up with the things I never learned from my past experiences. Change is constant, that's all I know. Iloveyou to the moon and back.