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Josha bowser Apr 2015
Are you using me ? The the thought is terrible but these thoughts seem unbearable. Do you love me? This thought seems pure but theses actions seem refined. And I cannot breathe for my thoughts are killing me. Are you killing me? Am I killing me? For I cannot see .
Josha bowser Aug 2014
Cuts hurt the most when there from the ones who matterThat's all I feel and see So let my emotions and blood splatter Fill your life with my sadness at least that will make me feel purpose If it wasn't for that I would feel nothing My mind is corrupted with my thoughts of anger Is this what you wanted then fine I won't put my love or trust on the line You all have said your peace and now I'll leave Take that how you want No matter what happens you will see my face If I have to leave this place maybe my heart will find a better place Anywhere is better than here Maybe I can find love in my own heart But it's hard to find light in something so dark A sliver will help but I'm afraid to ask When I'm alone with my own thoughts my mind shrinks and I'm lost Maybe I should stop trying but that even takes effort Silence hurts too maybe I'm the fool that didn't realize that you could hurt me too
Josha bowser Apr 2015
Your lips say a lot when they collide with mine, I love you, I miss you, I hate you is being screamed but in the form of our silence and peaceful moans. Each one as amazing as the first time. They are sweet and perfectly fitting, the seal of our conversation. Kisses on your forehead even on your stomach, every inch of you deserves one. To say goodnight and greet you at first light, any reason and no reason at all. The sensation of the embrace makes me weak and at the peak Im swept away by the purest feeling of love that Ive ever felt.

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