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Quinn Jan 2014
I’ve been running through the darkness all my life

It’s all I’ve ever known

But sometimes it nice to feel the sun on my face
Quinn Jan 2014
Kiss me good night
Just hold me here in your arms
Let me bask in your warmth
I cling to you like I’ll die if I let go
And in someways I will
In someways I did
After you let go
After we ended
A bit of me died away
And now here I am
Cold and scrambling for anyone willing to hold me
Anyone willing to make me warm again
But alas, I am just a snowflake wishing she was an ember.
Quinn Jan 2014
I am so lost
I feel like child in a sea of adults
I feel so small and helpless
I just want to crawl out of my skin
At how much I can’t do
But all I can do is cry
I’m ******* done with crying though
I’m so done with shedding tears that should have dried up years ago
I’m done with saying I’m just tires when I hurt so bad inside
Because I do hurt and I’m through with hiding it
Hiding it through false tears or just running away
Because then nothing will get done
Nothing will get fixed
And I’ll just continue to hurt
And hurt
And hurt
I don’t want to hurt anymore
Quinn Jan 2014
I just sit here and watch you throw your life away
I just don’t know what to do
As you drown your pain in alcohol
All I can do is just sit by
Even after I went to the hospital because of your drinking problem
You still drink
And now I just don’t know what to do
I just don’t know anymore.
Quinn Jan 2014
"Stupid *****" The words felt like daggers as they past through her lips. "****, crack head, terrible mother." I hope my words hurt equally as much, if not more.
Quinn Jan 2014
It’s coursing through her veins
Eating away at her
Making her nothing but a hollow empty shell She has her friends and family but that just adds to it
Making her just emptier and emptier
They all seem happy
Why isn't she?
But alas, happiness still evades her
In its stead, loneliness creeps in, and the feeling that no one could ever understand or love a broken girl
who is far beyond repair
She bleeds just to feel something
Anything other then this stinking feeling that fills her with dread
Fear eats away at her heart till it is gone
Compassion is by now impossible but she puts on a face to fool the crowd
The one perk of loneliness is mastering the illusion of “its okay”
She gets a lot of practice
Till soon she herself is believing
But by then she is but a fool who weeps by herself in the darkness
All alone
Quinn Jan 2014
Our souls are forever bound in stardust

Intertwining and dancing along with the newly born stars

Galaxies cannot stand between us

Nor can society
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