BreakdownMy eyes are swollen with tears, My limbs feel numb. I feel dizzy, and faint, And though I wish I would pass out, I know I won’t, I know reality will just stay to haunt me... I knew it was too good to be true, Everything being so perfect lately, I should know better than to trust that. My life is never that good, I am never allowed to be that happy, Without something bad happening in return. Its amazing I’ve survived, The worst few weeks of my life, Although I’m not sure if you’d call this survival. Sometimes, I’d rather be dead, Than stuck in thisBreakdown
Behind the White Picket FenceThe sun peaks over the rooftops,Behind the White Picket Fence
It illuminates our house in a brilliant array of light, Lighting up the perfect little garden out front, Creating a picture perfect sight. The sun creeps its way through the windows of the house, It finds its way onto the many things inside, The beautiful and carefully placed décor, The various goodies littered about its rooms. But the sun, however bright, cannot illuminate the faces inside. Behind the white picket fence, inside this house, Lies something so imperfect, so flawed, So please don’t be fooled... This fence and these possessio
10 Things I Hate About MeI hate the way I’m always upset, I hate the way I cry, I hate the way I have to disguise it, I hate that I have to lie. I hate the way I look all the time, I hate the way I care, I hate how I look bad even if, I do my make up and hair, I hate the way I have no friends, I hate having no excuse. I hate not having anyone to tell, Any of my big news. Most of all I hate the way, That I’m supposed to say its not true, That I don’t hate myself, not a little, not at all But in reality, in fact, I do.10 Things I Hate About Me
Hush...Hush, I know you’re restless, but you mustn’t let your guard down, They cannot know about you, they cannot know… They wouldn’t like you little soul child, not one bit. You’re not like them, they wouldn’t understand. You must remain concealed within this drained body, This shattered young female form. My sanity is getting weaker by the day, little creature, I can feel you growing strong inside me, Your will getting harder and harder to mask, The surface of my porcelain skin is chipping away, You are leaking out little by little into the gaze of others. But don’t worry, no one wiHush...
AloneThe darkness creeps threw my open eye lids, Staring out at the night that is light compared to me, My hand on my heart, the one with the slash, My body aching and ajar, my heart, fingering my secret stash, The one I flushed 3 months ago, because I am no longer Jack, He moves inside my body, biding his time, for a day a year, Who knows, but with holes in my soul, worry strikes with fear,Alone
The face tear stained, a silence of breathing on the other side of my heart, Asleep I pray you feel peace, but my mind is restless as my body is tonight, No rest for the wicked but dear god I am not
| ~p900 |
Feel like crap
