Darker days
Stormy hours
Windy moment
All your leaves are blown away

You stand there
Dry and colourless
No bird is attracted to you
You are good as dead

Without your leaves you give no oxygen
You become useless
Unwanted
And dead

Everyone judges you
Just because the could stand strong
When the wind blew hard
But what they don't know is
Your leaves were already loose

You stand there
Dry and colourless
Begging for the woodcutter
To save you from this misery

You are just a leaf-less Tree
But everything to the lone bird

                                    ~ForestGreenSoul

strike a match
watch the flame flicker
hover your hand over it's warmth
bringing it closer and closer to your skin
but never letting it touch

the burn would hurt too much
the hesitation shows
there's still some hope
the flame has not yet scorched your happiness.

Watch the flame die down
throw the match away
you're not an angel on fire today.

You have officially left the Midwest.
You've always been toxic to me.
Even now that you're gone, your poison drips off my lips.
I swore I blocked you out for good months before you left-yeah ******* right.
My scars from never being enough for you had just started to heal.
Then, one day I got curious and wondered if you would even respond.
Another chance to mess with me? OF COURSE you answered.
2 months and you'd be outta here was what I came to learn, you had nothing to lose.
**** it, what was I thinking?
******* for everything oh and ******* even more for everything that you know you should be sorry for but choose to ignore.
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm not...
You are still bitter towards that girl who ****** with your head and only said she loved you,you'll never let that go.
I have come to accept you will always cling on to her or at least the idea of her and allow nobody else to be better, um good luck with that.
I hope one day I find everything I deserve in a place thousands of miles from you.
Out of the Midwest is where you belong and I will not give her your best.
~CMD

When words do not give justice
And hugs do not suffice
There is absolutely nothing left to do but
Cry