Facing Fears

I can't believe my heart.

I don't understand why we have to be apart.

This place looks awful, and my chest is choking me.

I will never be boring I hope.

God, don't let me lose him.

My love is a guy.

My chest is this muscle.

It's marked within me.

It's breaking the sanity.

I'm marching to succeed.

I'm marching to win.

But I've already lost.

Straight from within.

Straight from the beginning.

Take me back! Take me back, please!

I want to see him again.

 

He likes other girls. I'm not pretty enough for him. I'm not his type. I'm a loser. I'm a freak, with all my derranged thoughts. Give me a break. I'm trying to get out! He's lost touch with me. He lied, and said he doesn't talk to anyone. He's lying! Why?!

I asked why. That means I deserve it. I deserve what I get. The quote keeps surfacing. NO! I can't let him in. No, wait! I have to let him in. I have to say it. I did, but he doesn't care. He doesn't mind! That's not fair, that's not fair. I'm going to keep loving him! when...

 

I'll get something back from him... I want him to love me... I believe. I'm going to keep missing him, loving him, in fear that it isn't real. He must know what love is. I'm the one who's loving him--How would YOU know?!

No..no...nnnooooo.

 

My obsession. I figured I would hold on until he wanted more. I figured I knew what to do.

 

Your face...

Reviews

[Dani California]

I have to say, your screen name
"Danger" caught my attention
and my curious nature had to check
out your page (curious, nosey... it's all relative. lol)

So, then I read your bio
and like I said in my message,
I found it interesting to read
uncensored thoughts.
We all know that we
don't really speak our minds.
Everything is somehow filtered, censored.

Moving along,
I then began reading your work..
At this point,
I'm intrigued by your brutal honesty.

This is brilliant.
this piece is real, uncensored thought
and emotion... on paper (figuratively speaking).
Written in pencil somewhere no doubt.
I don't care for pens either.

I like the color change
which appears to be reflective of mood change...
again,
brilliant.

Now, I'm looking forward to reading more of your work.

[The Mad Prophet]

Nice, I like how the colors represent your mood shifting. Very emotional, and very well put. You love this guy, but it is hard for you to reach this guy. But if you feel stronger, then you shall preveal.