hearts like balloonsyou are excellentat loving people. you fillhearts until they burst.
love is the worst place to bei'm sick of fallingin love. i'm ready to befallen in love with.
an analogyeven broken glasscan shine like a million sunsif light hits it right.
SilenceSilence is the slowest form of suicideSilence is what keeps us apartSilence is the scream that everyone shoutsSilence is the lost dream we all haveSilence is the blood we all have spilledSilence is what keeps us togetherSilence is god in the airSilence is the death you can bearSilence is the reason you careSilence is what creeps upon you at nightSilence is the chills in your spineSilence is the reasonAnd the only reasonWhy you haven't said these words yourself
A Stranger'I would promise you until always ends, but I want to live forever.' cyanide poemsdripped off his thin lips.wreathing water-ink.something like salivaand coughed-up calligraphy.up-turned cheekbones:a smiledancing to the surface:a parody of laughter--pallid and festering. 'you're a stranger, so why should i care.' albatross hands.dragged out;crashing again.'you'll vanish today,' fingers chilledto sticks of flesh and bone.'not for the first time, i hear--or the last.' face floating:a harsh white sky.spume and sprayspread outlike a too-taunt sheet.surrender reaching:frozenandlanguid.longing for dreams.pulling me down.shining and smooth:like the last momentsof falling asleep.'i want you to stay a stranger.'
Tomorrow Is Another DayHow can I dreamWhen I'm hurt?How can I smileWhen I'm dirt?How can I hopeWhen I'm forgotten?How can I beWhen I'm nothing?I don't know howBut there are some thingsThat you just have to doIf not for yourselfThen for someone closeI don't know if these wordsWill impact you, or set an impressionBut take this adviceFrom an old cutterIt gets better, even if your life has melted like butterYou're not forgottenYou're always in someone's mindYou're not dirtCause to someone you shineThere is still hope for youEven if your dream is brokenI noticed thatWhen the girl I loved, came even closerDon't hurt yourself todayCause you never knowWhat comesTomorrow
Just to FeelI would cutjust to feel the painjust to knowthat my life was worth itEvery inch on my armevery inch on my legI would cutjust to feel the pain deep insideTo watch the blood pour downto cry in happinessI would cutjust to know that I still feelCutting my skinburning it completelyI would suffer in agonyjust to see if I still feelEvery scar that is thereevery inch that I cutit just proveshow much my life was worth itI would cutjust to feel the painto know that Im still aliveto know that I still feelFeeling of painfeeling of tortureI would cutto know that I still feelIn this world...
I love youThrough the goodness that we knowThrough the cold and bitter snowEven if this world will turn us insaneNo matter how much painWe will leave behind the problems of the pastFacing the future at a long lastNew problems will surely ariseBut when I look at your pretty eyesThat's the moment when I just knowTogether we will always pull throughBecause I love you
Her Second HeartShe sees him laying thereUnable to speakUnable to moveTo breathe on his ownNoThe car speeding down the roadat 45 miles per hourin a 25 miles per hour zonestole all of it from him5 minutes to midnight5 minutes until they pull the plugShe stares at his empty shellThe shell of the boy she once lovedand still lovesHer love never confessed3 minutes to midnightShe holds his stiffened handand whispers to him"I love you"1 minute to midnightHis family files insaying their goodbyesThe girl does not movefrom her love's side30 seconds to midnightTears are shedNone as despaired as the girl'sThe droplets falling, decorating his pale faceMidnight"I love you" She whispers againThe plug is pulledSevering his last lifelineHis face is coveredHe is taken out of the roomHis family leavesBut the girl staysShe sinks to the floorWeepingWhen she looks upShe sees a note on the floorHer name written on itOpens itHer nameinside a clumsily drawn heartHis trademark bad ha
lungs.you are the breathof the sea inundatingthe shore.you speak in suchsleepy sighs,soft and sweet,saltwater kissessweeping, weepingagainst my scars.you are the ocean floormoving under me, andthe seahorses arespinning,the starfish areshining,the dolphins aredancing,the seaweed issinging,and i amslipping under,love filling my lungs.
to swallow the stars.one day,they will set fire to this body,but it will not burn,for there is somethingbrighter and more lovelythan the ashes of my bones,and tonight,those words are writtenin the hand of the dipper, the face of the lion, the tail of the scorpion,strapped to the ceilingabove a shattering planet.but when skies turn to oceansand oceans to skies,and Venus ignitesin the hills of God's eyes,will i open my mindto the very blood of life?because somedaylightning will flicker across my skinand rain will stream from my lips,and the east will crack and blister away from the west,and the ocean will give way to fire and earth and love and loss,for there is nothing greaterthan the bow of the hunter.
