| Is it so bad, that i am just dying to get home? |


Untitled 11there is something in the way you fight to stay that makes me want to beg you to leave. two stories have ended, I'm working on a third. like the start, 'the end' is just words. its cold outside, you say you know. i sit and watch emotions turn to snow. ice creeping up the side of my chest, making it hard to breathe. I laugh and say, "it's only the weather, please just stay." I smile as you turn and walk like you, all warmth disappeared.Untitled 11
I was left facing my biggest fear. I started to ponder, the meaning of this. 'That' was never true, but I still blamed you. I


June 08: I'm sorry.falling star, falling light, you never make things right. of all the boys and girls of the land i am but the tiniest speck of sand my voice is so weak, my body so frail. will you listen as i weave this tail? my heart was broke, clean into. my heart was broke, but not just by you. "my life is bleak, a mistake a snafu but your not worth the bullet it would take to shoot you" the lies i spill would fell a sea, because i try to guilt others into to loving me.June 08: I'm sorry.
"best friends till the day we die" one of us was telling a lie I got so angry, I got so mad.
I too


Untitled 10lost in the rhythm and rhyme of the way i think things should be.Untitled 10
but never will be
or can never be. never is a long time.
longer than forever. Forever ended three days ago. Never started the day i was born. Nightmares that i inflict upon myself. trying to guide myself into something that will never happen.
can never happen. wont ever happen. I bring all this upon myself. i have no pity for others or ...myself. Since as long as i wish to remember,
in this false state of memory that i create myself
and replace reality with this unreal world
i


Untitled 9And I'll run.Untitled 9
I'll run fast and hard, because that is all I know to do.
Watch me disappear into the dark.
I know you don't.
I don't know why I fight for you? Why do I? Let me go now.
and watch me fall.
Freedom of choice is overrated.
sleep with the lies.
your only company at night.
and i know you're not ok.
This is gonna kill us both.
but that's fine with me.
this is what you begged for.
this is what you wanted. and i still don't know why i fought for you?
let me go, and i'll watch you fal
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My Colorful Gallery of Fun
"Perfect Isn't Interesting."
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My Colorful Gallery of Fun
"Perfect Isn't Interesting."
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