hours pass
time flies
still have you on my mind
love is fake n don't know why
feelings fade
people change
that's all part of life

My dumb tears are the retort to your moronity
for I regret the moment of slumping in your unloved arms.
©shadeofalonely_girl

Unloved Nightmares
I guess I understand how you can walk past me during the day and act like you're okay. You always felt the need to prove yourself, to look stronger than you were. It's what I admired about you. Yet, you flirt with other girls trying to make me jealous because of what we lost. Well, I am sorry baby. You threw me to the curb. Don't stand there pleading for my love when you were the one who left me in the dirt. I moved on from you and I do miss those little things we would do but, I don't need you boo.

I guess the sun was shining so bright before it made you too blind to see me. Now every night when you close your eyes, those nightmares leave you bleeding. You're wounded, hurt the same way I was. Now it's your turn to understand what it feels like to be unloved.

And I can sometimes feel myself
spiralling down the stairs of your heart
Slowly drawing away from the affection
we once intertwined our fingers to
Like,
Is anything ever enough for you?
My deepest fear was by far losing you
but at this point in time I think
my deepest fear was actually losing myself
through loving you
I drew a picture of my self portrayed as an attachment
beside your being on canvas
That was my first mistake
Being an attachment and not an asset
Being an attachment and not a soulmate
Being an attachment instead of being a part of you
You let me grow onto your skin like fungus
refusing to scrap away from your abuse
in belief that that’s how we’re supposed to be handled
You left me mistreated as if abandonment was the definition of my name
And although I may seem like the stupid one here
the reality is that I was only blind
You played all your cards right
with the all so attractive face
I saw your lips constantly promise me lies
and that’s when I knew for sure that
the three special words that are most often used,
are rather quite abused and in many times by you
That it’s people of your replica who
**** out the saucy meaning from pleasures
and scrap away it’s taste
Both when it comes to words
and when it comes to sacrifice
I gave up my purity
for the desire of your heart and
for the feel of your touch
It’s quite sad and rather embarrassing
to realise how mislead I was
A dog, I felt like, astray
and pushed away
with plenty of dismay
when I thought I was okay
And even though I can sit here today
and proclaim a testimony,
my prognostication is the continuous witnessing of acrimony
When women generalise that
‘men are trash’,
it’s sad to know that only a few spoiled the rest
Because it’s true that not all are the same
but once so much has been taken away from you,
it’s difficult to try and stay sane
But now, as I keep
spiralling down the stairs of your heart
Slowly drawing away from the affection
we once intertwined our fingers to,
I’ll always remember that it was not only you
who had the souls of our girls
but rather the influence of the ***** grains
that claimed they had the world in the palms of their hands
when really, all they were taught too
was the misinterpreted identity
of what a dominating male is perceived to be like

praxinoscope-théatres and chatelaines
vinaigrettes and salt sets
strawberry grabbers and victorian dress lifters
inkwells and i

how foolish of of us
to believe we would
have a purpose

how foolish of us
to believe that we would
ever be of use again

I woke in a pool of blood
Unaware of what had occurred
My feelings hit me like a flood
Understanding I now felt reassured

I'll never be good enough
Realising I'm use to the emptiness
I tried to stay strong and tough
But now im broken and a mess

Realising the walls I've built
So many scars to keep people away
Afraid to talk, to share my guilt
About every cut, feelings on replay

In my castle so solid made from pain
Walls all around cut me off
Never close enough to be hurt again
This may well be my last standoff