my biggest fear is to love; yet i wish i knew how to love.
such a simple task for some.

every one thinks i can do it,
every one thinks i can get through this ******* sadness and be happy,
every one thinks my poems will be happy,
instead of sad.
every thinks im strong. pretty. flawless.
except me.
the one person who counts.

"you have soft eyes, there very beautiful." he said looking into her eyes and she looks away.
"No. they are eyes that have given up, depressed, and sunken in. they have seen hell. and there dull. Nothing about that is beautiful. Nothing" she said as she walks away.
"sorry"
he grabs her arm and pulls her back, and sees the eyes he once thought were soft and beautiful, cry. and kissed the crying girl.

-Desirea Fox

how can you tell me to be happy
with tears running down my face
and my hands shaking frantically?

oh please tell me how.

how can you me to be happy
when all i have are sad thoughts
running through my mind?
felling pathetic, and ****?

oh, please do tell me how.

I out the blade up to my skin.
not giving it the power
to harm;
to hurt;
the power i wants.

i had the power.
i had the control.
over the object that was both
my best friend, and my worst enemy.

-Desirea Fox

you are the shining sun. he was the dark nigh.

i am the stars.

and the sun and the stares dont go together,
because the stars cant shine when its daytime.
he let her shine unlike you did.

-Desirea Fox

staring blankly at the wall, felling every feeling in the world, yet felling nothing at the same time.

how are you so calm right now?
is it because your numb?
is it because your just pushing it all away?
how are you so calm right now? 

you were the sun and i am the stars, but don't you get it? you are still the sun to me, but i can not shine in you present, but rather at nights present. that's why you wanted the ocean, and i kept it form you.