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One forgets that we are
One.
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I thought we were the best of friends, But I'm quite unsure.
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Chaos is filling the air around me, I can feel it as I breath it in,
by Mesameru Nayami
22 lines,
on Oct 31 2:19 PM. In Death, Crows, Loneliness, Pain, Seclusion, Darkness, Blood, Chaos, Harmony, Truth
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bright lights and i thought i might be feeling good, turns out im running away right back to...
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i want to get shitfaced so drunk i can't stand up
by justencase
29 lines,
on Oct 29 2:08 PM. In pain, sadness, love, sorrow, loneliness, hurt, angel, wings, bored, used, abuse
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A butterfly trapped with an answer unmasked
In the middle of Hell's masquerade.
by MoonLovedRose
63 lines, 4 comments,
on Oct 28 4:33 PM. In Love, Pain, Loneliness, Sad, Thoughts, Nature, Weird, Life, Experiment
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“I look at all the lonely people.
I look at all the lonely people.”
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Lying on the floor Are the broken pieces of things
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Imagine waking up alone; Maybe you already do.
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I wrote this April 24, 2009.
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Silence fills the empty house
where once your laughter dwelt.
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Sanity has left me for the last time My life has spiraled into darkness
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what is a smile without happiness and laughter?
what is life without the happily ever after?
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Are my monsters real? Will these ghosts still exist
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The nightmares lurk In my head.
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Some days I’m thinking, thinking, thinking
To myself thoughts of emptiness flood me
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A blur of spectors took me to a far away place,
it was calm and unknown to me
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I still feel lonely even in a large crowd
sometimes I wonder what is that all about?
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caught in consideration
the onlooker sthe only pulse
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Deep inside Where the dark things lurk
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I’m tired of enemies
acting like friends
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Take the worst situations imaginable
and squeeze them into a ball.
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A labyrinthine hell built from the walls we construct ourselves to protect that which is most vulnerable.
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Mudane begins my week long fast
that moves so slow without you.
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Breasts, sex appeal, ache, fat,
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The world paints this picture of what men ought to be
But where on the canvas is the portrait of me?
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"When comes day instead of night?"
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If its not where I am now Where do I belong?
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autumn watercolours
dripping on a summer horizon
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The icy silence returns at night
To take control of me
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I liken myself to an apathetic walrus Sitting motionless on a lonely chunk of ice
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The smoke spills out of my body like music to the sun As I sit alone in this house I wonder what I've become
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Sometimes, crying for attention doesn't have to mean one thing.
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Our challenges are many and vary greatly
Raising children in earth’s ungodly throng.
Jesus never vows to remove all difficulty
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Tainted Black.
With dejection, enveloping the mind in thick clouds of darkness,
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I write this to you because I don't know that I will ever get better.
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Her heart truly shattered
Broken wings on her back
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Alone in a room with you,
Standing still,
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Alone,crying into the middle of the world thinking of someone who left an hour ago
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Flames of Hate Tears of Sorrow
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I wasn't ready for the last goodbye, I never will be.
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