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she's got vodka on her breath and tobacco scented fingertips, a scarred heart filled with haunting memories that never leave,
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fingertips brushing against my skin never felt more like needles inserting in my veins
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It's your voice that melts away the pain,
and your smile that makes everything okay.
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im secretly holding onto a warped board hoping that it will save me from falling. the water below
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my heart is racing my breath is slow
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And you’ve done it again.
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my hands start to vibrate, instantly turning my head.
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i can't look back and i cant look forward and i cant look to the right or look to the left or up or down, I'm just stuck. i feel like the only star floating in a midnight sky lost with no where to go because you cant see anyt
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there's hearts where your pupils belong,
and glitter sprinkled on your light bronze skin.
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when i close my eyes i can see everything. the world is all in front of my eyes but the only thing i can make out is your face and i reach out to touch it but you're farther than you appear and my hand just skims the air. i c
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i almost forgot what it felt like to be broken.
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i wake up in the middle of the night,
trembling in fear, shaking to the bone,
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when thoughts hit you, they can be pretty hard--
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your poison swims through my veins, rushing through my tainted heart,
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i remember being five years old, cradling dolls in my little arms,
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i don't exactly know who you are but i do know that you remind me of myself in some ways and i'll explain.
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but it never matters what you wish on or how hard you wish because wishes just seem to be something you hold onto for hope-- they don't come true.
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dear cherie- this is me spilling my heart out in ink;
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to the girl with a fake heart and a lie coated brain,
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'i don't think you know how much i miss you.'
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dear person that i can no longer call mom,
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im standing on a path going in two different directions. one way is pointing to love and happiness and sunshine and feelings and oxygen and its barely been walked on. the other way is heading towards emptiness and being lost
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dear person that i no longer know,
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dear girl,
the one who stole my tattered heart,
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