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Scarlet London Oct 2014
we like to all pretend that we're important
but we aren't
not to a **** person
Scarlet London Oct 2014
his world
is a whirlwind
and i just want to get twisted up in it with him
i would hold his hands in mine
in the midst of every record-setting storm
and, by god, i'm going to
Scarlet London Oct 2014
Stop asking me what it means, what it means
Nothing I believe in is what it seems, what it seems
Stop trying your **** hardest to patronize me
I'll never be good enough til I float away at sea
I like to pretend that I'm stronger than they are
Like I can be someone written in the stars
Truth is I'm slipping, I'm falling, I'm sinking
And nothing can stop me from creating this feeling
I act like I'm fearless with no thought of hiding
Hold my head up in crowds like I'm not even trying
I pretend I don't care about the people outside
But this stupid **** scares me to the core of my mind
And it's nothing but wounds that I cast on myself
And it's nothing but silence when I'm crying for help
And it's pathetic and tasteless and useless to them
And to me it's my failings from which all this stems
If God truly made me he laughed to himself
But honestly I think I'm something born out of hell
A poison to the earth that I wish I could save
And the hand that with every word digs her own grave
I can't ask for help because it's all in my brain
Fabricated sadness like links of a chain
I wish I was someone with a grip on her life
Or at least the power to just stand up and fight
I never see meaning and I never see hope
I just see short comings caused by my inability to cope
And these words are just words, nothing more than before
And the photos were faded before they hit the floor
And neither has meaning, neither gets me anywhere
I'd love to be remembered but I'm barely even there
And I know it's all my fault and I don't do anything correctly
I can't create my own world and this one doesn't want me
your father told me that there was no meaning and I still think of that to this day.
Scarlet London Oct 2014
oh, i wanna be strong
and i wanna be right
and i hope all this **** wont
keep me up at night

and i wanna be tough
just want to be real
and i need to stop telling you
just how i feel

i wanna break free
from the chains on my wrists
and i wanna stand tall
be able to resist

and i wanna give up
and i still wanna fight
and i've got to stop writing
all day and all night

and i've got to keep strong
and i've got to stay real
and i've got to keep quiet
you know how i feel

cause my eyes they are bugging
my hands start to shake
and this ****** bottom lip
starts to quiver and quake

and i've got these demands
and they're too much for you
and i'm nothing but ashes
i can't follow through

and you ask me to dance
and you hold me so tight
and i've got to stop shaking
just put up a fight

and i know you're just busy
you've got too much to do
and i know i'm just me:
and i'm too much for you

and i've got to stay strong
to you i'm not real
and i've got to keeping fighting
you know how i feel

cause my eyes are too wide
and my heart is too fast
and i can't leave what has happened
in the ******* past

and i can't see the screen
and the words are all gone
and i can't take this anymore
i've got it all wrong

and my fingers are shaking
you know how i feel
and my heart is still breaking
i'll never be real

and it's too much to ask
too much for you
i'm just a reflection
with nothing to do

and the keys are all mixed up
the words are all gone
and i can't fight this feeling
i've got it all wrong

and i've got to stay strong
and just put up a fight
and stop feeling like my feet
can't hold me up right

and stop screaming in my sleep
like i'm four years old
and stop searching in caverns
like i'll find pure gold

and stop relying on words
that no one will hear
and stop screaming with silence
eyes brimming with tears

cause i know i'm not strong
and i know i'm not real
and i know you're at home
with no clue i how i feel

and i'm watching the people
the girls are all pretty
i'm inside my cage
in a maze of a city

and i just can't be tough
can't put up a fight
when nothing i ever do
goes any sort of right

and i sing to my mirror
and i hope i can hear
and i want you to hold me
strike away my fear

and i'm swaying to rhythm
that doesn't exist
and i'm nothing without
my dear suffering bliss

and my back is still breaking
my head is still numb
can you hear me up there?
i know it sounds dumb

we both packed up boxes
left our town behind
and are meeting new strangers
who are out of their minds

and i want to be skinny
i want perfect skin
and i want to wear dresses
i feel beautiful in

and i want to be strong
and i've got to be tough
and i need your strength
i'm sorry i'm not enough

i've got to stay fighting
i need to be real
come find me down here
cause you know how i feel
Scarlet London Oct 2014
and maybe as this air begins to chill once again
and maybe when the snow begins to fall on my head
maybe, god i hope, we can find a place to be
last fall and last winter found more ways to save me
but the spring dragged me out of the ground
and the nights ill never forget kept me around
and maybe one day i'll be able to fly
and maybe i'll fall, maybe i wanna die
and maybe i don't, maybe i'm just a liar
a child with no one, not even her own fire
and maybe i'm broken, maybe i'm lost
maybe i'm a mind that's been battered and tossed
someone, just hear me, and find me out here
keep me from myself, save me from the fear
i am so sick of funerals and rooms in all black
and seeing my smile in photos and taking it back
sweetheart, please hear me, don't forget about me
remind me of who i am and who i'm meant to be
i know you'll soon be gone and i'll be alone
but your heart is so pure where mine is a stone
and you're the air that i breathe every single day
and the steps that i take to create my own fate
and maybe i'm dreaming when i think that you care
and maybe believing in what's not really there
maybe inside me a good thing wants to break free
or maybe my own brain is just trying to **** me
god, i don't know anymore, i swear that i'm trying
honey, you're my lifeline, but something in me is dying
Scarlet London Sep 2014
Everyone loves
And we all love with fervor, with ferocity
And maybe it's on accident
And maybe it's written in the stars
But everyone loves
And we know it's not right
It's stupid, pointless, reckless, self-destructive
We love and it rips us apart from the inside out
The butterflies have sharp-edged swords for wings
And slice our stomachs in the best and worst way
And we sacrifice so much of ourselves
And we think nothing of it
Just to see that person smile for half a second
And maybe it's appreciated
Maybe no one even notices
But everyone loves
We paint murals on the walls of our hearts with colors we can only see in that person's presence
And we cover them up with black sheets and maybe black paint
But they're still there
And maybe it's desperate
And maybe it's destroying us
But everyone loves
Yes, the world is broken
And it's bleeding and bruised and all around collapsing before us
It's absolutely crazy and we're sinking in it
But we aren't daunted
And maybe we all die some day
And maybe that will even be today
But everyone loves
And maybe those we love disappear
And maybe they're forever carved into our bones
But everyone loves
And maybe I'm wrong
And maybe it all ends ******
But everyone loves
And everyone loves wrong
Scarlet London Sep 2014
why
i
need
one
good
reason
just
o
n
e
And I can't for the life of me think of one
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