Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
I can't quite tell
If it all was true
Maybe the only hint
I'll ever get
Is I can't stop thinking about you
And I wonder
If you think of me too
I doubt it.
And that honestly scares me
Was it a firework?
Or a wildfire?
A fourth of July?
Or a lifetime?
I swear I won't forget
I hope you'll still remember
Me.
I don't forget
I'm sorry
If I could let go
Like balloons
I would
I really would
But you mean so much
You changed my world
I love that
Maybe I don't love you
I love how you changed me
You've become someone else
And I fear that
So I'll keep holding
That thought
That lovely
Wretched
Wonderful
Love
I love feeling dizzy
But I'd love to get high
Sometime
Maybe next week
Meet me in the park
Sometime
But wait, when?
No
Maybe I just got out of line
Peace out with the lies
Blood red in the water like wine
Ice cold on my nose
Think I might have broke it
No it's just the feeling
Ecstasy I know it.
It's 12:21 and this is how I feel.
Welcome to the dead end club
A long time has gone by
You were out and living
On your own
And we were waiting.
Why?
Because you're a member
A forever member
And a member cannot go and leave

The dead end club is a never said thing
Where anxiety is heavy and breathes.
The dead end club is a place that you come
When there's no one else left to confide in
So the dead end club lets you
And hears you
And sees you
Gives you a good place to survive in.
The dead end club is a concept I created to justify the place in one's mind that we retreat into when we have met our final break. Of course there are many final breaks and thus at the dead end club we are confronted by our many breaking points and must live out time in a place surrounded by walls, boundaries and dead ends.
I'm standing at the edge
I could be great
I know it...
But I'm suffering in silence
Sleeping in a hotel
That's foreign to me
And wondering...
Knowing
That the world will know me
But I can't do this
Or that
I can't be me
Without looks
Because it feels like they hate me
For knowing
I can do something
And I'm just hoping I can hold on.
I'll retreat inside my mind
To search the bits
That you left behind
Social suicide
To look through what you left behind

3 perfume bottles
Got the foulest aroma
Think the feeling's over
If I get high maybe then I'll be sober
Then the are bottles pouring
But they're flowing over

Used to be younger
When life was living
Back when food had taste,
It's giving off horrible vibes of life
As realists
It's getting chilling

If I smile and laugh
Then there's a chance
I'll never come out of this lovesick trance
You hold your heart
And I'll hold mine
Who says we both have to be fine

We can both be damaged
We can both be true
One thing I know is that I'm whole
When I'm with you

So as I search my mind
For pieces of your broken heart
It's scattered across the pages
Of my loveless soul.
Notes
Don't isolate yourself
Even when the world wants you to
Hate yourself

Go out and have a good time
With all of your friends
That was silly of you
To assume that I've got them

Guess I might be getting into my head
But then again
All I want is to end
This

Miserable feeling
I'm not alone if I
Just keep on going.
Next page