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i Mar 2014
the razor slowly,
deeply cuts into her
wrist,
and the pain is gone,
just for a brief second,
before it appears
once again,
and she gets the urge
to do it again,
and again,
and again,
until all the red liquid
is gone from her
scarred body
and the pain
finally disappears,
forever.
i Mar 2014
g.
you never broke
my heart,
and i loved you
unconditionally,
without you
knowing.

it was perfect,
i knew everything
about you,
and you didn‘t
even know me.

it was a secret,
and i wouldn't dare
to find out what
would have happened
if you knew,
how i truly felt.
g,
i still love you,
don't ever forget that,
but i don't see you anymore
and the love is fading away.
perhaps i don't want it
to fade away.
i Mar 2014
dearest,
corine

i know that in the
twenty four years of
my existence,
i haven't learned most
of the important things,
but the only thing that
i learned is that i love you,
and that is the most important
thing of all.

sincerely,
ed
i Mar 2014
all she wants to do
is get lost,
walk into some
unfamiliar alley
and disappear
from the world,
to build something
of her own.
and after all,
it‘s a big city,
nobody will
find her,
and she doesn't want
to be found.
because she is worthless.
i Mar 2014
when i walk next to
you,
all i want to do
is hug you,
and all i want to
is for you to hug
me back.
i Mar 2014
laughing at nothing
specific,
you said you could
swim the pacific.

i didn't believe you,
of course
and that's when you
headed for the doors.

i laughed harder,
at your blunt escape.
but you thought
that this was a date.

i gave you a
disapproving look,
and you stared at me
until your hands with
mine hooked.

you kissed me out
of the blue,
and you smiled against
my lips because you knew
it was true.

and i realized that
with a couple of drinks,
you can do a lot of
brave things.
not in my nature,
i Mar 2014
look at my hands,
they are white and
freezing cold,
just like my soul,
you can't warm up
my hands, just like
you can't warm up my
soul.
stop trying,
it isn't worth the try.
i will always be
like this, cold, numb and
alone, for the rest of my
miserable life.
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