Writing from the heart
gives you your best start.
Let the emotions flow
there's no telling where they'll go.<3
My heart flips,
does tricks,
for you.
Making me feel
unreliable,
useless.
But most of all
miserable.
Those three
simple words
can bring me
to my knees
crying please
not another sound.
“I am sorry.”
How can you
easily sway
what I have to say
with those words?
Time comes
to a rest
with my
final breath
as I say
“I am sorry..”
Sorry that i haven’t been on in forever. Computer broke..
Ill never really mean anything to you until you’re completely over her. </3
My scars.
They are what hold me together
from when I try to unwind myself.
Self inflicted,
bitches that stay.
They never go away.
Under certain circumstances
will anyone ever see them.
I have them hidden away.
For another day.
To relive what I feel,
felt.
Fell apart.
Couldn’t hide it.
Didn’t deny it.
Some are self inflicted.
Others are just there.
Others were made
by the people who care.
But one by one
here they are.
They’ve came about.
::Gather::
your hurtful words you wish to use on me.
~Lather~
me in the pain you dare to unleash on me.
-I dare you to-
Drag me down
with you, and I will pull myself up and leave.
If I am bound
to you, it won’t matter. I will be gone in
*SECONDS*
-I dare you to-
What if
I paint you
a pretty
picture?
Will that
satisfy
your needs?
Or do I
have to
continue
to plead
with you
to fully
understand?
Whatever
it is that
you need,
I’m always
here for
you to
take.
Maybe
it is
because
I love
you ♥
Always
have.
Always
will. ♥
But still
-I dare you to-
cross me again, and see if I don’t go,
╚Adiós amigo╚
Am I a toy to
-play with? Hell to the no, BITCH!!
I’m meant for no one!
Peaceful thoughts spring,
run,
jump into,
upon,
through my head
leaving me giddy,
angry,
hurt.
These thoughts of you never tire,
bore,
going throughout my core.
How do I explain the pleasure,
pain,
-pleasurable pain?-
you bring me?
I don’t.
For I cannot explain you,
will not explain you.
When you can’t explain you,
nor me, either.
Sorry it’s taken me forever to post these! I’ve been caught up in Life, but now I’ve finally got a break so there will be a few audio posts tonight…
This post is written by the lovely getreadyfornothing :)
Lovers’ Tango
I’ll sit awake,
for days,
for you.
Waiting and waiting
for your
return.
Waiting for
your sweet,
tender lips
to move unstable,
unstoppable,
constant
with mine.
Waiting for
your arms
to engulf me.
Engulf,
surround,
my compound.
Your wants
and needs.
Coexisting
with mine.
Meeting your standards
and you,
fulfilling mine.
Come with me.
Come away and be free.
Stay at my place.
Maybe give into the chase.
Faster and
faster
we’ll run away from,
towards to,
each other,
one another.
Lover’s tango.
Original piece can be found here.
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You’ve done an amazing job at this <3
Thank you so very much!
His scent lingers on
-my skin. My sacred sin. I’m
-here for him to hold.
I don’t cut anymore, but I am depressed and I don’t usually eat everyday. If I do, it’s usually only once. I don’t understand what’s really wrong, or at least I don’t anymore. I do self harm myself, but I punch walls and trees and shit like that.
