i'm sorry you had to go
before anyone got to know you
before you could taste the air
and grow a full head of hair
it's just that she wasn't ready
and to her you were a mistake
but i want you to know that to me
you're someone beautiful i'll never see.
they caught my eye when he passed me a pile of papers.
i stared not too long & not too hard because i knew.
i asked are those scars? and he said yeah, did a little
laugh along with it. shame wouldn't let me look him in
the eye but i could see his eyes because see, i play
violin and that trains your peripheral vision. i said
sorry, don't know what for but i felt ashamed for point-
ing out flaws, he wasn't flaunting those scars but he
didn't do much to hide them either. i said sorry for not
stopping it, even though those razor blade lines adjacent
to the floor boards are old, they still hurt to look at
& they hurt to make. he said i
In this digital screen
Is a picture of your face
You look so pretty and happy
Forever and always
I click the arrow over
And the camera shows a slide
It’s you and me together
But also that other guy
He always made me angry
I never liked him around
I screamed and fought with you
Which only brought us down
The photo changes again
But this time only us
We’re holding hands together
In the park out by the bus
I remember that night clearly
And the picture changed once more
It was like it was yesterday
That I found you on the floor
I screamed out your name
And tried to find my phone
But my hands were shaking badly
And I felt complet
365 challenge- 62 by EternalFireOfDeath, literature
Literature
365 challenge- 62
Cut me again, please more
The wounds, now, are only sore
The pain, the pain I need
Fuels the desire for my greed
Use knives or use word
Don't let my torment go unheard
I deserve this and more
What else is a monster for?
Yes, I see myself like that
Red eyes and a soul that's black
I wonder if this is right;
To do what I do at night
With pins and scissors cutting
So at last tears; I am crying
This is what I always need
Salt water to grow the seed
That nestled in my heart does lie
The monster of my soul inside
When blood and tears do spill
I shall free it for my own will
I know I am no monster child
It is just my imagination
The door bangs itself against the wall and rebounds,
no mercy from the girl pushing it open.
She walks briskly and a boy follows,
trying to catch up.
"Rea, I didn't mean for it to happen,"
"For what to happen, Ky? What do you mean by that?"
"That girl is MEANINGLESS. But you.."
"What?
This meaningless girl was worth
all the meaning in my life?"
Kyle stops running,
"No",
he said.
"Nothing and NO ONE is, Rea."
She blushes.
"I know that I made a mistake,
but Rea,
I love you."
"No you don't,"
The comment freezes the warm wind in place
and Rea stops walking,
then turns to face Kyle,
tears as heavy
as the sweat creased into t
Well If you check out my page it's obvious I love poetry and photography <3 I try my best to good at both and when I grow up I hope to become a photographer. Though I'm kinda lazyy so this will be updated shortly, but no promises :P
Favourite Movies
Air Bud<3 As a child this was my brothers and I favorite movie.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
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