#flyaway
he hurt me
he hurt me so much I couldn't breathe
I poured myself into him I gave my all.
yet he still let me fall
now it's almost Christmas eve
and now maybe just maybe I want to breathe
I want to forget about him
I want to spread my wings and leave
leave him and the hurt behind
but there's one thing keeping me tethered
I still care.
I care so much it's unfair
I don't love him anymore no
but I still miss the happy times
when we laughed and talked and kissed
danced in the rain
because we wanted to try it,
I miss his hoodie
the soft warmth.
yet I should let go
I know, I know, I know.
but still the memories keep me still
I should focus on fixing me
picking up the pieces of my heart
and let myself walk away.
I know, I know, I know
its been a couple months now
and I still think of him
that smile
those green eyes
but now I want to fly let go
so maybe I should
fly away, fly away
let to the sky and fly away
I know, I know, I know
you said I was pretty
and when you said that you caught my wing
I wanted to stay
because I felt that way
then I didn't.
I cried. God, I cried and cried and cried
because why hurt me so much?
I didn't deserve it
you ripped my heart to shreds and stomped on the remains
"but he hurt you"
I know I know I know
I remember the days I starved
I remember the days I locked myself in the bathroom
so no one, no one could see me cry.
see how utterly broken you left me
like a vase shattered into pieces
I'm ok now,
maybe, maybe, maybe
I'm going to forget.
I will.
well not entirely
but the pain will be gone
I'll be ok. ok.
I know, I know, I know.
Dec 19, 2025
Dec 19, 2025 at 7:06 PM UTC
I am a child of nature, a force undeniable
a warm April rain
that will never stop falling
an element of life
I can't stop wanting the wind beneath my feet
to set my soul free, and drift on clouds aimlessly
like a baby bird, abandoned, and never taught how to fly
by instinct needs its freedom to survive
it pounds through my veins
to follow what calls to me and never give up in trying
to be, all that is ME
and want to run, to escape from all that haunts and hurts me
to fly away
but
every time I jump from the cliffs of life and spread my wings
inevitably, the gravity of reality pulls me back down
you see
it's not the final fall that hurts the most
or the crashing into the ground
it's
that never-ending drop of eternal emptiness
that feeling
of constant descent
that lump
that forms in the back of your throat
blocking your breath
it's
the painful tightening and panic
piercing in your chest
it's
that fear of
F
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L
I
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of loving deeply and losing even deeper
of living without meaning
and longing for something more
of knowing life is short, but death is forever
and feeling as if you're caught somewhere in-between here and there
so, I stand still
too scared to move
not knowing any more what to do
because I've never been very good at living
without the promise of a heartbeat
and
it seems I've forgotten how to breathe on my own
but
I can't escape these memories that haunt me
and running away only brings me back to where I started
standing here, alone
::sighs::
it's all too familiar, these days that are passing me by
always coming then going
like the people, and the lost moments of my life
::sighs::
leaving me, without having the courage
to face the mirror of reality of why they left
and me standing there, alone
looking in a mirror with no reflection
if only I could learn to fly away.
©️ Dark Water Diaries
Sep 28, 2025
Sep 28, 2025 at 10:20 PM UTC
Summertime and the holidays
I'm off to the coast
Yea! Off to the sunny seaside
Breezin' down the highway with my window wide open
The music blaring on the radio
Got my bags all packed in the back
Got my swimming trunks in, my beach towel, beach ball.... and my wonderful inflatable woman.
At the hotel I unpack, I get her out
At first she's a bit flat
She's like my very own genie in a bottle
When I uncork her, start to pump her up
It's then...it's then the magic starts
At first she flounders and writhes about
Then suddenly she grows bigger, she becomes *****
she rears up
I know what my three wishes are gonna be
With her lovely ***** salacious look
I know what she's thinking
"Is Sargeant Sausage, is he coming out to play"
Why! You little hussey you little ****
Big and bouncy, so pink and soft and wowzy
My wonderful wibbebly wobbly wonder girl
How I love her lovely curves, all her lovely hills and valleys
She's so pneumatic she's... she's absolutely fantastic
Great big bonging bangers
I lose myself in her, squeeze her tightly
Like a big big balloon she carries me away from all the cares of the day...far faraway
She's incredible! She's amazing!!
(Careful not to bite her though , I did that once
She started to hiss, then she went off flying, farting all around the room).
I made me a tape of conversations from movies
Girls saying sweet things to their fellas,
I play it when she's there
Looking at me across the room
O! she's so sweet, so understanding
She never criticises, is so undemanding
If only all girls could be that way.
The two of us together
Man! She's a fine bit of rubber
We make a good.... a lovely couple
Just me...me and my wonderful...my wonderful inflatable woman.
