Biter
One bite was all it took And all the memories overtook Infecting my thoughts.
I write my poems as I go so many of the ones I post may still be being improved...most of mine rely on emotion and they can get very depressive but always a good read I hope...its just what I'm feeling and what I'm going through written down basically
One bite was all it took And all the memories overtook Infecting my thoughts.
You give us hope that heaven could be on earth That those we've lost can come back And we can live again #loss #hope #heaven.
Surviving. That's all life is about, Happiness is never in the picture. As much as I try to stay positive for you, Joy is never a fixture. #life #surviving #happiness #joy.
A tough past, a difficult present A future as a whole as a moon in crescent. I've tried, I've cared, I did all I could But I obviously don't deserve anything good..
You seem genuinely amazing And I hope what you offer is true. If I can really trust you as much as you say Then I Love You..
I don't know what to do with my life anymore. What to think. What to feel. I only have two emotions by now, Way too happy or grippingly depressed. No in between. No colour or difference.
Such a strong hold on my mind, Such a harsh grip on me. I'm your prey, your prize find. To be freed I pay the fee. Stress, you capture my thoughts And blow them out of proportion.
I finally built up my trust, But your friend has betrayed you. I can't help but let the paranoia seep through. I never know if I'm correct....
Always speeding, never stopping to see. This is the human race, but not me. Glance up to the sky and suspended in the air, You will see whispers of cold despair.
People say I'm bad at acting, That I'm rubbish and I'm lame, But I act every day, every hour, every minute. I act happy to hide the pain..
I'm sorry. I really am. I won't bother you anymore. I'm going to keep my life to myself. I'll leave it in my core. I know how much I've hurt you, And I hate that I can't take it back.
Cold on my skin. Fire in my heart. Burning in my throat. Just one prick, one pin, Then the blood flows out. The warmth on my arms, Rich red. So much. This is the only thing I need without a...
My disease makes me different, For that, people stay away. My mind makes me strange. You refuse to come and play. Why won't you look at me. You're scared of what I can do.
The bars that hold me in Are hand-made, well crafted. The guards that watch over me Are distracted, parted. One says yes whilst the other disagrees My thoughts switching.
I want to be a bird, All fluttery and free, But they said I'm not allowed wings. They wouldn't suit me.
God, he gives us strength to stand alone, To cope with what we encounter. It doesn't prevent a struggle or moan, But God only gives us a life we can handle.
Fragile, fragile mind. You are fractured and tortured..
I can't deal with this anymore. The fractures are tearing through my skull. When will you help. Make me feel good. You've taken over the controls.
Bruised and battered you leave me hurt You're meant to love me but you treat my like dirt If unwanted is what you're going for You've managed it perfectly I will hate you forever.
My scars are the roadmap to my journey The journey that my mind will take through life Unpredictable and harsh as they may be It was me who controlled that knife Finally my decision is...
No matter how much I give you However much I care You always chose the other one Ripping my heart, tear upon tear..
You always want to change me Always want to tweak me Why can't you accept my flaws And stay with me. Am I not a worthy cause. If you don't like what you see Leave now.
I'm broken I think I don't know what I feel anymore I think I'm sad, close to the brink I'm smiling but it isn't coming from my core.
Photography: art that holds a memory. From the instant I got my first little compact camera - I thought it was the best camera in the world - I was in love with how the lens created so much beauty.
Tiny creatures that live in your closet and sew your clothes a little bit tighter every night.
Angel in the air, white wings and golden eyes, Feathered arms, striking beauty, the bird lets out a sigh. Her beauty is wasted on the sky and the clouds.
I blew it. Let you in. Let you care, And then I pushed you out, Away from me. Why the hell did I ruin it. Now you're avoiding me and it makes me want to cry. Why did I have to be so stupid?!.
I've torn out my heart, I've ripped my soul to shreds, My last fight is that with the mind And I will win..
Depression. It gets to me. Eats away at my mind. My body. My soul. Depression. It's killing me. I doubt myself. My choices. My decisions. I cry. Every night my emotions pour. I release. Can I cope.
So I've fallen for you But what do you think. I can't seem to shake it, Are you my missing link. I'm weird. A freak if you like, But you say I'm not. Is it out of kindness. Politeness or what.
That screwdriver is the turning force of my life. It gets the blade out of the sharpener so I can cut myself free. It is my controller, my rule book, my mind..
Photography is my passion...the camera is where magic is made and my eye is the creator of the artistic world of my mind..
I say I don't regret it But really, truly, I do. I regret not saying it quicker And finding the real you.
Why do I do this. I'm heartless...I'm cruel. Get this evil out of me. Cut it away. Let it run... Trickle down my arm. Out of my body. Let happiness return. Please?.
They always tell me to look up at the sky. To look at the stars, search and try. Try to find that one little spark, The one flying across that sky so dark.
Her history was a blank, She never told her love, But let concealment, like a bird with it's worm Feed on her damask cheek.
Butterflies, butterflies everywhere. Not one of them named cos no-one cares. For, you see, I pushed them away. Not one of them named cos I'm not okay. You have to understand, this isn't me.