And I am tired
Of feeling this way
Tired
As empty
But full
Of something
Something that makes me feel
Disgusting
I am sick
Of knowing
How close happiness is
For others
And knowing
That I'll never be

Your head on my heart
My head on your head
Getting heat from each other.

Foreheads touching
Looking at the love for each other
In each other’s eyes.

His lips on hers
Warm and cozy
It only lasted for minutes
But the feel can’t be expressed in words.

Holding her close
He didn’t want this to end
He wants the time to freeze
For everyone but them
So they can live that moment forever.

But he knew, this can’t last forever
He knew she can’t be his ever
He knew she has someone special
But not him forever…

The poor boy
Had his heart
Taken away from him
His mother
Didn't approve
His lover
Wasn't his
She taunted him
His mother
Would beat him
"Brat!"
She called him
His not-his lover
Would cheat him
Of happiness
"****!"
She called him
Til he fell onto his knees
And wept
And said
"I can't take this anymore"

Cherry on top
Cherry on bottom
My heart is sinking
Straight to the bottom
The crickets say
They are ashamed of me
And the mosquitos take their aim at me
Cherries are crushed
No longer sweet
Rotten and bitter
False retreat
Writing at night
Gives me strange thoughts
Cherry on bottom
Cherry on top
Outside
At night
Is messing
With my mind

I mean nothing to you, do I?
Wait
I might be overreacting
Maybe?
I don't even love you like that
So why do I want you to hold me
Doesn't matter I guess
Cause I don't mean **** to you
I can try
But I'll never be good enough
Not for me
Not for you
Not for anyone
I'm never going to be happy

When it hurts to breathe
I have to stop

Don't I?

the warm wind filled her dreams, while she dreamt of what she was missing
her eyes shined
and her cheeks blotched
the stars whisper a soft hello in her mind.
her hair gently floated,
the breeze playing with her locks
the beasts in her head nuzzle softly against her skull
tired
she watches the stars
guarding them in their slumber
collecting her crystal tears
to make a chandelier
her shadow twirls in the dandelions
catching fireflies underneath the violet sky
stitched together
as a blanket for the night.