If Mirror were to reflect minds, it would have shattered in pieces.... To reflect it perfectly .... in details.

Wednesday March 29th 2017
11:26
How can someone who makes me feel so full,
Be the same person to tear my heart and let me bleed.
So quickly I began,
To feel so empty.


*
again...

Sometimes I wish I didn't rush into this marriage, like cinderella on her horse-drawn carriage

I wish I had more experiences with other people that I can look back and smile on, instead of a string of bad mempries which I continue to pile on

I wish I could mention a female vaguely without her giving me attitude; it just adds to my seemingly endless ineptitude

I wish I didn't, once again, feel incompetent during ***; it started out great but now I can wait until it happens next.

I wish I could please her; I can't even make things easier

I wish I wasn't so lazy so that my goals didn't seems shrouded and hazy.

I wish we were well, and not playing this ****** hand of cards we were dealt.

I wish I didn't secretly hate myself, I'm not very smart, but that's why I don't date myself.

I wish I had a platform on which I could vent. I can't even destress without her getting upset; it feels she's hellbent.


I'm stressed out of my mind and she doesn't make it better, but I wouldn't wish to be with anyone else.

The eyes might look beautiful and nice now
But soon they will turn dark and cold as ice

the coldness
of the metal
against her skin,

the warmth
of the crimson
staining her wrists,

they complemented each other
so perfectly,
in a way that she never
complemented
her love.