How ill doth he deserve a lover’s name,
     Whose pale weak flame
     Cannot retain
His heat, in spite of absence or disdain;
But doth at once, like paper set on fire,
     Burn and expire;
True love can never change his seat,
Nor did her ever love, that could retreat.

That noble flame which my breast keeps alive
     Shall still survive
     When my soul’s fled;
Nor shall my love die when my body’s dead,
That shall wait on me to the lower shade,
     And never fade;
My very ashes in their urn
Shall, like a hallow’d lamp, forever burn.

I hate to feel sorry for myself.
You break my heart everytime I see you.
I know I shouldn't be feeling the way I do
but it's hard when the one you love doesn't love you too.

Sometimes I like to think we would be back to normal
but no matter what I still look at you and feel as nausiated as I do when I see blood.
It's hard to not think about you, when every other thought is you.
I hate groaning about myself,
but I hate groaning about you more.

I've tried to get over it all.
Believe me I have.
But then I think of you... Think of her, the one that ruined us…
how could I ever feel better?

You can say I was right.
Although I know you don't want to admit it.
You'll never read this, and if you do I'm proud.
Not out of spite, not to make you hurt,
nothing like that would make me feel any better about myself.

I would be proud that you took the time to see,
to see what I have to say in the only way I know how.
I would be proud that you would actually think about me once more
and if it was in a bad way, at least it was thought at all.

You never liked confrontation,
that's why you never talk to me anymore.
I always want to ask your forgiveness.
I just wish that you would forgive.
I understand that you hate me now,
and honostly I couldn't care more...

But I'm not feeling bad for myself.
I'm feeling bad for you.
I just wish that you could ever do the same for me,
ever again...

He's always lonely,
but he's never alone.
He has everything he could ever want,
but it's never enough.
He has a lot of love,
but he doesn't recognize it.
He sleeps in a dark room in a dark corner in his house.
He has a wife and two kids,
but it seems he doesn't know they're there anymore.
He lingers in a eternity of dark depression...
but if you look closely into his eyes,
you see his soft dark lips smiling...

It’s a hot serum of truth
scalding more than my tongue
it burns you and only you
on my heart as it goes down
as if I was the one who needed
the punishment

The Ground is unexpectedly
rushing to me for an embrace
and asking me why I left,
Sighing I supply
no response, but she quiets
as if she knows
exactly why my heart whispers of discontent.

Dirt and grass support me,
only not really.
this is the indent you and I made
when we fell for each other
this is the exact spot we laid,
pressing palm to palm,
leaving body shaped stains
and now if I turn my gaze
a quarter inch to my right
no glance will be looking back
only an empty space where one might.

I left for awhile.
The pain was too much to bear.
How could I wait for you here
knowing you expect me to?
But now I return and instead of waiting for you
I’m just waiting for another.

the Ground squeezes me tighter
as the first sign of a tear

I never asked you to say you loved me
I never asked for you to tell me
That I'm the one who makes it all better
When you are the one who makes me bitter

I'm so amazing and you mean it
I'm so delightful and you see it

But the one you see
Isn't really me you like

I never asked you to say I'm lovely
I never asked for you to be there
Yet I'm the one who'll make it all better
When you're the one who'll make me so bitter

I'm the perfect one you don't see
I'm the right one you cannot find

And you never see
What you've done to me, and us

You've never heard me say I loved you
And though it breaks me every day
You are the one who makes my life better
And I will risk my heart to be bitter


I'll never know if you mean what you say
And I don't know if I want to

I thought
Everything was wonderful.
Infallible.
I lived my life with a blindfold
I didn’t
Know where to go without it.

I thought all would be well.
I thought someone would
Come rescue me
From this
Hell of a life.

I thought
Maybe
I loved you.

But feelings change
True colours fade
And black and white
All turns to gray
And I though
Different than I knew.

Where do we find solace?
Where do we
Find reading nooks
Filled with books
That we love
More than friends?

I know
That everything was messed up.
I’m aware
Of all my faults and fears
Irrational and fears inevitably,
Controlling life,
And all those
Feelings.

I know
That my world was shattered,
When you cut the chord.
And like glass,
Shards pierced my heart
And I am
Bleeding from the soul.

I know
That I did not
Love you.

Were do we find solace?
Where do we find
Puddles deep
Enough to splash
Sorrow away?

darkness is creeping up on me again,
envy is about to swallow me alive, and it hurts to smile,
my body is aching as if i was struck by lighting,
but the only natural disaster i have survived is change,
i shouldn't count my chicks until they hatch,
however, although i am commencing in change,
i fear it enough, to know that i can handle it,
the difficulties i am about to endure will hurt,
tears will drown my face in sorrow more than once,
my head with ache due to the loss of oxygen sistering my tears,
however, despite it all i know i can make it through.

but why must blades tempt me so, as if i was a fish about to reeled in by a pole,
drawn to pain like moths to light,
and easily saddened by a poor choice of word,
i am the weakness at it's highest point,
my being aches,
the sadness is swallowing me, i can feel it,
i try to climb the slippery ***** attempting to escape it's grasp but it is hard,
harder than most things i've had to do,
and saying goodbye to you, hit my inner core,
it broke me.
although we are far from over you are no longer my neighbor,
my cul de sack is lonely without you to come over and play,
my inner child screams everyday for you,
save me from myself!
i know you can't, it is something i must do alone,
sword in hand, blade in mouth, i will fight the darkness away,
although i am very aware that i does indeed bite without warning in the dark.

As darkness finds me
The light behind me
You surround me.

You,
the one I love
You,
The one I loath,
You,
The one I need
You,
From whom I feed...
The one for whom I bleed.

Trapped in your prison the misery fills me
Trapped in your prison your love might **** me
But on we move lovers of the sun
For someone who has one I have none
None I love but one I mourn.

Separated
Alone in the dark
Hope?
A dying flame
Sanity and reality
Falling apart
Nightmares
Wild, untame
I'm just a player
In life's sick game

Breaking
Sinking
Finally floating
Floating with the pain
Swimming through fear
Drinking in tears
Consumed with notions
Of impossible possibilities
Never to be imagined again

The darkness is the key
To doors of insanity
Light?
The broken lock