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Josey,

If you could see the way you’ve brought me down, I doubt you could
Sleep at night; I break into another dream, trying to mend the broken panes,
Glass you’ve shattered time and time again. A nodded head to you father
I commend your drunken grace; this hunger draws breath from your mistake.
Litter, the empty bottles that could build my house; cast your stone, lover
Try to bring me down by judging words, yet you serve reason to this thirst.
I memorize timeless eyes, eyes that could learn so much; a mother that
Ignores every victory you achieve, a brother who never will believe.

Caress, the hatred in this touch; I could tell you every secret I’ve ever fucking known,
And every single whisper he gave to me, stepfather and daughter left alone-
I could describe in hisses the look of that dead fetus, or the anger in my mother eyes
These things will go to me till my grave; yet you have the nerve to sigh

Dramatic. Why do you think I try so hard to impress you?
Traumatic. You say I’m a fighter, righteous to the core,
Says the girl who devastated my ego by calling me a whore,

You could kill a person with your words, Josephine.

You want to my secret? Your nothing compared to me;
I walked away, you understand your mistake.
So when the time comes and all these friends desert you,
when you've got no one, and you mother finally hurts you-
Remember the girl who made you her entire world,
when it was obvious to both you'd never keep that oath.
Everything you get is everything you deserve
So cheers to this last rant; it's been long in reserve.

Here's the end;
singing songs that means everything to me,
writing to a girl who means nothing to me.

You could kill a person with your eyes, Josephine.

Find yourself in the mosh pits you’ll grace,
find yourself in the cliché lyrics you always sing;
that’s such a lovely color, it goes with your sneer
what gave you the motive that’s made this all clear?
Your disadvantage to human emotions has left a long run,
So, gettin’ tired of me yet?

Trust me babe, i haven't even begun.

Author notes

Joesephine; code name for my most in-famous ex.
Cheers to you darling!



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  • xxRainbowDawnxx
    December 21, 2007

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    She sounds extremely harsh. But then again, so was Karl. I agree with the statement also, that he'll turn back and realise it's too late, just like she will. This seems so anger ridden, not that I blame you, she sounds like a right bitch and I don't blame you for being glad to be out of there. It's always good to get your feelings out though, especially on anger as it builds up.


  • The Lost Boy -PP-
    October 23, 2007

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    I wonder if the war would be as fun as it was, or if it'd be different.
    We did it during, and then after; all the hate and bitterness...
    Are we neutral yet, babe?


  • AuraXX
    October 23, 2007
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    nice write ..u still have it


  • s h a r d s
    October 23, 2007

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    WOW

    so this is A-fucking-mazing
    like seriously. its so powerful and so emotional
    i love
    "when you've got no one, and you mother finally hurts you-
    Remember the girl who made you her entire world,"
    and
    "Here's the end;
    singing songs that means everything to me,
    writing to a girl who means nothing to me.

    You could kill a person with your eyes, Peter."

    amazing write, once again youve wooed me with your words.
    xox

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