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I  never clean my heart, I got used to tearing things apart, abstract emotions make the commotions passionate anger passionate sadness passionate madness

Passionate art passionate hearts.  

I  never clean my heart, I got used to tearing things apart,
For you. If it meant my life filled with misery just for a moment of joy in your life I'll happily live in misery
I'm doing better but I'm wondering if you're doing fine I can't get that thought past my mind
If I could breathe again I wouldn't starve to sin
Teach me how to be mean
show me how to be clean  
Teach me teach me teach me


Teach me how to be mean
show me how to be clean

Show me the way

How to smile in pain  
Show me that we will never leave our sides
show me every star in the sky
Show me every lie
show me every surprise
Show me every scar
Show me every dream
Show me every surprise
Show me that twinkle in your eye
I'm changing ways changing days I'm changing the current waves
You'll get two for flinching and a extra one for dodging.  

A hug for every stutter
handshake for every flutter
You'll get more than what I could ever ask for,  you're all that I need You're the only thing I bleed.    

It could be a distance even though in the same room I feel like I'm floating Even though I'm physically choking  

A kiss for every scar
A wink for every time you needed to think
A smile for every time you brought yourself in denial.
A smirk for every time you pretended to be a ****  

I thought things would stop I thought wrong even with my eyes this world I thought I'd leave behind.  
I want you to have what I can't.  
I want to feel the things that you're not supposed to.  
I want to hurt for you I want to hurt with you.  

It's inedible the incredible that I could find somebody to loathe somebody to crown somebody to dress  beautifully . Somebody that accepts themselves the same way that I hated myself.
Was in the feels.
Whats in your eyes is the salt i  cry when we see life splitting us like cleaning dust we wont render to stay and rust .just know missing you is be coming dajavoo the visions of you keep me glued knowing I cant be include. What a life of faith made people refuse what they say and may until this day but for me you are my ways with the garden of rays never ending days that make me look forward to say acceptance creates perfection in all of ways giving them the perfect haze of the modest way giving me direction leans my days with the softest rain I may now happily drain..
Hugs. You matter!
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