I drank her in
With a cliche thirst
Desperate
I traced her ribs
Fresh ink
Our ancient tongue
And a pair of winter eyes
Answering
All my loneliness
.
The morning is hers
I dip inside
Muffled yelps and
Sleep-soaked pillows
Borrowed time  
Granted by
All her curiosity
.

I’ve been told not to get to attached to people,
Because when they eventually leave I’ll get hurt and that got me thinking that the being scared to be happy is the worst fear
I know being so scared to get hurt that I became almost get scared of closeness,
if I get punched enough a open hand is almost a closed fist,
if I get my heartbroken enough, love almost seems like a tragedy.
I know that I used the word almost because I’m still scared to admit all of this,
I know only the words you’ve told me, even your lies could become my truths and I would never know the difference
So lie to me
Cause I wanna be attached (hurt) by you

you terrify me
because i know that in years to come
when i am finally happy and settled down,
you will come along,
and i wont even second guess walking
away from that life to be with you.

to be broken all over again.

- Leah

Mixed emotions are coming through.
And I have to stay fit, can’t let them know I’m feeling blue.

I stay in character, and I stay okay.
But deep down inside, I think I’m starting to decay.

They ask me how I’m doing, if I’m feeling fine. I keep a smile on my face, but what they don’t know, it’s a big lie.

Fighting the tears and the sorrow everyday. I try so hard to keep up in this earthly play.

But I think we all are, and that makes me feel sane. That the whole world is also, feeling this pain.

If I look into your eyes,
Would you look at mine?
If I smiled at you,
Would you smile at me too?

For when I look into your eyes,
I get to feel.
I melt as your brown eyes,
Your **** eyes swims deep into mine.

But I know you do not want to,
You do not want my trenches,
And as beautiful your eyes can be in sunlight,
Like you, I’ll just stare.

For I will smile at you,
As sweet as a girl who’s never been in love,
Who has no clue of what it takes to love,
For I adore you so much that I hate you.

But I don’t like your smiles,
I love your laughs.
So please, always laugh.
For I am infatuated by you.

In a room full of people,
It’s you I look for.
For an unspoken thing,
Keeps me waiting.

And I look at you,
And smile,
But feel afraid,
For I was frozen.

I was broken,
And you made me feel.
Again, it flutters,
I won’t let it.

But If my heart wasn’t taken,
Will you have it?
If your heart wasn’t taken,
Can I have it?

I found a book of poems
in a beautiful heart wood chest
And written across its sturdy lid
Was the word "hope", like sunday best

Upon this book of poems
Lay a velvatine writting pen
And vials of ink from distilled life
For writing letters to her friend

When I went to read her words
 I discovered the lock on it
The key she gave that opened her room
Was never the key that would fit

So I put her poems back
I was nothing more than a guest
And with the blood that ran from my eyes
Next to "hope", I wrote the word "less".

when you’re tired of learning the same lessons over in life, give me a call
can you catch yourself when no one is around with open arms when you fall?
you used to have it all, I wonder why’d you risk it all
it’s been years and here’s this big *** burden I still haul

how’d I carry the weight of you when I couldn’t hold myself
how did I help you, I was the help that felt the need to help you out
giving away my last, I watched myself deteriorate and melt
I was no longer the head, suddenly I became the tail

this is the tale of a young girl who threw everything good in her life away
you reap what you sew but I never thought I’d pay
I threw myself away, got down with the dogs there I laid
with a man I loved and sold my soul for him to take