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Would you ever bring the rain. To cool me. Or would you set alight my pain. To fool me. Could you quench the fire. Inside me. Or would you fan your own desire. Deride me. Would you stand so tall.
#nightdwellers vs #daydwellers These lashes are laced with lead. The weight it pulls them down. As if I'm struggling against a tide And into sleep I will drown.
We're do u start when some one tells u the truth. How do u cope with it. When it's to much for you. When you just want them to stop telling you. You look in to there eyes hoping they see your pain.
#household. Take a breath, look around. Just soak in empty sound. That surrounds me. Make a wish on a star. That no matter where you are. You'll find me. Enclosed. Forever sealed from the world.
Jag kämpar för att hålla mig på ytan Men mina känslor dränker mig Hur ska jag klara mig utan Nu när du lämnat mig Hur ska jag orka andas i denna storm När ska jag sluta tänka -om.
I'm fed up with some things. I do what I'm told. I experiment with colours. And look like I'm 12 years old. My hair is purple. My eyes are green. I smile a lot. And talk when no one's listening.
Lying up in bed at 5 o'clock in the morning, wondering why all of this hatred is building "Just Do It.
Days feel so long. Everything seems to be going wrong. Sitting here alone, not wanting anyone near me. I can't deal with what I see. I hate myself, I hate this world we live in.
For @MelchiorJ13 <3 Battling myself Over you I think it's love And that it's true My mind says,"Stop" That I'll only get hurt again That the pain will return And never end My heart says,"Try" To...
Spiraling towards the ground That's where my body'll be found Nobody will understand why Or even give a try I fall, fall, fall Waiting for the end of it all Air rushing past Grass coming up...
Deep within my most hidden desires lyes one which has kept itself mute and unnoticeable for many years.
I'm meant to be climbing, not falling, I'm stopping, I'm mentally stalling, I'm really trying my best, Trying to do as well as the rest, But really it's all going to waste, Writing so quickly is not...
I wish I could tell you how much I need you,. How much I care,. How much you mean to me,. How much I stare,. I wish I could explain the feelings in my heart,. What is the light in my night,.
My shoulders are very broad, But that's to hold up my woes. And although they may seem small. So am I right to my toes. So don't look at me in horror... Malaise or disgust.
Desperately trying to fight back the tears. A lifetime of struggle in just a few years. At the end of the tunnel there may be light. But while I'm in the tunnel it's a constant fight.
I have a habit. A very bad habit (At least for me) And no one knows about it. Don't get me wrong though, I'm no rebel, This habit is not the typical type like you might be thinking about.
I just want to throw something out the door I don't really want to write anymore I'm not very sure why I'm mad But it's not unusual for teens not to be glad Even my rhyming itsn't feeling right...
Hidden away, behind my make-up, behind my smile. You think I'm perfect, you tell me all the time. There is nothing perfect about the person I see. A small, fragile girl, hiding.
I can't get any peace. To think and write my next piece. Too much noise. My pen is ready and poised. But I just can't get silence. In order to exercise my artistic licence. My writing is what I miss.
I have a mask, a thin disguise I wear it when falsehood applies You'll never know if it is me The mask is all that you can see I could be here or am I there I'm absolutely everywhere I'll wear my...
Hiding within me. Waiting to be seen. Not until the time comes. When I can no longer lean. Hiding in my closet. A deep and dark secret. It's only that keeps all. Everytime we've met.
I not usually super confidant. But I have more confidence then this. Don't know what's wrong with me. Feel like everyones expectations I miss. Feel like everyones talking.
In the outskirts of life I'm here screaming on my own, Can anyone feel the pain that is shattering my bones.
Funny thing about beginnings, You never know when they start, One day everything's normal, Next you have my heart, I thought I learned my lesson from the last time round, But once again I let myself...