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The virus is getting worse
But the worst of course is always
The first time
You really want to live
Maybe you'd do anything and Maybe you'd do everything and it still would not matter
It's more like a curse
Sometimes we fight to get through
Sometimes we give up
We've all felt that way too
Do you keep dying in your head
To humble yourself through?
I'd cling to someone if I had someone to cling to
But there is never a soul to be found
I fade away from that sound
Again, another fool
Another place
Another hurt unlike any
A different kind of hurt to be my crutch
Hold me back to hell
Let the angry beast rip me out
She's romantic
She's in hell
I'm enchanted
From all of her spells
let us deny we know anything
To the police
Because we hate you
Let us dive further into a life
Where we can ask for more
Where we don't have to pretend
To Forget
The past
One day I feel like I do too much. The next is never enough and everything in between reminds me that I can't sail against the wind but I'll always find love again for everything I loved before I thought I'd never love again
What do you think about the depth
          The proximaty of death  
How far I walked to hide my mess
The amarillo blood clot sky
Every day you die in a world where if I tried I could lie and say that it all worked out for me in the end.
Bullets fly
Our favorite death
Is the one we die tonight
And we're out of control
Cause I can't tell for certain
If this life is the life I'm really living in
Take your self away from me
     But let a little bit of you fall on my wing        
          Disappear in my feathers like whispers in the wind
             That's what you mean to me
The sentiment is always felt
When the summertime escapes without you
When you're allowed to grieve for the flower's wilt
Everything's changing
You only stay the same  
Maybe I'm the one who is really insane

Another day passes by
'That summer' is never coming back
So I extrapolate the image from a dream that brings me pain
and I Paste their faces on heartless figurines

Can you scratch the hard surface of memories toppled
Completely on top of the way things used to be?
You might find the real me
Hiding from the one I'm s'posed to be

So I smoke a cigarette and fake laugh to myself
At jokes, I'd tell if people thought I was funny
In a life, I'd live if people wanted me

Forgive me, if I can't listen to our conversation
My mind is somewhere else
Far away from here
But I'll never take that place back with me
Not completely
And someday it might **** me
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