Tessa Marie

Tessa Marie Jan 2015

Lonely.

Lately I just want to be alone.
I want to stay hidden from such things that I admire and honestly I feel at peace when I do so.

Tessa Marie Jan 2015

Lost or just a little open minded?

I'm lost inside. Or am I?

It's such a shame how everyone act's as if everything is going to be alright.

I see things, not like I used to. My eyes and mind seem to be opening up to the world around me. It's scary to finally understand such things that used to confuse me and soon later ignore them like it wasn't a problem..

Tessa Marie Jan 2015

Unknown.

I feel weightless like I'm floating in mid-air.
I'm so broken, in need of a repair.
sick of this journey already.

Tessa Marie Jan 2015

Stuck

Sometimes I feel as if I'm stuck in the darkness.
I can't seem to escape this hell.
The more I try the more it seems as if I am digging a huge hole I'll never be able to climb out of.
I'm slowly losing control.
And I'm scared of what might happen next.

Tessa Marie Jan 2015

To my special somebody

Life is too short to deal with all this misery and pain. Yet when I'm with you it all seems to fade away. My life seems more meaningful and in the end, seems to be worth it all. I feel alive and happy. Your voice, your smile, your happiness and joy. Just your everything; just you.
It's like I'm a drug addict, yet I'm not addicted to drugs.
I'm addicted to you. Your Cheesiness and everything about you.

Tessa Marie Jan 2015

Confused and such.

Day's and night's pass by and I'm still thinking of you.
Oh, how I'd give to forget about you. All the wasted time you took from my life.
My mind tells me that I love you, But my heart tells me otherwise.
I need to move on. I need to breathe again. I need to stop living in the past and live in the present,
But for some reason, it keeps bring me back.

Tessa Marie Jan 2015

Love

Love is a strong word.
It could be either real or fake.
Most people use love as revenge or to mend a broken heart of their own.
Most people use and respect love as if a precious gem given to them from someone who they love and trust dearly.
Love could be either misused or mistaken.
Love could be real or fake.