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Untouched. The slow caress files the roughness of his skin like sandpaper. The dryness of his skin, the desert that is his soul. Unwanted. A paperback that never left the shelf.
Sitting on my stairs Neither up not down Smack bang in the middle Wearing a little frown I ponder on my life In all it's wonder and its glory A tiny touch of trouble, a smattering of strife A...
A slight ticking From the clock in the back A horrid silence It sounds to thick I walk along the floor Barefoot in the midst Is something greater. That I have yet to miss.
What if you weren't here. What if I wasn't here. What if I didn't know you. What if you didn't know me. What if your friends didn't know you. What if my friends didn't know me.
200 quotes of randomness, 200 quotes of pain. 200 quotes of sunshine, 200 quotes of rain. 200 quotes of love, 200 quotes of hate. 200 quotes of life, 200 quotes of fate.
A past of another life Stands up to tease Beckons unabashedly Melts my freeze A fate never considered Now it tempts Interlocks my lonely heart I try to wait Your hold -softly caresses me It lulls...
I wonder what it is like to be someone else, In there shoes, Wearing their belt. I wonder what it is like to see through different eyes, A whole new world. You could be surprised.
Hello again, and today is Friday, February 22, 2013. Lately I've been thinking about how I screw up a fair amount. Or how when I think I'm screwing up, and I'm actually not, I act too quickly.
I think back on my life,. I hate everything that I now am,. I've been through a fair strife,. I've not given all that I can,. I hate everything I have become,. I hate the shadows on my arms,.
How did I reach here. Filled with fear But no single tear With my skies so unclear How did I become so numb.
Yesterday, I lost my say in the turns and twists of my way, My thoughts lie scattered on my small tabletop, And the seconds keep passing without a pause on the clock.
Hello again, and today is Wednesday, February 20, 2013. Some people think I'm antisocial. Some people think that I'm cold. Some people think that I'm withdrawn. Some people actually know me.
Care to join me. Care to see. Care to know what its like being me. Care to listen. Care to try. Care to wait as time goes by. Care to hold pain. Care to hurt. Care to fall. These knees hit dirt.
So early it's dark, the time before dawn. Bells and cars are mellowed down, footsteps are as loud as a bark. Leaves crunching...oh yes. I hear it.
I know there's more to living, 'cos I remember the good ole days. I see friends enjoying life, without my general malaise. My reserve of get up and go, long since got up and went.
"The crack seems bigger..." I flick the light on and my eyes ache but I tell myself over and over again. It's the same every night.
Pieces of me on every page A diary, a story, trapped in a cage. Fragments of my hearts scattered, free, I write, its how its supposed to be.
Jag vaknade av att solen sken in i mitt rum, in genom gardinerna som jag hade dragit för fönstret.
A shell upon a shingle beach, Hiding, yet to be found, Use sandy grains to scour your dreams, Feet firmly on the ground, Reality's a fact of life, It's charred your innocence, The harshest words and...
#acrostic R eceding days R oll in on R estless shores E veryday is Endless E longating my snores S torms Saturate my...
What have I become, My sweetest friend. Everyone I know goes away, In the end. And you could have it all, My empire of dirt. I will let you down. I will make you hurt.
Hello again, and today is Sunday, February 17, 2013. Life is a funny little thing, except it isn't that little.
If our world was one of unlimited possibilities and freedom for all, would you live your life differently.
Why are we hiding When the sun is this blinding. Are you scared of the night Or too weak to fight. Why should we leave When there's nobody to deceive. Are we running together Or apart forever.