i miss the way you
would let me ruin you
and take advantage
of your vantage points
and use your skills
to **** myself slowly
and you never knew
what i was doing
what plan i was brewing
because if your did
you'd never let me out again
and i've only just been set free
from my cage
when you get the call
would you cry at all
would you mourn the girl you never really knew?
when i start to fall
would you stand up tall
or would you let me ruin you?
haven't posted in forever, plus my writing ***** but, i'm working on it.
I've been looking at all the poems I wrote before you died
They've gotten smudged form all the tears I cried
When I realized
That I will never be able to write you back to life.
All the people
Are Against the people
Under the people
Who hurt the people
When the people
Only hurt the people
Because the people
Are the ones who hurt them first
I woke up this morning happy
And then I remember you never did
And you never will again.
if you dont love your friends
like you love your family
are they really your friends?
where does the plastic end
and the human begin?
you will believe and say you know someone
until they are six feet underground
and realize you never really did.
i just need someone to love me so bad
because i hate myself so much
I promised never to hurt you
And I broke it
I broke myself
I'm so sorry.
Your voice still echoes in the emptiness of where my heart once was before you ate it for breakfast and left me to starve.
For i am now just half the person i was before
And i really wish i knew who that was.
If you could go back in time
And save yourself
You are strong
You are brave
You are a warrior
You are a survivor
You are validated
You are not pathetic
You are not your illness
You are not your disorder
You are not weak
You are not stupid
You are not a failure
You are not alone
i will love you
even when you don't have the strength to love me back
and especially when you are too weak to love yourself
she will spill rainbows from her pockets
to distract your eyes
from the storms leaking out of her lips.
smiling is a lot sadder than frowning,
because when you're frowning you're not hiding anything.
What you see in the mirror is a false perception
Twisted reflection lost in inner recollection
Breaking your self affection
Giving you this false idea of perfection
Picking through pieces for a prime selection
Of something you are not.
the feeling of being alone
is so deliciously painful
i can't help but crave it as well as hate it at the same time.
we were bathing in moonlight,
you nestled into my arms,
humming lullabies in your sleep.
and i am pretending that you are not bleeding
and the gun did not just fall from your hand
and that the rain is just my tears on your cheek.
i hope you are here when i wake up.
i hope this is all just a dream
i wish i could have seen your world before it broke you.
i wish i could be as beautiful
as you refuse to believe you are
i am haunted by what might have happened
if i had let you happen to me.
the day has arrived where
the darkest of thoughts
begin to plummet down
into our mouths
getting caught in our throat
unable to fight their way
around the crippling judgement
of a logical brain.
and we will fight for
our right to die
while being serenaded
by the robin
wet in summer rain
and drying in the blistering heat
as if the world
and all joy
had been abandoned.
for the joy has not been abandoned
we have simply abandoned ourselves.
for hidden in the tomorrow
that you mask with fear of the inevitable
there are the small things
that sting at first
those are the thing you did not expect
to enjoy as much as you did.
And maybe I'm just stupid for loving
Somebody who's existence I can't prove
Because it turns out ghosts aren't real
And neither are you.
rain is one of the saddest things
it's like the world has gone to so much ****
even the skies can't help but cry
why do we **** the most beautiful things
it was supposed
you and me
against the world
you have left
and it is me
normal is just a word made up by people afraid to be themselves.
Because if I can shine without the light in my life
Then I suppose I'm doing okay so far.
But I don't remember how to run away
Without a hand leading me through the dark.
we all hate each other so ******* much it's no wonder nobody loves themselves anymore.
I find that the emptier you are inside
The fuller your exterior surroundings become
And humans will soon suffocate themselves it what they want
While their true needs have been burned by passion for pleasure.
As we will all starve in search for a flavor we desire
While the sufficient tastes are in our own hands.
But we shall be as hollow as the stores we leave in our wake
And our minds will be dissatisfied with our own royalty.
i don't know which is worse
the fact i never forgot you
or that you wish i did
i'm trying to decide
whether it's good or not
for my last words
'i love you'
Know it's always
And not how
Loud they cried.
Cause it's about you
Not the people who died.
Don't you see I've tried
All you've done is lied
Cause it's about you
Not the people who died.
all i feel is you
and i hate
that it hurts more
than feeling nothing
may i distract you
from salty rivers
and stained clothes
on the dancing lines
woven on once pale wrists.
i shall hold up your palm to your face
to see how much you've changed
and i may hope to god
that you are still here when i wake up.
i have always missed you
even more than myself.
remembering you is the only pain i can feel anymore.
you've made me go numb
and i like it that way.
The water is red,
The faces are pale.
The people are dead,
Survivors for sale.
i couldnt safe you even if i tried
'I don't have anyone else'
"You have yourself"
'No I don't'
you weren't here for long
but you were pretty while it lasted.
just because you can fight alone
doesn't mean you should.
i just wanted
to thank you
my love lives on
even when you don't.
she would bathe in all the moonshine
while i was caressed by her raging flame.
she would drown me in her kisses
and shower me in false affection.
because believing something is right,
doesn't make it so.