Oct 2, 2025
Oct 2, 2025 at 10:40 AM UTC
She just wished
that she could fly
she could just
grow wings
and soar high
above her problems
and her life
fly away to
a place that
took her away
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 7:04 PM UTC
Oh ugly butterfly
They think less of you
When you were a caterpillar
There was hope
The children caught you
Placed you in a jar
Picked you leaves
And watched you grow
Hatched
From a cocoon
Sprouted wings
But "oh no"
They were not colorful
The children released you
Just let you go
"Fly away ugly butterfly"
They scream and shout
"We do not love you
for you are not beautiful"
Jul 8, 2020
Jul 8, 2020 at 4:52 PM UTC
the bird I saw at the water park
that bird flew so freely
it seemed so happy to me
because it has wings that I don't have
it is able to go anywhere it wants to go
but that bird is very lonely,
because it's flying after departing its mother
the bird I saw at the water park
the bird I saw at the playground
the bird I saw on the plane
the bird that was always alone, will fly
freely to find friends
it's not lonely anymore as it flies together
hey, bird bird bird bird
the bird that was always alone, will fly
freely to find friends
it's not lonely anymore as it flies together
hey, bird bird bird bird
Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 2:58 AM UTC
Sleep away into the reality of illusions..
The night and day reversed.
Into the infinite time you'll travel.
Floating in the air with your head twisted back.
In your eyes u see the darkness revealing itself .
Relieving u from the harness of light .
U close your eyes trying to escape the reality.
But with the dust and wind, u are surrounded.
Taking u to the next dimension.
U might have an iron hand, but your brain is much stronger.
With the force of your imagination, u immigrate.
The foreign land and the foreign sky may sweep you away.
The tempting lights in front of ur eyes, a false hope .
Tricked by the illusion, like the curse of a witch.
You are doomed to live inside of your head!
Like a white stripe entering into the prism .
U burst out laughing letting out the rainbow colors of the sky.
When u spit out, the ****** red color appears .
Everything turns to black,
carrying the darkness along ..
U swim in the stormy clouds.
There's no left or right
No wrong or right.
Everything is an illusion.
A dark black morbid illusion...
Feb 22, 2020
Feb 22, 2020 at 3:36 AM UTC
As I stand at the edge of the ledge,
My feet dangle.
Creating the music you used to sing.
I rethink,
and your old words push my mind.
"If you're so sad why don't you jump?"
those were your exact words, father.
Maybe, I'll try to fly
but your words will push me down.
My body will go numb,
as my screams create waves in the chilly water.
And then I'll swim away
Feb 13, 2020
Feb 13, 2020 at 9:57 AM UTC
Not again
The dull ache in my heart is back
The heart that beats for you
Although you don’t know it
Is about to break.
Not because of someone else
But because of you.
I can see the way you look at me
Like my eyes are your world.
At least that’s how I look at you.
My heart lives in your soul.
And it’s beating to keep me alive.
So please, don’t let me go
Like I’m a simple flower petal to the wind.
Soon you’ll find out about my hidden feelings for you.
Either you’ll brush them off like dust
Or nurture them into living
Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 10:15 PM UTC
how does a bird fly
if he cant appreciate his own wings
and realize that those wings
can take him places
that he has never been before
to see the mountain tops
above the orange horizon sky
into the deep blue nothing above
to see new beauties that have gone unseen
but if the bird can never see
that the only thing that can lift him are his wings
then he will never truly learn to fly
and if he never learns what his wings can do
then how will he ever become
truly himself
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 7:45 PM UTC
You fly away leaving your past behind
Soaring through the clouds
Reaching unbelievable heights
-
Because that's all this is an unbelievable dream
A vision of leaving the past behind
A dream of taking flight and getting away
-
Free as bird
If only you could fly away
Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 10:32 AM UTC
In the thinly spindly Glen
Resides a lonely clucking hen.
Strut and peck, flutter and fluff
The bugs she eats are never enough.
Leaves ripple with the sound
Whispered quiet a question resounds,
"Why not fly South this year?
Freezing frost will soon be here."
Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 9:40 PM UTC
How many wishes in one dandelion?
How many in one heart?
ALA
2016
May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 12:42 PM UTC
Take a leap of faith with me,
Come with me.
Let my eyes test you
We'll jump off this cliff
Before they get us
And never look back.
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 9:07 AM UTC
Wish upon a star;
Go on, fly away far;
Home is ever so lonely now;
Both painful and true;
You left, quite out of the blue;
My child, please come home;
I'll play all your favourite games;
Even the one in the frightful brown mud!
Cold and alone;
This house full of memories;
I want to go with you;
Oh, please take me away;
Aren't the tales real?
Pirates and Pan and Lost Boys too?
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 11:52 AM UTC
she
stands in front of the mirror
hands shaking
her reflection
is
not defined as 'beautiful'
her standards are too high
she has
an
eating disorder
she thinks she's fine
but she's not
soon an
angel
will come
to take her away
an angel with beauty
that
astounds even God
just like 'her'
only whole
she
doesn't
see the pain she causes herself or others
she wants to be beautiful
she doesn't
need
all this pain and suffering
to keep her demons away
she needs
wings
and a prayer
what she needs
she doesn't get.
To
be happy
she needs to be somewhere else
she needs to
fly.
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 4:01 AM UTC
Do you know the feeling?
needles lining your rib cage
You can't take a deep breath.
cant calm the earthquakes
So Breath for me
live for me
Take my hand
hold it steady
Because I'm ready
to fly myself home
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 2:22 PM UTC