Let me take you from the light
                     To present you darkness
This figure of fiery pain
                     As her slender fingers trace your imperfections As her eyes beg you to speak
                     As her lips descend upon yours
Stopping ever so slightly
                      Lingering about
Her breath
                     Waves of joy
Her delicate body
                     Wrapped around you
squeezing you
                     Accepting you.

Love is like a blossum being crushed beneath a careless foot of a running child

By. Lauren

It's 3AM where are you?
It's 3AM I called you.
It's 3AM I still love you.
It's 3AM and I just got the call.
It's 3AM why'd you do this?
It's 3AM and you're still dead.
It's 3AM and I miss you.
It's 3 years later and I still cry at 3AM.

it's been almost three years
some nights i still cry to sleep
the way you hurt me never heals
i feel it surface and weep
my mind is covered
in scabs and scars
tonight i'm bleeding
and seeing stars

s.s

The way her smile just lights up any room she walks into. The way her smile can turn the worst day into the best day. I miss my baby's smile. She now smiles for another

Ghosts are real,
Monsters are too.
They live inside us.
And sometimes they win.