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A black void,
A deep nothingness,
All consuming,
Eating its way into one’s soul.
This void,
With the consistency of pitch,
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Hearing you say those words,
Those words that stopped my heart,
Those words that tore my world apart,
Those words that I never dreamed I&rsqu..
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How does one heal a wound that one cannot see?
Whether it be in one’s self or in another, which is the
worse fate?
What about the wou..
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This is something that I came up with in the middle of a dream. The theme is about Walt Disney.
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I didn’t
want it to heal.
I didn’t
want the pain to leave.
I didn’t
want it to get better.
I wanted to feel the hurt, th..
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I wrote this back in middle school when I couldn't figure out what I wanted to write about. I'm quite pleased with it.
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Was it truly all a waste?Or am I just hopeful?Was there a lesson to be learned?Or am I just searching?Was there a purpose for your entrance and exit?O..
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Words,They bite,They sting.Are they true?Is that all I'll ever be?Am I that filthy?Am I that b***h?Am I that w***e?Feeling like screaming,Punching,Bit..
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Tired of feeling forgotten.Tired of feeling an emptiness inside my heart.Tired of the way life just throws things in and takes away the good things.Ti..
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What is that I truly want?Happiness?Closure?Love?Death?Remembering?Forgetting?Understanding?Ten years ago,Was it truly that long ago?Was I dreaming of..
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