Terror
I must confess. Things haven't been right lately. The screams that tear through the middle of night are horrible.
Words are meant to be spoken and heard as well written and read. Don't ever take them for granted. They can mean so differently from person to person.
I must confess. Things haven't been right lately. The screams that tear through the middle of night are horrible.
It's too late for me to go back Everything seems that it lacks I feel like I'm about to crack Becoming the night's midnight snack.
There'll be another day For you to come and say "I want to stay with you, Please don't say adieu" I knew you wouldn't do it Proved me wrong bit by bit Now here we stand Forever hand in hand.
I'll come back to haunt you Precious boy who said adieu You'll regret it, I know you'll do Your soul is mine when I say boo.
My world was black and white. It was peaceful and orderly. Until she came along. It was like a bucket of rainbow coloured paint being poured onto a plain canvas. She was a maelstrom of emotions.
Run away with me. I know it sounds crazy Give it time so you'll see A wonderland kind of reality.
Stay with me tonight Don't forget the light Keep away the fright Welcome back, my knight.
Ever felt like killing someone out of pure irritation. Ever felt like throwing a textbook at the man babbling in front of the class. Ever wanted to just walk out of the lecture like it didn't matter.
The way they move around each other. The epitome of grace and elegance. I could imagine them together forever. Eternally continuing their romance. She moves the other way. He moves to compliment her.
Your wish for me to fall. Your bluff, I'll surely call. You need not stall. You know I know all. Here I come. Get ready to run. At the set of the sun. I'll have my fun. Don't treat me like a fool.
Take me with you when I start to miss you. Take me home. I don't want to stay alone tonight. Keep me close when I start to want you. Keep me near. I don't want to stay away tonight.
Come to me. Never let go. Stay by side. Let the tide flow. Here you are. Right beside me. Holding my hand. Looking out the sea. The wind blows. The birds sing. The sun sets. This isn't a fling.
Here we go again You trying to resist me Just stop the effort Give me what I want You said you'd never see me Now you're here Begging for me to have you Give me what I want Welcome to my world Feel...
Don't ever forget about me. When you toss and turn in your sleep. I hope it's because you can't stop. Thinking about me. Don't wear your smile. When I'm not around to see you.
I knew you were nothing but a nuisance the moment I saw you with your hands in your pockets and a face splitting grin. Why can't you understand that I want nothing to do with you.
When you tell me to leave, I stay behind. When you tell me to speak, I keep silent. When you tell me to be still, I move away. When you tell me to smile, I make sure I frown.
Don't tell me to just suck it up and take it like a man. You always seem to forget that I'm a woman. I don't know how to react to this. Sometimes, I just feel pissed.
Both are awesome in their own right. Wattpad is all about the stories and the poems that seem to never end. There's too much people involved and I'm not saying that's a bad thing.
When I see you open up to breathe. I hope that you'd sing to me. It's opening up to break. Let's hope this love isn't fake. Don't throw this away. You know you'd need it some other day.
Have you ever wondered what it's like to have awkward moments everyday. They're unavoidable in my situation and they're really annoying. It's not that I don't want those moments to disappear.
Here's another day that I spend away from you. It's another night and I'm at a loss at what to do. Now here I am just waiting for my cue. Hurry now because I'm feeling kind of blue.
It was never suppose to happen. Being blamed on for something you didn't do is bad. Having no one willing to listen to your explanation is even worse.
Whenever I see that person's face, I feel like I'm about to see my lunch. After I've had it. Yes. I detest that person so much that I can't even stomach it in. It's truly disgusting.
Hearing the notes bounce off from the walls and the floors, she got on her toes and spun. Her hair in a high ponytail and her fringe loose.
There are those times when you're talking and you get ignored. There are those times when you think people are laughing with you but they're actually laughing at you.
As we all know, the world didn't end. Everything seems the same. It's just the numbers that changed in our calendars. We're going to learn just as much as we did the previous year. Don't we always.
Ever felt like you're really close to the end of period of exams but something goes horribly wrong. It's plainly bad. Really bad.
Have you ever felt like you don't belong in your own family. Have you ever been ignored during the middle of a conversation.
November 30, 2012 So, the first thing I had to do in the morning was get those stitches. It wasn't as horrible as I thought it'd be. It took around three hours just to attach them. It felt so...
I'm writing this down so that people would be careful with what they say and do. Trust me, words hurt just as much as they can cure. It all started so well. Jovial smiles and loud laughs.
That's it. It's official. I have absolute NO IDEA HOW TO COMMENT ON OPUSS. I don't know how I did the first time. I feel so screwed over. Help me?.
He was the first to notice me. He was the first to approach me. He was the first to speak to me. He was the first to know me. He was the first to look me in eye. He was the first to hold my stare.
There she stood in all her glory dressed in a pristine white gown made just for her. Her face slightly hidden by the thin veil.
Something interesting happened today. In fact, it was so interesting, I had to write about it. We all know how some people are just a bundle of endless energy.
It's official. I'm dead on my feet. I feel so beat. I just want to fall. Let me sleep. Just let me be. Don't speak. Not even a beep. Let out a sigh. Wish for a bed. Pillow under head.
The best way to deal with having two brothers and no sister is to wing it. Seriously. The older brother is usually the overly protective one, right. Not in my case and in some others.
I never really saw myself as who I am now. Trying to find people who are like me but at the same time not. I'm contradicting myself again. Here, I'll most likely be at home.