Endless LoveDuring the winter, you are my warmthDuring the spring, you are my flowerDuring the summer, you are my sunshineDuring the fall, you are my colorI want to hold you close to me everydayI want to dream in your eyesI want to be the reason why you smileLooking at the night time sky,I gave each star in the universe areason why I love you soI eventually ran out of stars,but I still have more reasons for whyI love you dearly and with all my heart and soulMy love for you is endlessAll year round, Forever,Beyond time, EndlessCountless.
i'll always be your little soldier.i.My father always told me that there's more to lifethan breathing,but how could you ever breathewhen your lungs feel collapsedand your heart feels like a battle woundbecause you can never feel again?ii.I always tried to believe in myselfbecause I knew I was a fightersince I never had a chance to be anything else.I always had to wash your scars off for youand be your little solideras you cried in my armsbecause you said that you lost your heart in the war.It always killed me when you cried,I'll never be the same again.iii.You always pleaded the words ''please be better than me''like they were a part of a broken songthat came from right inside your heart,but all you ever wantedwas for me to not be like a shadow of you.This life is full of nothing but hurt.You always told methat I was growing up to be more like you every day,and you were always afraidbecause you said that you never wanted me to have your mind.I was growing more insane by t
stay.Stay here, I'll grab everyWord I've said in the past day, past weekAnd throw them in the recycle binSo don't leave this footprint on my heartUntwist the knob, come inside,forget it all.Rake nails against my skin, it'll be more bearable,I swear, than the thought thatOne day, you're going to get up,Realize that maybe I'm not thePrincess you thought I was and you'reNo prince.Soaking up our faults, the snow's pure but bloodied,Soiled with ourInabilities to come to terms that maybeThis isn't as great as we've led everyoneTo believe.But, you mean too much to everLet goAnd my hands feel emptier with everyneglectedgoodbyeI feel like I've been shotAnd I hope you think it's worth itTo have me know I'll never mean as muchto you.
Bitter Sweet LullabiesShe had hair like black ink,Rolling down her sordid cheeks;Staining ivory kissed skin,Droplets hitting crossbow shoulders,And cascading downHer waterfall spine.Her eyes were fresh tarmac,Holding me in her troubled gaze,As she whispered, wistful lullabies,To our forgotten daughter;With a smile so BittersweetIt left a sour taste on my lips.She walked on fallen trees,On their mossy shrouds,Waiting for me to beg her home.But she lost herself to the moonlight,Lost herself, and lost me.Ciara, that was her name...She coveted shadows, and pennies,And thoughtful smiles in empty eyes.She stalked my dreams, and whispered"... Don't blame me."And in my daughters eyes,She's all I see.
Jumble Sale Girl.She was a jumble of words and phrases,That would only ever make sense to her,She wrote them down on scraps of paper,And lost them in the chaos of her life,But every now and then she'd happenAcross a note with frayed edges,And faded script, and she'd smileAs she thought of the moment,When she last sat down to write.Misty Seas, Weak knees, She wrote that when she was at west coast,Overlooking the promenade, watchingSodium light up the streets below.And she's like stormy weatherShe liked to think she wasn't predictable,Though she knew she must be,But wove lies from lightning andDreamt of thunder.Dragonfly, Candy, Cocoa,She'd walked by a sweet shop that evening,She longed for the marzipan and coca cola lollipops,And a dragonfly landed in her hair, causing a smile,To spread on icing dusted lips.Climb for the viewShe pushed through blistered palms,To reach the cliff top, as dusk began to set,And golden red leaked across the skies.Dais
Dreams of yester-year,Annie girl,She was full of tears,That shone like moonbeams,Flickering across calm streams,Her smile was sweeter than sugar,Mixed with vanilla and spice,And warmed my steel heart,She was full of bubbling laughter,That would spill without care,She had streaks of gold,Across her caramel skin,That were lost under my touch.She was my sister in arms,I look to our battlefield,Filled with see-saw's, swings and such,And I long for the days when the worst things we knew,Were the dragons we conjured beneath the stars.
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