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kylie formella Jan 2015
i felt the burden of ****** shaking the room,
i asked you if i should move on.
you stayed silent, that
said more than you possibly could have said.
it's getting more difficult to say
"i want you back."
the only thing that'll come out is
"why?"
i don't even want the answer anymore,
i just want to stop. i want it all to stop.
the only escape that i can imagine is
a bullet through the brain.
i can't see myself ever not loving you
and you never loved me from the start.
but you don't understand
i fell hard and i fell fast
there was no one to catch me and i am
laying on the floor,
bruised and bleeding.
just repeating.
"why?"
new year, new me, right?
well why do i still feel like an island?
one that not even the tide can reach.
so far away and disconnected,
who even knows how to find my heart.
kylie formella Dec 2014
let's start the new year right
with your hand between my thighs
kylie formella Dec 2014
tall, like a god.
something important, something you have to worship.
you see him and there's nothing you can't find.
he has already achieved the person he is,
he is comfortable, he knows no reason not to be.
calm.
everything i do not possess in the form of
him
perfection i want him.
kylie formella Dec 2014
this is an invitation for pretty girls to message me haha
kylie formella Dec 2014
this is for the me who i'm trying to break free of:
stop. stop getting yourself into situations you know will ******* up. stop giving people chance after chance. stop telling yourself it doesn't count if it's him, he's only important if you make him so. stop it. find the value inside yourself to move the **** on. stop isolating yourself unless it's him who wants to be involved with you. (usually it isn't.) you're going to be okay. you don't need him to feel like you're actually alive. give other people a ******* chance and stop feeling sorry for someone who isn't trying; you. all your putting your effort into is getting him back.
kylie formella Dec 2014
because when i see your pretty hips
i want to be between them and looking up at your pretty
sparkling eyes
i want my cold hands
on your warm thighs,
you angel
and i love the way you
tate
i love the way you
blushed
when you came
feeling females tonite
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