ALL I DO IS CREATE SHORT TERM REACTIONS, nothing that comes from me is meant to last. When you collided with me, my body didn’t recognise what kind of element you were so I just reacted like usual but **** fizzles out the longer you’re near me. Save yourself, just because I’m reactive don’t let me drain the power out of you. Even after all this time I still can’t work out what you are, prove to me that the true reaction between us isn’t destructive enough to wipe out a city...CAN YOU DO THAT?

I was a fool to think things could be different and just to make **** equal between us...only fools fall for me.

Expert poets huh? If poetry was perfect it wouldn’t exist
You can’t follow a method
Just follow your heart, that one thought that is always on your mind, the drag of your pen against a surface, the long sigh after a hard day, the feeling of skin against yours, the feeling of a feverish Sunday afternoon nap, just follow the feeling of running away with a day dream

And you’ll be just fine

I wish i was home
In your arms

Against your skin
With the wind
Dancing across my spine

And your fingers
Intertwined in mine

Forever be mine
I love you

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We don’t quite know eachother yet
And I have spent my life waiting
Waiting for a moment so beautiful
That I can hardly bear to take a breath

Choke me
You’re choking me
The very thought of your existence
Is what I live for

And I’ll carry on this way
Until i find you
Just so I can feel something

:

Looking out of the window
Static
Nothing moves

Lines so perfect they blur into a feverish dream
I’m waiting
I’ve been waiting so long
For something to happen
For change
Just to feel something

Trapped in these four walls
Trapped in these people
Helpless yet so strong

Untapped potential wasting away
Or is it burning slowly
Getting more powerful minute by minute

If I told you all of my secrets, there would be nothing left of me

To love without caring
To feel without being able to express
To live but without passion

Is a crime
And a world full of endless suffering

To want but never get
To dream but never fall
To **** without fearing

Is no fun

To breathe and live another day is a labour
But it is this labour that keeps us alive

Passion is what gives us the life
It’s what gives us the colour
The drive
The smiles
The pain
That red stain
Her name
His face
Heart racing
Bodies shaking
Life
Death
Hope
And rain

It’s what runs through our veins
And we’re slowly dying

Give me another hit
Just one more
Please

I’m
Hurting inside