I feel a hundred emotions burning in me,
waiting to erupt like lava from the Earth
while I fight to hold them in.

I cannot quite imagine a sorrow
like the one that would drown me
if you were to start a new life like
you say you want to.

The idea runs through me,
a venom that threatens my heart.
I’m choking on the thought.

I think of this, and then look into your eyes.
What would I do if they told me goodbye?
To truly love someone, is unselfish.
Go if you feel that’s your dream.

But I cannot help but wonder
how fast my heart would crumble.
I cannot help but wonder
what those infamous “goodbye” kisses feel like.
A bittersweet taste for the lips.

I've heard a kiss can ****.

Each day that passes

you will love her more

and you will love me less

until I've faded from your

consciousness.

I can either let it
consume me and
destroy me and
s w a l l o w
me whole

or I can continue
on about my days
with new faces and
old faces and laughter
to mend my heart

Just know
I can never rid myself
of the love I had for you,
traces of it forever
flowing through my veins.

The time will pass us regardless

so why watch it go by (in tragedy)

instead of running with it? (an adventure)

every single word that

once dripped

from your lips

                                                lies

I quietly sink into the blackness; I am being ****** down into the quicksand of midnight.

There are no screams of mine to silence.

I beg the darkness to take me now.

I shall know no more sorrow, once my heart ceases to beat.

Swiftly take me darling, oh how handsome Death is.

You loved her so,
more than you  loved me.

I wonder if she was your mistress...

or if in fact I was the other woman after all.

We had many threesomes
full of intoxicating bliss,

but eventually you picked her
over me.

I don't think you'll ever leave her.

I used to crave your lips,

I used to live to kiss them sweetly.

Now I

want to bite them off of your face.

I want to watch you bleed

on the outside,

like I did on the inside.

maybe more dead walk the earth

than we’re willing to admit

when your heart is just a rotten

slab of meat that hangs in your chest

and you struggle to rise each day

just dragging through the motions of life

your limbs heavy with sorrow

..are you really alive?