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I started writing this a thousand times.. Used different phrases. Different words, different emotions. But I ended up pressing delete. Crumbling up the pages and tossing it across the room. Erasing the words over and over again. But no matter how many times. The words are true. I want to run from what you felt. Words a prophecy. I don't want to realize. Our shadows chase us. No matter how far I run from you. Somehow, I still can't escape. Even if I wanted to. Regret boils up inside my bones. I feel your love for me overcome me again. It's almost like old times. The way you made me laugh. But there is only one difference. I am not yours to hav

You may not be able to write such sweet words to me. But maybe thats a good thing. Because I think sweet things. Become bitter. The more you hear them. Like chocolate becomes bitter. The more you eat it. It would be nice though. If a day was like a romance novel. If you were so romantic. I just wanted to shoot you. Just to have that day. To taste the over bitterness of sweet. To cringe when I see a rainbow. Or squeak when I see something cute. So much happiness I feel like I wanna puke. But the words I love you aren't meant to be a bandaid. I believe you when you say it to me. Even though the bitter starchiness of my soul. Rebukes it. My

I have a confession. I'm afraid of thunderstorms. But you've found a distraction. That blurs away all my fear. A tingling numbing sensation. As you kiss just below my ear. Bite, claw, scrape it all blurs the reality. That perhaps outside, the end of the world is around me. Inside, in here I am safe in your arms. Devoid of any reality except for your charms. Your whispers your kisses. Your chuckles. Your heart beat, racing exceeding the cell of your chest. Your ice cold finger tips tickling as I soon forget. What I am afraid of isn't over yet. Our bodies they mingle. Our joints crackle and pop. My voice becomes echoes of my own roaring thunde

It was the weekend. Some friends invited me. To a little party. We were having fun. Trying out all the yummy goods they'd bring. I was sitting alone. When you came along. Sat down beside me. I was already 25 percent gone. You smelt really nice. You felt nice to. The way you were acting. As I was throwing myself at you. But as I went to lean in. A smile curved above your chin. And I realized your not him. And the voice in my head suddenly chimed in. I've got a boyfriend. And he's not you. Even though you smell nice. And you feel like you do. I've a boyfriend. And he's much nicer then you. I've got a boyfriend Boyfriend. And he has a stamp on

Something like a zebra Something like a leper. Trying to find my place. Not sure in which category I go. Something like a zebra. Something like a leper. Trying to find my place. Painted faces over faces. Not sure where to begin. Haven't ever been a fan of me. So who would be. A fan of me. Something like a zebra. Something like a leper. Trying to belong in a place. That may never hold a place for me. Haven't ever been a fan. Of me. So who would ever see me. As anything. When you are standing on the outside. Looking in. All you ever want is in. Trying to fit in a realty that just may not fit. When to yourself all you will ever be is. Something

Fragile.. Thats how you make me. I constantly fought through pain. To prevail. And conquer. All that strength wavers. With you in my life. You make me want someone. Someone to erase the hurt. But how can I tell you. What I can't even admit to myself. Fragile Thats how you make me. I could have been alone And been just fine. But that has changed. I couldn't imagine.. I can't.. How can I love someone. Without being dragged through the dirt. Without feeling like I could shatter any moment. How can I love someone That becomes my everything that hurts. And everything that makes me feel alive. How can I tell you. Everything, I can't admit to myself

... Would it matter, if I just stole words from lyrics. And put them here.. To be honest. Part of me hates you. Because its like a song. Without any bass. Or a heart. Without its beat. It mights as well be broken. ... Then it would make sense. For these tears. -- If you asked me. If I was being honest About what I felt. It feels like I am shouting at myself in the mirror. My fist wants to connect to the surface. Just to have you exclaim at the pain I cause myself. Is that the only way. To shut up the silence. Would it matter. If I just stole words from lyrics. And put them here. ...

Inside.. Two lines blur Into one. Together they whisper. Two voices. Muttering as one. Shattering. In the darkness. I amused you. Let you use me. Like fire you choked me out. Suffocate If it would suffice My demon tries to break out. As the angel pulls it back in. Chained together. One pulls as the other tugs. Ripping me apart. As the stitches at my seams give. A war wages. My heart bleeds from the casualties. Bodies piled at my feet. I half cry. Half laugh. Holding my own pain so close. Like a badge of victory. Two sides. Dirty and clean. Salty and sweet. Together they whisper. Muttering as one. In darkness we sit.

Standing in front of a movie projector. The flickering movie, plays out Blurred black and white shapes.. It seems so far away. Since I've seen your smile. Heard your laugh. Had you sitting right beside me. It's been so long now. Your existence still lingers in my  chest. Even though its seeping from the hole you left. I held you so close to my heart. It feels like the beating of it is sound effects. In this haunting movie. I lose my strength. My sanity slips away as the end is approaching. I can't stand anymore. I fall to the floor. My tears fall painfully. Screams I can't make anymore from my throat. Stream out. Shaken hands crumbled into f

It stings. It burns. As I lay here. Watching happiness disappear. Where did the strength go. All the durability on my armor has hit zero. It bleeds. From cuts invisible. My chest aches from the weight. I suffocate. Trying to breath in tears. As I lay here. Watching happiness disappear. You leave something here. It haunts me. It hurts me. It stings me. It burns me. No potion can cure it. No first aid. It bleeds. From cuts invisible. Stats mean nothing..here.