There was an error
But it is unknown
How would I ever know
how to turn it back around
If I do not even know how it started

For it was hidden
Because they are afraid that I cannot bear the truth

I try so hard to change myself,
Yet it isn’t enough for you.

You force me and push me,
Yet when I bleed, it’s too much for you.

I can’t do what you wish of me,
Yet that’s not satisfaction enough for you.

I want you to stop,
*Is that too much to ask of you?

Every time I close my eyes
I see you with him
The pain I feel is almost unbearable
It keeps me up ,afraid to sleep
In fear I will see you and him
I try to think of something else
I can't,  my mind won't let me
No matter how hard I try
No matter how much I don't want to
Every time I close my eyes
I see you with him

She comes to vibrate with you
Without seeing already the meaning,
Since the time pure life thinking,
When it grows that winter afternoon,
In the reservation of the pleasure,
Simple without cruelty a life,
In the purity a dream as a treasure,
A life whole innocence comes to tell her.
That's too much but amazing as never,
You do not forget Morenita,
Neither two eyes said by you to love her,
She does not forget, Morenita,
Either you in the daytime with coldness,
You enjoyment touching the moon.
In the first time with her,
It was for you a madness,
How long for telling you,
And that beautiful moment to appear,
Dreams and longings, and happinesses, a life,
Your life, she is in, you can for her,
That's too much but still alive forever.

My heart ached in my chest.
It was swelling up, finally getting ready to shatter into millions of pieces.
Tears wanted to drip out of my eyes.
My breathing sped, as I tried to control my breathing.
inhale   exhale inhale exhale
What if I stopped?
What if I stopped thinking about breathing?
Would I stop breathing?

A wise man once said "crying doesn't help a problem "
So I held my tears, until I absolutely needed them.

Until my pain was 10 on a scale of 1 to 10.
Until my pain was Unbearable.

Here’s to the cries of your agony,
The stabbed words into your heart.

To the pain of your kiss.
For the sweet surrender of your mouth.

A drink for your intense hatred.
To anguish your divine love.

To the delight of torment,
For the never ending river of tears.

Three cheers for your lonely eyes,
To the taste of your sorrow cries.

A drink for euphoria,
You are lost in the wilderness of confusion.

But for you I write the unbearable sadness.
Your frozen heart, your fiery frozen heart..

The heart that touches, the hands that bind.
Your need for wants, but the wants that you bleed.

The lines of love, the despair of silence.
To the dance of death, a scotch for your waltz

You are the monster under my bed
That crawls up through my pillow and wraps its claws around my mind in the dark.
You are the sunbeams that reach through my windowpane and make it
Let go
You are in my head when I smile, like a consequence, like an instinct
And you are behind my eyes when I squeeze them shut in pain or fear
Like a promise.
Like a bell tolling I hear your name when it is silent and cold outside and the stars are piercing and I am fragile as ice, cracking with the sound of it rolling through my head.
I hear it slide along my skin when I run my fingers through a cat's fur and marvel at the softness and warmth and comfort.
You are in my mind.
You are wrapped around it.
I have made you a disease because you refuse to be a cure
And I will die of it
And good.
Good for you, that you will finally know what you're doing to yourself
By seeing it worn on someone else
You
Darling

You are my nightmares.
You are my daydreams.

You are the insecurities that gnaw at my stomach whenever silence falls and I squirm with thoughts I don't want to think.
You
Are the shadow that falls on the street when I wander at 2 am because I cannot be still with your name burning holes in my bones
And you are what I wake up from full of longing and disappointment when I find my dreams were false.
You are every thought, tacked on, dragged behind, holding on so that
I know of nothing now that you do not cause
That does not cause you.
You, darling, you will be the death of me.
I promised.