And when violence becomes numb to us, who's to blame?

Hope is the very anchor of our soul.

i only trust a few. not you, not you, and most certainly not you.

I'm with the tide now, there's no time to fight it anymore.

You said you wanna be good but you're begging me to come over.

For so long I thought it was so beautiful to be owned, but now I see the destruction that the belief that you belong to anyone but yourself can bring.

And the thought of you brings me to my knees.
Doesn't matter, I've done it all before.
This is what I live for,
Isn't it?

I asked kindly, "Show me who you are." And you have yet to disappoint.

Please stay.

so, maybe it's okay, maybe it's meant to be.

Being around him takes away the feeling of loneliness that I have known for quite some time now.

i believe we could just be,
but will we ever be?

one day I will not associate even the most minuscule of things with you, like the date or what I eat or even words. I believe that this truly is something to look forward to, because I simply cannot handle the pain of it anymore.

I can't wait to leave.
Parts of you will be scattered and left everywhere and
I'll make sure to leave them there.
I won't have to endure the pain every morning and night
and I'll leave those fragments of your heart that you gave me
in the dirt in different parts of the country,
possibly in the world someday.
Maybe then someone will see them and
water them like seeds,
because they failed to grow inside of me,
which is why I need to leave.

you put me on a stake and you left me aflame.
i turned to ash, but now i'm rising again.

love seems to motivate people, i would know.
love has motivated me to let myself go.

I didn't want to become him, but over the summer I morphed into him as fast as *lightning.

she was everything and more.

if you were to sink, i'd jump overboard too.
no pointing in living a life without you.

just tell me how to stop it, tell me how to stop seeing it. tell me how to stop seeing the lies and the pain and the hurt, please tell me how to not notice it anymore.

tell me that these lips don't burn your skin and that your breath isn't as hot as fire on my neck

happiness comes and goes, but misery? oh my darling, *misery always stays.

how many hearts will you have to break to see what you've done?

and I know that as soon as she gets here, I will fall into her arms and weep.

To all of my friends who know me
The only way to contact me is through HP
Don't even bother with my phone

i think I'm starting to figure myself out again

I have lost my words
and my wisdom is gone
I am not a poet anymore,
am I?

“I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain.”

I wanna forgive and forget.

your stories are getting sloppy like the smudged lipstick on your face, oh honey, don't you realize that intelligent people have better taste?

"How can you love someone who hurt you so much?"

some words are better left unsaid, so you should probably keep your mouth shut.

They're all gone.

I haven't had time to think lately
my mind has been vexed by the
thoughts of him that run through me
each and every day.

I realized that one day I will
never be able to see again.
I will never see her beauty
or see my bestfriends smile.
I will also not be able to hear.
Not your voice or any others.
I will not be able to touch...
I want to feel your warmth over me
for the rest of my days, my dear.
And singing will become impossible
because I will not be alive.
Everything will be dead.
Could it be possible that
maybe I can save my mind
before I lose it again?

i sit here on the                                          edge
of my bed and i watch you
as you watch the
rain f
         a
           l
            l
outside of my window.
when all of this rain clears up,
will you then shed a tear or two for me, my dear?
won't this last or will we be thrown into the depths of the sea?
i do not wish to get lost in the ocean of being "just friends".
I'm just wondering how many lullabies will be sung until you
dream of me again?

I cannot sleep,
for my body is begging me
to nourish it.

yes i knew the date and i remembered everything about it.
i remember the streams of light that came through the window
as i cried and cried in my nephews bed, begging for you to not die.
i sobbed as you said your last "i love you" before you went under
and maybe thats why i woke up at 7 this morning with the same heaviness in my chest that i felt last year on this day and with tears rolling down my cheeks. i remember the 5 heart-wrenching messages i sent you. and i remember wishing my sister wasn't such an *******, because yes, i was crying that the girl i loved was going to have screws and rods in her back, it frightened the hell out of me because of the possibility that something could go wrong was relatively high.
i didn't know what i would do without her.
i still don't know sometimes.

and I throw up because the pain is too much to bare, please spare me, please spare me.

Decided that leaving would be the best for now.

Suddenly I want to die.
my lips are burning,
my ******* are aching,
my stomach is caving in,
my hip bones are bleeding,
my back is breaking,
and inbetween my thighs
I am crying.
I don't want to know why I feel this way,
I just know I want it to go away.

and you message me every morning with a "hello beautiful", so I pass it on to my friends, because everyone deserves to feel the way that you make me feel right now.

I'm still waiting for
You.