Tired. So tired. My eyes fail and my soul gives up.
Maybe I resent it because I know that since it meant so much it hurts so much more. And maybe I resent the fact
Dare you to shatter Dance in the rain while Unbreaking and Made by the darkness. And there are stars,
As you walk away, Without looking back, I stand here, heart in my hands. I wish you had stayed Or that I’d done something differ…
Something is dying, Quivering on the edge Of my soul. It is shaking Swaying in the lightest breeze
Hi Dad. I’d like you to know I’m finally Unboxing each memory Framed
It is the emptiness, the nothingness, the in-between. Is it broken? Is it maimed?
And we were always running never to but always from and always running... And we were always hurting never for but always from
morning rays peeking through the c… dancing close to you quiet stories told in the dark sleeping in movie nights
What am I without poetry, Without words, blossoming on the page? I would be but a shell of myself And you would find me
I do not know All of the answers. I forget sometimes And I’m not always right. Don’t listen to me,
I’ll tell you to hold on tight, and we can be alone together in this nothingness. I’ll tell you to tell me a story, and we can laugh and cry together
I’m sorry I never told you About why I was so nervous around… I’m sorry I never confessed Because you moved on, And I didn’t.
Words are just words They say But if they’re “just words,” Why do they hurt so much more When they tell the truth?
flirting with death ring the bell and run she knows it was you but she lets you go you are waiting to die.
