I ponder,
if he is looking down on me.
Wondering if he made the right choice.
This precious talent -- going to waste,
out of fear; it may never see the light?

I wonder,
What we he do the next same;
about this talent of mine --
let me waste it a second time,
or pass it on to a child of mine?

Close your eyes
Take a deep breath
Let it out
Open you eyes
Look them straight in the face
Tell them you love them
Walk away without turning back*


If the person you love is making you feel like you're being held underwater for an ungodly amount of time, here's your sign. Do yourself a favor and let go. It doesn't matter how much you love them because I guarantee they don't love you as much as you love them. They don't care about you as much as you care about them. They're a leech, ******* out every ounce of energy you have left. You don't need them. If it hurts more to tell them you love them than it does to think about what it would be like if you lost them, you need to let go. You need to rip yourself off them like a bandaid. It's going to hurt, but you'll be okay. As a matter of fact, you'll be better off than you were. I promise.*



                                 B.S.

There's a reason why there's present, future, and past
Tenses of verbs proves that nothing can last
It doesn't meant that when he said "I love you" but he left it's fake
It's possible that he really did but it eventually changed

"I love you"
"I loved you"
"I'll love you"

It's never the same

Hiding in your bedroom praying they wont find you. feeling like a freak but the pain feels too good  holding out on hope. working your way to the bottom. all of what is left may as well be gone.
if i could climb my way to heaven without being guilty i would look to the father and ask how it should be. but when i open my eyes this hell it arrives. crying in the corner talking to the shadows asking them to save you praying god will **** you. nothing is there. you're all but forgotten your body is dead and your mind is numb. decisions are stupid but you're not the only one. if you breathe one more day that's another they hate. A crime they create becomes one we commit. you're already free while another tries to escape.

Dear god
Please tell me how to make it all go away without having to put a bullet in my brain.