Why leave now
and let me fall
Why not stay
and help me stand tall

The love you have
breaks my madness
Our quick embraces
cures my sadness

Why not stay
and make my day
Why must you leave
and force me to grieve

i am twirling in a dark space
the door is slammed shut, i heard the keys were right down the door
there are no windows,
there is no laughter

all i have known is my head locked between my thighs,
all i have screamed for is the help that never seemed to be enough,
all i have felt is the tears running down my face,
all i have heard is the laughter - this silence is deafening

i have tried to reach for the door but i can't find it,
how do i let the light in?
how do i open up my heart?
how do i let this pain float away?
how do i ask sadness to let me go?

i am stuck in this room,
i am stuck against this wall and i can't see,
the dark doesn't scare me anymore,
this now feels like home.


the dark is my home,
don't call my name for i am long gone,
all that is left of me is the shell of the person i once was,
i am a walking, breathing, corpse

don't ask me to feel,
all i remember is pain.
don't piece the broken fragments,
i want to be gone.

*i want to be gone.

I'm lost in a sea of twisting emotions,
the ship that I'm in
sinking more every second.
One last forceful wave
strikes right in the middle
and the stern and the bow
are now separate pieces.
I can feel myself being pulled under,
into the frigid, black water
I'm holding my breath,
but I can't much longer.
You can't hear me screaming for help,
so I just keep it all to myself
for no one can save me now
as I've already begun to drown.

With my eyes
I ****** your soul
With my hands
I caress your
Body

My touch
Lures you in
Under my
Control

I can control
You
I feed off
Of you

My *** drives
You crazy
You can't escape
Me

Through me
The gateway to
Paradise
Exist

Consider me
A queen
With men and woman
At my feet

All powerful
Desired by all
You follow my
Every order
Obey me

Forever a dream she dreams with no end in sight. No way to jump off this merry go round of cyclical delight.

She feels the rush of freedom, the weight of freedom, she settles for the longing of freedom.

She feels it brush against her skin riding the wind through her hair. It pulls her out of her head, releasing caution to the wind. If this drug were to end her, would anyone care?

This boat we are in strikes an ebb and flow far too often and it feels old.
A day in the past made of gold is too heavy for me to hold, anymore.
So as not to drown, let's let go, let's learn to swim.

i don't know what to do about this bright-eyed boy
with perfect teeth and banter,
i just know he swore to me he wouldn't be another echo of my past lovers and
promises don't mean much to anyone anymore.