The Lost Key
My life has changed So, so much I seem to hurt all those I have touched When they get close I have ran Not in fear of love But of who I am Afraid of what I do not know I give all of me I put on...
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My life has changed So, so much I seem to hurt all those I have touched When they get close I have ran Not in fear of love But of who I am Afraid of what I do not know I give all of me I put on...
I've been telling my dreams to the weeping willow, "I want to soar like an eagle and not stare out this old window, I want to fly far, far away and no longer be broken." But there were no words to be...
#beginninglines. #nightdwellers. Stepping into the unknown. For what I've known was a facade. I've given up on foolish hope. I'm off to find unbroken calm. I take my weary troubled soul.
#oldvsnew. #freeform. I used to think things through and nobodies feelings got hurt. But now I don't think and now I'm alone. I used to be careful and no one got hurt.
Spawned under murky water In another lifetime, With need to break And need to wake This life of mine.
A lone gent sits on the bench, His face remains unnoticed, He blends casually into the crowd. Nothing about him is remarkable, His movements and actions are silent.
I've been running so long, I feel as if I have to, Though I know it's wrong, I want to perfect you. I've been running so fast, I feel as if I have to, Although it's in the past, I want to change you.
My Lourdes Pilgrimage A couple of years ago I was invited to go with a group of local people to 'Lourdes,' in France.
Augustus pondered his fate.
The Heart You Made Bloom So close came I to embracing my bane. So close came I to extinguishing flame. Gathered my poisons to me, near at hand. Needed only be heeded; that unholy command.
I'm one of those people who are quiet and keep there feelings in, and keep them in until I can't any more. Until I run into a room and search for pen and paper and them scribble to my hearts content.
...To go through my phone and find every single picture of him deleted. ...To scroll through my contacts and find that his number isn't there.
My hair is changed, Once again, Keeping one colour's Such a pain... It's still blonde, But stripes along The bottom and They're nice and long.
English class last year. Once upon a time, there was a girl I knew so well So sweet and helpful, Her mind open like her arms, Offering hugs.
#acrostic Rebellious and confused I was, Everything said in church was fuzz. Learning nothing as I thought; I believed in nothing taught. God knew I was gonna change. I felt it was a little...
You made me Fabricated me slowly From the scraps on the floor Through your care Your infinite attention And your problematic mind I became one being One person Through you I became me You shaped me...
( I Know, I know, oh yes, I know. ) I know what it means To be lost in the dark. I know what it means To be tossed by the storm.
So this is a mini story for my main story Project 12/21 It happened when I was eight. I had no idea then, but slowly figured out as I grew older. The one thing that completely changed my life.
You once were a gorgeous tulip,. It's delicate pedals in full bloom,. But now you are as cold and bitter as ice,. Your distance and presences farther than the moon,.
The mantle of the Criminal, a crown that doesn't fit. Working through probation, and shovelling with shit. Somewhat out of character, somewhere out of place.
I hug myself closely I'm scared and so cold With no place to call home Like this, I won't grow old But then a light hit me An angel came to say, "Hello there, I'm here to help you today" She took...
My metamorphosis is starting I can feel myself change I know it's for the better But it's making me deranged I can't even focus I try to understand Where has the old me gone Where am I gonna land I'm...
This. Spark. Was. A. Fire. Until. It. Burnt. Out. Nothing. But. Smoke. Is. All. That's. Left. Now. Yet. From. The. Ashes. A. Flame. Will. Grow. This. Time. Not. Getting. Out. Of. Control.
I hate days like this. Days where I just sit here and cry. I think too much. Then I Upset myself. I don't understand it. You were once this person.