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Candy Noire Aug 2014
Some of my best friends
I've found in my darkest times
When all the ones you felt closest to
Have slipped away
The true ones show.
They reach out to the depths of your heart
Like a blanket of comfort
Shelter from the snow
And cradle us with kind words,
With sincerity.
And that's how you know
That even when the rain falls
And you lose all hope
They will not stray like lost sheep
They will cling like leeches
And **** the poison out.
i Apr 2014
-the deep feeling
of being alone or
feeling loneliness;
the morbid dread
of being alone.
*i guess i finally
found my condition,
and no cure for it.
at least i am going
to die alone,
there will be no one
to show fake sincerity
for my death.
W Winchester Apr 2014
Maybe it's sick to think there is only one way to get someone to notice you

Maybe it's awful that they aren't noticing you, in fact they've never seen your face

But is it so wrong that they like what they see?
Is it so wrong that you like the way they respond?

You like the way they talk,
even though they don't know your name

You like the pet names and ***** sentences

You like the way they suddenly can control you
without touching you

But you know you can never tell anyone
No matter how "innocent" it is

But really...

Is it so wrong to want someone to think you're *beautiful?

— The End —