This used to be your spot
your comfort zone
your hideaway
a place to sit and think
in company of no one
but yourself
your camera
your music

When you needed to clear your mind
or escape from your everyday chores
whenever you needed to cry
or contemplate
or gather strength
This is where you would go

You took him to your spot
proudly showing him the view
the trees
the cliffs
You wanted to share
something you love
with someone you love

Your spot lost its original function
and became a place for laughing
and kissing
and loving
a place associated with joy
with him

He left you at your spot
he said you must cut all ties
for you are not the one to laugh with
to kiss
to love
He has someone else for that now
And they have a spot of their own

You go to your spot
to cry and clear your mind
but you see him everywhere
a silhouette on the bench
a shadow in the thicket
a ghost who whispers in your ear
all the things you wish to hear again
I love you
I love you
I love you

He's haunting your spot
The whispers turns into screams
repeating those last few words again and again
It's over
It's over
It's over

Never again will you share
something you love
with someone you love
cause once he leaves
he's not just in your memory
he's in everything you shared
staining it
ruining it
making it his

He's in your favorite movie
he's in your favorite song
and you're constantly reminded
of the pain he caused
He will never let you move on


This used to be your spot
Now it belongs to him

you just keep hurting me every chance you get,
i wonder...have you even realized it yet?

I guess all you can do is hope for the best

It's cold,
So very cold.
As I lay here on my bed,
The air holds a terrifying dread.
I hear nothing,
I see nothing.
The only feeling I have is this bed,
Hoping to sleep like the dead.
It's the most terrifying thing to ever exist.
The dread hangs like a heavy mist.
I can feel the dark touch me,
Crawl along my back and cling.
So dark, so cold.
So terrifying, a fear that never grows old.
So different than what you were told,
It's the true feeling of being alone.

I don't need drama in my life,
I already had enough of it at home.
I don't need liars in my life,
I've already had the hurt caused by them.
I don't need anyone who pretends,
I've already seen who they are.
I don't need anyone to keep me in my own prison,
My hearts is already riddled in scars.
I don't need anyone to lie,
My whole life was one.
I don't need anyone to pity my life,
It's a thing that I want gone.
I need someone real,
Someone who actually cares.
I need the real deal,
Someone who can share.
I need real people,
No more fakes.
I'm done with those people,
They blame me for their mistakes.
I don't need a fake friend,
I need a true friend.
I don't need someone,
I need the real one.
Because life is riddled with fakes,
Life's ultimate mistakes.
I don't need a liar,
I need someone with that same fire.
A real person.

The weird purr of my air conditioner,
The feel of my comforter.
My pillow is folded for it is flat from many sleepy nights,
The sound and mood is just right.
Yet here I am,
A fool at 1 or 2 o'clock AM.
Helpless,
Sleepless.
I want the blissful sleep to take me,
Overcome me.
I can't, however,
Even as this wish keeps going forever.
When will I sleep instead?
What happened to the comforts of my bed?
However another night will pass,
I still awake like a *******.
Oh sleep,
Why don't you love me?
No matter how many times I'll complain,
I fear that I'll never sleep like I ever did again.

I am a devil in disguise,
A dark angel hidden in sweet lies.
I'm what people would call idiotic,
I'm nothing but a raving lunatic.
I'm the one who people sees as strong,
I'm the one who's seen that's constantly in the wrong.
I'm the victim,
I'm the innocent one.
I'm the friend who is so sweet,
I'm the one who people want to be.
However, I don't want that,
I'm ugly and fat.
I'm rotten to the core,
I'm the one who's never more.
I'm not worth the wait,
I'm not worth the pain.
I know this more than anyone,
I was always the abandoned one.
I know that people won't see me,
I know that I won't be free.
I'm never more than a friend,
Someone who is there in the end.
I'm not strong,
All these things that people say are wrong.
I'm always on my own,
Alway doomed to be alone.
Even the love of my life will never pick me,
Despite my pleas.
He's the type of man who will pick his friends,
Even when I need him in the end.
He's wonderful but I know that I'm always last to them,
They mean more to him.
I know my friends would never care about me,
Even though we can be considered as close as family.
I know that I would sacrifice myself so happily,
They are my real family.
However, I get left behind and forgotten,
Like leftovers or food that is doomed to be rotten.
I don't want to burden them though,
I don't want them to know.
I'm not upset with them,
They are my family and friends.
They saved me from myself,
They helped me become myself.
They woke me up to reality,
From my closed off fantasy.
They made me smile,
They helped me, a person who was already defiled.
I owe my entire existence to them,
They are my friends.
So I don't mind being left in the dust,
I don't mind if I'm left to rust.
I know that at my funeral, no one will attend,
I don't care, they're my friends.
I don't mind if they don't cry,
Or if they left me alone to die.
I want them to be happy,
Even if it sounds so sappy.
I know in my heart that they don't love me as much as I love them,
I don't mind, they're my friends.
They're my family, my reason for being,
So why wish suffering because of my suffering?
I'm a devil hiding in sheeps clothing,
A villain in superhero clothing.
I'm no good,
I'm every bad thing in existence that is far from good.
However, even me, a nobody,
Wants to love and have somebody.
So I let them tear me down and rip me to shreds,
I was always better being dead.
I don't care about it, there's nothing to be changed,
For I'm a fool in love and is always willing to wait.