Consider this a new outlet for me. I will hold nothing back anymore.


that wreck of a girlIf sense could be made out of all the intense thoughts that swirl through my head, what would become of them? Obviously, I couldn’t simply be relieved and waste no more time waltzing around and in-between them. Gut feelings are difficult to ignore. The agonizing anticipation of waiting for something overwhelming to happen only to wait some more is dreadful. Waiting in fear, afraid to open my eyes each time I wake up. I’m either going absolutely bonkers or I’ve caught on to something unbearably wretched. I don’t know how to deal with change. I’ve been lost in a haze for so long now; I don’that wreck of a girl


you inspireI can't write, but for you I wish I could spout off sweet poetic phrases sappy, yet so true. My fairy dust has blown away, lost in the breeze. I can find no words for you, my love and I wish this were not so. Much is felt for you, you are my glimmering knight and slowly my will and want to write is coming back. In you, I see the world, I see me.you inspire


You Dont Bring Me Flowers..Showers aren't really exciting anymore. There is no giggling as we undress eachother - we don't undress eachother. Showering proves to be quite boring now. I do my thing, you do yours. I don't wash your hair anymore and you don't pin me against the wall to smother me in soapy kisses. It used to be thrilling to be naked and soapy. . . it always led to you carrying me to the bed. We both knew what "shower" ment. Batheing wasn't actually included! It's like that sad love song my parents used to playfully sing to eachother when they were still madly in love.You Dont Bring Me Flowers..
Distorted

Changes in the EverydayA bare kitchen table You come into the room To find me in piecesChanges in the Everyday
Spread across the emptiness Then you notice me, only then There’s a hollow wall with holes To crawl into and being the wake I can see a laceration moving down Dragging a racing red though There’s a girl sitting the in ally way Almost wanting to be abducted
No one else gives her notice.
Three seats in a line I, lifeless in the middle one The other two I pushed out and away
Broken windows I can hear your thoughts crash In the look of pain and push Of the glance you send
I Heart You

goodnight moonlighti met you back when the ocean was blue and the sky reflected the beauty of the world oh, how the stars shone that night! and your eyes gleamed like iridescent pearls we walked in silence, keeping constants to shake away the thought of our differences unfurled.goodnight moonlight
now the ocean does not sparkle nor reflect our joy and the waters have turned bleak and green/gray. still you smile on me and i can only imagine what could have been today. your lips are cracked and torn but you still grin and i wouldn\'t want it any other way.
i sigh oh regret  


Parasitea parasite eats away my soul is hollow no longer do i seem to feel my eyes, sewn shut i see no hope my hands go numb i feel no loving touch this smile's gone dull this heart palpitates my skin turns pale and circles encompass my eyes those of which are dry tears fall no more i breathe in sorrow exhaling purest of pain sanity i have no more i'd tell you but i have no voice comatose inside my mind cant begin to analyze how it is i came to this fate so instead i've accepted to wait until my heart beats it's laParasite
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have a happy turkey day.
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i'm an extraordinary machine
i didnt add you!
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"Inside your cover is always blown"
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"Inside your cover is always blown"
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"Inside your cover is always blown"
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i'm an extraordinary machine
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