I feel alone when I close my eyes the feeling leaves me paralyzed. It traps me in the cyclical thinking that I alone, will never be enough. I should just give up.
the air was sad like the first summer night that drops below 60 the reality sets in hopes and dreams of the summer have come to an end and winter is coming
do i listen to my mind or do i let my body take control lose control do i let his fingers linger caress the curves of my body i wish i could see clearer vision blurred my mind pleads this will bring pain my body claims there is no need to be ashamed but there is isn’t there? in God we trust but this, i must let him enter pure bliss perfect pressure to my lips again and again please never again.
crazy to think we went from strangers to lovers to strangers you have seen me naked you know my deepest secrets no place on my body you haven't touched yet I no longer know you and it breaks me to my core
there will always be... hope for the hopeless courage within the discouraged someone to understand the misunderstood worth in the worthless good in goodbye.
where does love go? when that deep immense feeling of belonging dissipates like a mist in an ocean breeze. does it gently fade away, as it evaporates in the sky? is it remembered? does it still exist?
when you think of... long night drives curly brown hair handwritten notes hole in ones boat rides and beach days under the sun when you think of love I hope you think of me.
sometimes I wish I had cancer then people would send me flowers, and get well soon cards. but I am bipolar so when I am sick I suffer alone, ashamed because too many times people synonymously use my illness for crazy.
I was reminded of you in every moment every moment was exchanged for a few a few moments with you on my mind eventually I will be able to escape you no part of me wants to leave you behind but it is time for me to arrive.
she changed for the better but to tell the truth something catastrophic happened because she didn't tell a soul people thought she just left but in reality she died
there is a room for you in my heart its painted blue, with a desk and a chair John Mayer hung on the walls music in the air it feels a little impossible being apart but then I remember there is a room for you in my heart
Some nights I feel lost at sea, tossing and turning as the waves crash into me. I anxiously await the light to come, desperately needing the warmth of the sun.
loving you was a day in the sun smiles, laughter, fun sadly, it is not possible for the sun to forever stand tall but watch closely there is beauty as it falls
she was a vase of beautiful flowers knocked down by the waves of her intricate soul shattered pieces scattered across the ocean floor she cried glue the pieces back into their original places she tried but the vase was different unable to be repaired broken forever the flowers died.