Thursday, 6 December 2012

If only you knew, if only I cared.

My demands are insatiable while you hold me in your arms,
this is an exruciating battle that will cause you little harm.
Expecting you to understand is a ridiculous request,
just trust that I am safe with my head on your chest.
Perhaps this burden is an irrational feat,
But how could I blame you for my lack of sleep?
Tell me I was everything you wanted when you realized it was over,
Grip me tight, help me maintain my composure.
Be still but let me feel you breathe,
help me pretend my past hasn't destroyed what I could have been.


I'm not ready to be alone.

Sunday, 14 August 2011

your love is a joke.

I wish that you could only understand how much it hurts.
You don't cause the pain, love, you heal it.
You heal me.
As much as I need to breathe.
And I don't need anything else.
Just you.
But now I'm starting to realize that it's not only about me
and my pain.
How selfish have I been?
Cut.
I am turning my self around.
.. too late for that, huh?
Well, losing you is something I cannot handle.
I will fight for you, until you end me.
And in case you have not noticed, you have the power
to leave me broken beyond repair.
Bleed.
I will not move, I will not breathe.
And when it is over..
I will not have a single word to speak.

Thursday, 2 June 2011

finding the words.

I’m a wreck and I know it,
And I tend to show it every chance that I get.
Butterflies in the skies, they just fly on by.
Yeah, they’re making me sick.
They don’t flutter about, I’d do without.
All they do is kick.
Mean it truly,
Sincere heart.
Why do you do this to me?
Tear me apart.
It’s my fault and I know it,
And I tend to blow it, no thanks to you.
Its like you sit and you watch me,
You poke and you taunt me, it’s all that you do.
And I’m not fighting that no, not at all.
Just want to be something, a name you call.
The lips you taste just to fall, madly in love.

Tuesday, 10 May 2011

let's slit our wrists and burn down something beautiful

There's a part of me that would rather fade away than be alone,
and the rest of me already knows that I am nothing without you.
Forgive me for falling so deeply, too fast,
but happiness is a concept that I have failed to grasp, up until you saved me.
Because I have stared into my own eyes,
only to see good intentions masking the pain.
So, tell me, what can you see that is worth looking for again?

Tuesday, 12 April 2011

I love you more.

Breathing does not come easily when I lie awake at night
knowing all I've dreamed to be is held in your arms,
so tight that it feels like forever truly exists.


Because your words have intentions that tempt me to believe
that love has a purpose, other than to deceive those ignorant enough to fall.


Show me, beyond a reasonable doubt, 
that there is meaning to the phrases you utter so sweetly
because you've got me where you want me,
and you're welcome to keep me.

Monday, 11 April 2011

- Afraid to close my eyes.

To Hell with demons,
there's a different type of monster plaguing my past.
He waits until I'm content and then resurrects my pain,
lurking in the shadows; awaiting a chance to strike again.

This evil being finds me in the darkness; my most vulnerable state,
to take advantage of me instead of facing his own mistakes.
Monster, you think I have not noticed your sins?
Drowning the sorrows of spoiling my innocence.

I wish I had the courage to confront you, but I am much too weak,
and in your presence I dare not speak.
Your eyes reveal a reflection of the hurt I've seen countless times,
so out of pity, I'll conceal the suffering I can see in mine.

Monster, you have scarred my virtue more than I know how to describe,
but if you recall what you stole from me that night...
I hope the thoughts eat at you,
and rob you of your precious sleep - as they often do for me.

I hope your body goes numb,
upon realizing what I have become -
as a result of your guilty pleasures.

I can still feel your touch sometimes,
I kick with violence and desperation.
And I swear I still hear your whispers in the silence
"Go back to sleep."
Monster, I am much too weak.

Sunday, 3 April 2011

the galaxy is melting.

How does it feel to know you're everything I need?
The butterflies in my stomach, they could bring me to my knees. 




Words are useless when this embrace is the only thing holding me together.
My breathing would be in vain if you did not offer such a dramatic change to the way I viewed the world.
I've learned to move forward, and forget about the hurt.
When I stare into your eyes, they break me down. 
The emotion within them feels like the only thing I cannot grasp.