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It will go awayPain is only superficial in my head
blood flows and tears fall
Try to hide everything I am
and stand in the shadows of
Remember the pain will
go way and I'll live to
face another day
Tears falling from my face
about how you broke my heart
How I loved you
gave you my all
and you let it all go
Now I wear the pain
instead of living it and
Pretend I dont love you anymore
Power of LoveLove it can make us weak in the knees
Hearts skip a beat smile without knowing
Think without showing
Fly with no wings
Love can make us hurt with no show
Kill for one
Break every second
Lose what was given
The power of love has us
pinned down beyond compare
to any other feeling
Love doesnt ever die
But just fades away slowly...
SecretBehind my eyes, there is a secret
a secret that you will never know
It burns inside of me like a fire
I lie awake thinking of you and what we could have
I think of how much you cant see whats right in front of your eyes
you will realise what you have once it walks away
once it cant take much more
of your silly heart schemes
I stand by you maybe
Just maybe, my heart has had enough...
Title with no nameI watched you leave leaving
wet ashes in each footstep
If leaves would walk away
in the wind each one of those
leaves would be you
If this mirror like this
world would break in my eyes
I would still be able to
watch you leave
I saw your back disappear
in the distance as much as
I saw the other half
I saw you walked away
I watched you leave
as I watched the rain
fall from the cloud
of my eyes..
If I didntIf I didn't need you
Why did it feel like a lie?
If I didn't want you
Why did I let my heart die?
If I didn't care
Why did I hold on so long?
Everything I shared
Until the day you were gone..
No titleThere are no words to fill this void
Survived by faded memories you sing
familiar songs whose lyrics now escape
Now these sounds and visions are
those you miss the most and
and the heart whose gentle fires
We find replacement in this cold
solitude We pray for fields of
gold, blue skies and peace
Dare we find tranquility
as there are no sentiments
expressible to calm
The beast that roars its sadness
There are no words except for those
Unknown TitlePretend that everythings alright because
when everyone thinks your fine sometimes
you forget for awhile your not.
Let your pain flow through.
This life was only meant for finding out the truth
What do you do when smiles go away?
When everything changes within one day?
What do you do when love falls through?
The worst feeling isnt being lonely but
forgotten by someone you cant forget
to look back and see how things used to be
knowing it will never be the same.
They say what doesnt kill you only makes
you stronger well some of us are just
too sick and tired of being strong
When you drop a glass or a plate on
the ground it makes a loud crashing
sound but as for your heart
when that breaks its completely silent
Its silent and you almost wish
there was a noise to distract
you from the pain
Sometimes pain becomes such a huge
part of your life that you expect it
to always be there but you
cant remember a time when it wasnt
But then one day you feel something else
something that feels wrong be
Nothing mattersWhen I was very young
Nothing really mattered to me
But making myself happy
I was the only one
Now that I am grown
I will never be the same
Because of you
Nothing really matters
Love is all we need
everything I give you
All comes back to me
Looking at my life
Its very clear to me
I lived so selfishly
I was the only one
that nobody wins
Something is ending
and something begins.
You only hear what you wantWondering what I have done wrong now
There's always something
and i'm supposed to figure it out how?
Your breaking my heart
Just that little bit more each day
I dont want to break our love
but I dont see any other way
we were made for each other
shared our hearts
from one to the other
but now I have to go
because your love for me was never so
Shouting and screaming again
your hurtful words they fly around my head
Each word cutting deeper
You didnt listen to a word that I said
I said that I love you
But you didnt hear me
I might as well say that I dont need you
and you wouldn't know the difference
Because you only hear whatever you want
and never open your eyes
AmaranthineCast your dreams
To your body's tide
When your mind opens wide
All things end
Yet there's no goodbyes
From within your own eyes
How far gone? (Updated)Just because there's words
Doesn't mean there's a thought behind them.
(The slate was wiped clean.)
Just because my eyes are open
Doesn't mean I'm awake.
(I fell asleep long ago.)
I may be hearing
But that doesn't mean I'm listening.
(I've tuned into another station frequency.)
I may have been touched
But that doesn't mean I feel.
(I'm long past numb.)
Though I eat
I shan't taste.
(The food has been bland since before this.)
I wouldn't want to wake up.
(Your world is terrifying.)
My mind's eyes are completely closed
I like where I am.
(My world is nice. My world is safe. They can't get to me here.)
I'm in my bubble.
How far gone am I?
I can't take
All the pain I see.
