You can make me feel like everything I touch
turns to gold
You can make me feel like I’m nothing more
than the dirt beneath your soles
And I’m still wondering how just one person
Can be so beautiful and cold

It took a year to get over you
To store you away in my memories with a wall that couldn't be broke through

To Learn how to look away in the hallways
To walk straight and not runaway
To put aside the anger
To hang the blame up on a hanger

Then you come and talk to me
You let those memories break free
My eyes can only fix on your eyes
I'd follow you up into the skies

I glow with happiness
I fill with fuzziness
What's wrong with you?
After all you put me through?!

Now I fear
It's gonna be another year

War has begun no shots fired no blows draw blood

Instead words are exchanged

Her hearts broken
Her heart is broken

Have you heard the gossip

Friends now enemies...

Its come to this

Nobody knows how tight we were
But planted jealousy and whispers seem to push our end

Its what they planned...

I'll never be the same
You will never be the same

We broke one another's trust with belief of words never spoken

I sit here now
You sit there

We both speak battle words that scars us deep, and the pain that spills can't be cleaned

When we pass in the hall's it's cheesy and sad...

We both pause...

You look back,  and so do I
But you will never know for sure that it's an I'm sorry and neither will I

We clicked from the start, so open, so sweet
We both were smart
But that strength and stubbornness we valued in each other

Well that pride...

Its what broke us, because we are selfish

And you nor I did not know this

Its me or you who's right...

It's me

Both our heads held high

*******

**** this

Your just a .......

i wanna sit next to you
and watch that smile spread across your face
and i wanna kiss you, run my hand across your face
but...
i wanna hurt you.
feel the tears roll down my face.
i wanna scar you.
in your heart, without a trace.
i want your eyes to know the shadow in my heart, deep within your own.
i want your eyes to know all the blackness and the pain that you.put.here.
you put it here.
the lines you drew to cover up my smiles were all too dark.
and it seems they won’t erase
and i want you to know how
this beating red soul
turned to black marble, from one heartbreak.

You found out I called you crazy,
but to be fair you were the same man who
stabbed himself on purpose and
picked at wounds just to see how well the scars held up
under your knife.

The same man who woke up with bruises for hands and
bourbon for breath.

You always slept with your eyes open,
glazed over like a snake ready to strike.
You said this was from spending 19 years locked in a cage
like a feral animal.
I see that didn't teach you anything.
Some beings can never be rehabilitated;
they should have never released you back into the wild.

You picked roses because they reminded you of your dead mother
and once you made me talk to her ashes
and afterwards you threw me on your pool table
and made a mess of me.

You said it was for your memory,
I used it for my art.

You would cut me up for fun and stalk me for pleasure.
You say bourbon and *** makes you feel real again.
You would always tell me I was too pretty for you and
we would laugh along to gory movies until our eyes half closed in drunken lust and all I wanted to do was drink from you.

You would lock your door and turn on the fairy lights
and touch me real slow and hard until I became cold from the
beating of your heart next to mine.

You always said you were going to leave,
I never thought you'd just disappear
and still be 5 minutes away from me.

You are a ghost that I wish would haunt me a little more often
because I am reduced to ashes now just like your cremated mother.

You turned me rabid and mean.

You never told me how to make this stop.
I just keep bleeding from the wounds you left.

You turned me into the same animal you are.

Oh yeah the Demon told me
that you're with him now
let me know how my *****
taste when you kiss him
and good luck licking it off

I just realize.

*Love isn't what we think it is.

Dear Layla,

Thanks so much
You ruined my life
Congratulations
I know you tried

All those mean words
They hurt
I pretended they didn't
But they did
And still do

"You're fat"
"You're lazy"
"You're stupid"
"You're slow"
"No one likes you"

It's fine though
You can say those things
It's a free country
Just know:

If I **** myself,
It's on you