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Your eyes
As the ocean
Piercing through darkness.
My countess
Take me far away.
Take me to a place
That only contains us.
Your lips
Roses defined.
Kiss me untill
Everything falls away
And we are left
To cuddle in the clouds.
My countess
Breathe life into my soul
You are my everything
I will not fall.
You are the moon
Sitting so high,
You pierce the night sky
And fight all my demons away.
Yes its easy to say.
I love you
Now and forever
My queen,
My bae
:
To love her big fat piggy heart
It's almost impossible not to actually
She's so filled with life
And no regret
I sure love her
With my little igloo penguin heart
It's like the words of my mother haunt me, it haunts me in my sleep and in the day.
When she is my mother and she seems to care, it is easier to keep going. You live for the moments when things seem ok.
I don't know if you experienced abuse before in any form.
You are scared to the point of checking your phone because if you miss a message they will punish you with twenty more saying you should answer right away.
You’re afraid to eat because of something that they will say.
Your scared when you wake up and when your breathing.
You cry yourself to sleep.
When the abuser acts normal and loving you stay because you love them and their old self is showing.
You enjoy those moments where it seems peaceful because it helps you get through the bad parts of when the abuse happens.
If the abuser acts nice your scared because you want it to last so you don't say anything and they think your behavior is weird.
I feel so lost and dizzy, I don’t know what is true anymore.
Im waiting for damnation
Im waiting to be killed.
Im waiting to be rejected.
No matter how hard i try
im never enough
Why?
See you think you are a **** god
And i am like some slave to you.
You said things would get bettet
You said i could be happy
But youre the same still
No difference.
You lied...again
What the ****?
I wrote your name on my heart
With a blade that was oh so shape
Bleeding with each letter I carve
My heart is hungry for you, it’s about to starve
Please don’t think I have forgotten about you
You are never off my mind
I wish I still had your heart
And I want you to know you will always have mine
~J.O.
What will break my heart more
a sledge hammer
Or
*your words
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