The LetterI have faked it for long enough now, Happiness does not come easy. The longer I tried to hide from the facts, The harder it became to find them.The Letter
It became so hard, I no longer saw myself, Staring back through the depths of the mirror, I saw someone else, caught up in lies, Lies so big they were almost suffocating.
I couldn’t bear the pain any longer, I don’t want you to be unhappy, Blue, because my feelings rubbed off onto you, I want you to know I can be happy.
But not in this life, That is why I must end it here, Before I go to
ShowerFog smothers the windows, The heat intensifies, Head poised backwards, Water flowing down.Shower
All thoughts washing away, Down the drain and into darkness, Descending through the pipes, Out into the ocean.
Washed away, Drifting out to sea, Will these thoughts ever come back? Maybe tomorrow.
Waking up, Back to reality, To the sincerity of it all, Just once more.
Head poised back again, Going in for one last time, Come back out, Thoughts flooding through once more.
Fog dies down, Heat disso
FireThe heat starts to get to me, Washing down my body. Sweat, perspiration, fear, The dangers that lurk within. The fire flickers internally, I can see it in your eyes. It takes over you, Taking what was gold and pure. Turning it into ashes, blown away on the wind. I don’t know who you are anymore, The beast inside you has awoken. But there are different shades, I see, to the fire. The ensnared monster, red with rage, gentle on the surface, Through to the cool, calm, unpredictable man, blue, but dangerous. Deceptive, truth hidden well, The fire insideFire
Written TroublesCrying in the darkness Hugging my pillow tight I can’t seem to feel better I know I’m not alrightWritten Troubles
The pressure building up inside The weight upon my heart The thoughts are coming once again Telling me to start
I’ve done it once before I could do it once again I’m the advice giving care taker The hypocritical friend
The burden won’t be lifted Ill never be the same No matter what I do to cope I feel like doing it again
My boyfriend would shoot me Yet he’d comfort me all night (if he coul
Clock of LifeSo begins the clock of life, Watching everything be just fine. Ticking down ever slowly, Towards the end of time. So here I sit watching it move, Wanting it all just to stop. Why can’t it hasten up, So I know that it’s time to drop. Dropping is not controlled by the clock, But merely a single piece of hair. It can be broken by anyone, All it needs is just to tear. The two items are forever joined, And do not work without the other. So all I want is someone there, Someone there just to bother. Just to cut the hair or shatter the glass, &nbClock of Life
Loves BindingLove ties and holds, captures and binds, Both knights and knaves crave it so. Love faithfully enslave all within its grasp, Whether or not they seek it. Yet those who have never felt loves unmerciful hand, Are pitied by their fellow Man.Loves Binding
.Untitled. 35You make things so hard... Dont you know??.Untitled. 35
Dont you know? You make things very hard...
You make it hard to do the right thing/s.. Sometimes..
You make it easy to make bad choice's..
And yet even after i have... After it all.. I dont want to say goodbye...
Even though ialready did, didnt i?
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