You twoI'm tongue twisted with the idea that you're helping me get through this. You may not realize this but I don't think about how he stopped my heavy heart when you're around. You turned these aching wishes into picture perfect scenes.All through that year I couldn't understand why you felt such a hatred for me. Now I can see that I left you on the side of the road with nothing to bear your pain. I promise darling, I won't make that same mistake again.He broke my heart, shattered it with his electric eyes and I can feel your brilliant smile bringing me back to life.
Love doesn't equal lustI had an idea come to mind but I should push it away. this is only going to get me into more trouble and why would I want to deliver my thoughts to you anyway? You're nothing but a bag full of memories and a pocketful of lies.Is that what I keep calling you? You're so much more than that. You're the boy I fell in love with, who kept me safe, who tore my heart out and tossed it to the side. All the times I wanted to show you how great I was, you pushed me to the side like some kind of freak show.I'd like to know, with all your popularity and heavy duties you keep up with, was I ever enough? Sometimes I believe that In the world we both thought was different I was the outcast in your society. Get over yourself because you're such a waste.Love does not equal lust. My immaturity almost led me to your pleasures. I gave you everything I had only to find out you didn't want m
You're a pocketful of liesYou are my lossthat I can't gain again.And my soul will crossin the end my friend.But you have a choiceand you chose to leave.Now hear my voicewhen I start to scream.This is on usso lead the way.Disappear in the dustof broken memories I save.Crash on the floorwhere my feet land.You walked through the doorand let go of my hand.I didn't hear a soundthat came from your lips.You left me to be foundwhile you read through your script.None of it was true.I can see it in your eyes.You're no longer you.You're a pocketful of lies.
Give up on me.These tears are wasted on lies and fake memories. Why you keep showing up in my life to bring more pain, I don't know. Leave me alone like you told me before.I'm crossing this world with ashes in my throat and a small voice that just can't be heard. I'm sick of this illness you gave me.Why don't you give up and stop building me up to break my walls again. The label said handle with care but you tore it up and threw it in your waste.I was not meant to be a play toy and I was not meant to be your doll. Don't throw me around like a broken doll because I can't handle anymore pain you choose to thrust openly to me.
This isn't anythingThis world is not my home and I will never belong. I don't understand what's going on and I feel as if my brain is malfunctioning. If you want to kill me, strike me right now.I'm searching for happiness but eventually I just feel forgotten again. When I was seen with tears falling down my face they thought I was dying. So why didn't you stop to check?I'm sick of seeing your face and your smile and I never thought I would ever have a regret. But eventually you took away my safe haven my thoughts, and even my beliefs.This is not a laughing matter. When this razor blade is so close to breaking my skin and taking away my dreams, the whole world will stop laughing at your fake stories.
WaitingIf you listen closely can you still hear my screams in your ear? I'm screaming with blood filled tears and heavy sorrows. You should know that you did this to me. You broke me in half and tore down my walls for your own sick humor.Look me in the eyes and tell me what you see. I have horror struck visions and sobbed done cries. I'm crying for a do-over, for a re-run because I can feel regrets slowly making their way into my thoughts.I'm waiting for death. This noose is wrapped around my neck and all I have to do is let go and pull. No one will dare save me because suicide is less painful as these scars you gave me.
Your lies are my lifeYou have silky black hair and crystal blue eyes. I told myself that you were nothing to me but our memories keep flooding back into my mind edging the skin.I built a wall around myself and kept blocking my lively hood from the world. Every time I let someone in I find myself falling into the black abyss.I used to have a heart but you stole it and mangled it until your tease was wasted so you threw me away along with your other flaws. Can you see the pained stature I hold onto?My hands are shaking and my body is frail. I can feel my breath shortened by the pound of your angelic features. I'm lying when I say I don't love you because I miss your acid kisses and devil's touch.You stabbed me in the back. You lies and you damned me to hell. I'm weak by your voice, by your life and i can't seem to give up. somebody reach your hand out to me and tell me why I'm still holding on to you.This
Letters to threeDear Katey,You are a lost girl with too many heart breaks in line. Some time along the lines you lost your mind and may never get it back. You used to smile and watch your love with curious, gray blue eys but now you're washed up along the shore with acid in your lungs. You're wondering what death is like and if hope is wasted on you.Dear Scarlett,You were born from despair and agony and your words filled with buring tears and poetic love. You wish this never happened and that the world you are living in was real. You're wishing on a shooting star and unborn luck.Dear Alexis,Your mind is full of cotton candy clouds and rainbow memories. Life is full and ready for you and you're climbing the rope never knowing you'll fall again.
Suicide is not as painfulThese words are slipping off my lips like the lies that you slipped onto my tongue. This feeling is un-breathable, reminding me of your acid kiss you left. We were never us, we were always you and i split between a fiery wall that I chose to build around me.You're left scars that the naked eye can't see and I'm wondering if any of that matters. i was told to take a chance but if I had known that all you would do is tangle my thoughts and ruin my hope I may have given up. I wish you'd never told me to leave.I refuse to say the word I'm thinking. But I've imagined the idea of it and what the most painful form of it is. And I can't seem to understand how heaven would be with out love. Isn't love supposed to be easy?Give me another chance to be your guardian angel. I'm always here and I watch lies dance off your lips. My mind says stop but my heart says go ahead; suicide can't be as painfu