Why do I feel so fucking sick, why do I hate myself so much. I miss myself before the pain, I use to dance in the rain but now I'm drowning in it. I feel defeated, mislead. I want to cut til I'm dead....
My wife is having nightmares again,
Curled up tightly at my side,
as each passing car highlights another ghost
She tells me about them when I wake. She says,
A living city was buried,
Under great ash ...
“I need a girlfriend.”
A frown tugs on my lips as my eyes can over the text.
I don’t know what to do next.
I wish I could be the one to make you smile,
Even if it was just for a while.
I was stupid to...
He was never certain why Mary always walked the way she did
Or how her hips swayed side to side so abruptly And how her perfume always lingered on his tongue
It was awful
He would just imagine begging...
The world calms and darkens. The hum of the long day slowly quiets as the world sleeps. I lay here listening to the silence. Coaxing my mind to sleep. As much as I crave it, want it, need it... It sti...
"You're starting to like pain."
-Physical pain. "Just don’t get addicted. Don’t hurt yourself either."
"Because pain is still pain.And at the end there is a certain amount we can’t take."
My world is filled with grey. The air is thick and damp, very somber. These shadows lurk within, Following me down the streets
Through the leaves Under the water To the ashes. I drop my fork
Until the end of the line,
Until our time has come.
Neither of them had ever form those words on their lips.
Never did it ever occur to them to say it aloud.
For they had always loved each other from ...
She understood the word,
The idea of addiction,
But had never truly seen it.
At least not with her own eyes.
But had never really felt it.
Not with her own fragile fingers.
But had never ...
I have problems sleeping at night,
I'm here listening to the fight,
Inside my head.
One wants love,
One wants death,
It's leaving me out of breath.
I'm hurting and don't know how to figure this out,
Leaving me zombified through my day
Leading me to insomnia through my night. Restless life
The scar I live.
Hell took me just to spit me out
Hell raised me to torment my s...
How I used to want to be like you
I thought you owned the world
I dyed my hair to look like you
I hoped to be so powerful
You always smelled of enterprise
On special occasio...
Words like knives cut my undeserving skin,
I didn't ask for this
My eyes scan the floor for an escape
and your hands leave bruises like universes
A vast empty void vessel
Theres no collapse of my ches...
I'd like a do-over.
I'd like to go back to the first day I thought down upon myself, or the first day I let the bully become myself rather than a passing upperclassmen in the hall. I'd like to change ...
To the point where I close my eyes,
Seeing darkness and being afraid.
Afraid to see what I fear, To see I am still the person I disliked.
The person who did not do much,
Who had no goals. Thinking on ...
three selfish wishes
three selfish wishes is all i need
first, i wish to see what others see
everyone says i look beautiful
i remember when i replied back to my great aunt a "no", she ...
from time to time
i stand alone
and think to the clicks and cracks of the burning wood
it brings me joy that sound they make
of burning oak
and future mistakes
those poor pines
that once stood tall
Not sure what's happening,
I miss it - am I crazy,
Not even sure on that.
New feelings I can't name,
Old feelings gone,
I knew those,
Where'd they go,
Can I have them back...