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I stood, leaning against the wall with my hands in the pockets of the gray and black striped jacket and the hood up, over my hair, covering the mess..
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I walked as swiftly and silently as I could out of the class, just as the bell rang, to my next class. The last class of the day. I examined my ..
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The only feeling that could run through my body was sickness. I fell back onto my knees, pushing my palms out against the concrete to soften the blo..
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The door slid open automatically and I walked through it slowly. I was wearing the familiar and wonderful skinny jeans and t-shirt. The hospital gow..
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“Carl gets mad at people in the isle, he needs to see out the back window,” he said, smiling again and pulled me closer, onto his lap. I..
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Was I not enough?
Am I still not enough?
Not enough that my withered heart had to be stabbed yet again?
You fell in love,
Again
With him.
..
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I can’t take this
This pain
This hurt
It burns
I can’t do this
Trudging through the mud
It used to be snow
But the sun came out
..
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My words will not help
But my lips are the cure
I made you drink the poison, oh so willingly
Now, don’t bite into the apple
Oh, please, bu..
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You pierce your heart;
I feel it.
You take the hits;
I feel it.
You scream in pain;
I feel it.
You slit your wrists;
I feel it.
You bleed to..
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