(It shouldn't effect me.)
I feel like screaming
At the world.
(As if that would do anything.)
It's like torture
(Because I can't help you. I don't know how.)
So I'm hurting.
(I feel lost, you're always my constant.)
What do I do?
How can I help you?
(Please don't go! I need yo
SmileI am the clippings.
The shards and the trimmings.
The thrown away and wasted, stitched and pasted.
Lost and Fragmented.
But I'll put on a smile and pretend I'm not dented.
What do I write?I don't know what to write.
There's so much on my mind,
So many things that could take flight!
But I don't know what to write.
I could talk about inadequacy.
How I was lazy and immature and didn't listen in school.
How I don't have much vocab and my grammar is as useful as a broken tool.
How I don't write much because I'm afraid of appearing as a fool.
I could speak on inadequacy.
Then there's always anger.
How people say I'm good at art when all I see is a twelve year old's lines.
How my freedom is restricted and I'm just confined to two places.
How my friends don't respond and I sit here in stasis.
Yeah. I could write about anger.
But how about guilt?
How I've been such a asshole to my family in recent months.
How I've not stayed in touch with the friends who're living in hell.
How I screw up often and end up hating myself and not leaving my shell.
I don't know.
Maybe I just care too much.
Writing at OxfordBetween the dusty pages of
drunken novellas and tragic plays,
a small ferret creeps and a young girl strays.
Enticed by a fantasy mirror and
lightly cut by a subtle blade,
the fabrics between worlds gently part
and literature is new and made.
A delicate array of alternate ideas
welded together within the parchment of a book.
Be careful how far you peer between
the never-ending lines of flowing ink.
Beware of your ever changing daemons and
ensure you don’t fall for their trick.
For they would have you think that
there is nothing more behind these shelves.
The truths they do hastily conceal as
there is more than you could ever believe.
Keep your friends closer, your enemies closer still.
You’ll never know where you may meet as
you hide behind your wandering quill.
On Wax WingsSpeak not softly
of your troubled fate
Huddled late, cross at the
Loss of doubled rates
Prostitute your sorrows
til the morrow can't come
Mind: scant and numb,
You borrowed some horrors
For you to Tell, See, Believe
Starve her beastly cheap when she's deceived,
Upheaved and ruptured,
As you yet corrupt her,
Leave her upstirred in life's broken structures
Who ever said you can see beyond the sun?
Beyond the moon, the sword, and beyond the gun?
Who ever claimed you could walk the seven seas
Through heaven's fire and through its dreaded breeze?
And thread with ease a Gordian knot at whim, known,
While playing your accordion hot with prim tones,
and prone to the thoughts of the world before you
Kneel, adore you to the core you deplore through?
Prostitute your every degradation
Blame it all off with prevarication
Declare with patience that you just can't face it
Deny your dishonesty, then embrace it
You harmed me,
Lied, defied, denied
And tried to get by
on wax wings to fly too high
Random Sugar Cubes"Sometimes the universe wants to be noticed and today, the universe decided to call to me in the form of your smile."
"Cloud mountains conceal"
"If you're a good learner, you'll be a horrible teacher, and, boy, am I good at learning."
Knowing the difference between yes and no
Uptight, straight board
Cheap smiles liquor lips
That's the best way to hide it"
XI (Life Lessons)One.
The people that crash into your life and then leave with slivers of your heart as souvenirs are not the ones. They do not care in the same way that you do.
That best friend who gets a little drunk and spills words out like a leaking faucet chose intoxication for a reason. Tread carefully, your sensitive friend just might be the best thing to happen to you in a long time.
The 'friends' that treat you differently may very likely be looking to get something from you. Discern what, and avoid them at all costs if necessary.
Those conversations you find odd often lead to more uncomfortable topics. Turn back as soon as you pick up on a change, you likely won't like where this is headed.
The regrets you have are the most memorable. Figure out what's going wrong and use the same ideas to create better memories.
Do at least three things in your life that are utterly insane. Live a little more than the average and you'll always be the one with the best s
The Tears.....If Tears could build a stairway
And memories were a Lane.
I would walk right up to heaven
To bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken
No time to say Goodbye.
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knows why.
My heart still aches with sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to Lose you
No one will ever know.
If I could have a Lifetime wish
A dream that would come true.
A thousand words can't bring you back
I know because I have tried.
And neither will a million tears
I know because I have cried.
You Left behind my broken heart
And happy memories too.
I never wanted memories though
I only wanted you.
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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