It's the fact that I was born on the wrong side of the world, isn't it?
It's the fact that I couldn't see the freckle in your eye like everyone else before I knew the way your words change when you think of me.
It's the fact that I want it to go back to the way it used to be, isn't it?
It's the fact that I knew of you a side you had never known would surface - a side that was only your moment of weakness.
It's the fact that I had a glitch in my brain that allowed me to feel, isn't it?
It's the fact that my stomach is replaced with a burning force of discomfort every time I think of you leaving me.
It's the fact that I don't understand
Lost and Found
Here I am walking around aimlessly
Scars surround every part of my body
Lies are all that I seem to know
Tears no longer come out
Just the supreme silence
I walk for what seems to be forever
I lose the strength that I have to stand
I was done, I was done with trying
I wanted to sit and rot
But there you were
The flickering light in my hurt eyes
You came for me...came running
At this close to dead corpse
You whispered thoughts of hope- often true thoughts
It was never merely flattery, and overreacted words
Nor was it fake for secret intentions
It was honest, kind, true
You are the only one that makes me feel
There's so much
i want to express
i cannot think straight
so much pain,
so much anguish
I was promised, Sworn even
That the pain I had endured
Pain in general, would stay
Within the past
I was promised authenticity,
Love, and relaxation
It was very safe to say
I fell in love
I was so head over heels
He's all I could think about
Dream about
He's all I wanted, all that I needed
Everything and anything that consisted
Within my tiny world
I often dreamed
Of kissing beneath the stars
playing in a babbling brook
And yet
Everything was shattered
Within a single moment
The lies then began to unravel
The web begins to crumble
Regret.
Qualm.
Nostalgia.
Smile your ruefull
"Hello"s.
Draw from you
your silent...
Vibe of fury
Wish you'd speak your mind
And hurry.
Cursed upon us
Trusting of one.
Coulda.
Shoulda,
Woulda...
Woulda.
I SWEAR to God,
I only wanted to be your friend.
I SWEAR to God,
This isn't how it has to end.
If you were in my shoes
Would we be friends now?
Would we be friends at all?
Would you change that ninth?
Make it go away?
Or would you just
Embrace this day?
Its not all black and white
Take cover
despite, despite.
The silver lining
Its not all me
What did you do
That we couldn't be?
There's you
Then there's your f
The day he found me by musicalangel659, literature
Literature
The day he found me
The day he found me
I was sitting in the corner
My legs hugged to my chest
Tears streaming down
Stinging my cheeks
Burning my soul
I cradled myself
Scarlet dripping
from the carvings
within my arms
The razor sitting
beside me, red
with my own blood
I was trembling
because of past winds
That froze my soul
In place
No one understood
the pain I felt
the horrible
gut-wrenching pain
That shot throughout
my body
My emotions
taking me whole
I raised the razor
to my neck
eager to end it all
eager to be rid
of the pain within me
He then lent down
and stared into my eyes
My body growing warm
by the mere sight of him
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