There’s a sorrow within my chest
That helps me get no rest
As the darkness overtakes me
And I’m left with an eternity
Of sadness and longing.

I’m torn between
You and the unseen
As worlds try to collide
Within a blink of the eye.

readyfornothing:

His voice was always so soothing.
Like the way the ocean
Lapped at the shore
And how the breeze
Gently swayed the trees.
His voice could stop
The shakes and shivers
Of jolting up in bed,
Tears streaming down my cheeks
Because of the nightmares.
And never once
Had his voice ever been so sweet
Even when he said,
“You mean nothing to me.”

Oh, goodness.

I need to have a song written by yesterday but I don’t know the sound of the singers voice and I want to work with it.
But it’ll be okay. Just gotta take it one step at a time.

The feelings are still there
Hidden deep beneath turmoil
And agony.
But every once in awhile,
They come to the surface
Like when I see you playing with your kids.
I had though one day
That would be us.
I’m glad your happy.
I’m glad I’ve moved on.
Some days will be harder than others.
You will always be my first.
But fuck you
For tearing me down
About how I feel.

I think it’ll look like
Bullet wounds
Placed upon my thigh
By hand steady enough
To hold a scalpel
But shaky enough
To actually slice through.

I think it’ll look like
Bullet wounds
Placed upon my thigh
By hand steady enough
To hold a scalpel
But shaky enough
To actually slice through.

I don’t want promises, I want proof!

I don’t want promise.
Those pretty little lies
You like to decorate
With the sound of your voice.
I want proof.
To know that once gone
I’m not forgotten,
To know that I might actually
Mean something to you.

I found it interesting that my hips look like they belong to a 50 year old.
That my face looks young but I have knowledge beyound my years.
Beyond.*
That with each stride my body slowly dies.
And sometimes the greatest fear is not getting to the ones we love the most.

Muscles ache
And clothes catch
On forming scars
My personal bullet holes
And even though
No gun was fired
My mind will degrade me
To the simplest degree
Of nothing.

Try to stop me
And you will fail
As the wind sweeps you
Off your feet in defeat.

Try to stop me
And you will fail
As the wind sweeps you
Off your feet in defeat.