It’s nights like these I sit alone in the car Not wanting to escape this closure I think I’ve found Screaming out The words I wish I’d said And reminiscing on times That never found their place And I wonder How much more of me you’ll take Before you realize I’ll never be what you think you want
The only cool thing about being this ******* miserable is that I’m certain nothing could ever make me this miserable again. And that, alone, gives me peace. ♥️
One day, one moment, one breath at a time. Maybe not tonight but someday.
My heart drips from open wounds I didn’t know were there. I am melting to the floor. I’ve only got space for one more loss. I am too weak to handle any more. I’ve never known a sadness that seeps into your air and doesn’t let you breathe. I’ve never met a heartache so loud it doesn’t let you sleep.
I am going to implode. I am starting to dismantle. I never wanted to figure out how much is too much I could handle.
those flowers over there are the ones I planted for you months ago they require water three times a day and don't like to be out in the sun for too long
When people wanna leave I let them. I never bother to fight. This poem is just like the last one I wrote about getting let down. They just get easier to write.