. misty

I want you for forever. But to you, forever is too long.

Sometimes, sanity can only be found in the deepest parts of the forest.

I try to be like the lava lamp that sits on my desk

How can I close my eyes without feeling the universe twirl around my mind?

Today, I choose courage over comfort.

I spent so much time trying to be a robot, I forgot I am meant to be human

Ripples of water orbit around your pupils

The baggage you left me with is not mine to carry

How could you not be who you say you are?

I'd rip my heart out and serve it on a plate, if it meant I could have you

My wounds turned to scars after I took away the knife you liked to cut me up with

If my feelings are not a weakness then why do I feel powerless in their presence?

I guess I'm in love with the moon.

A broken heart reminds me of an icicle piercing through flesh. It's deadly, draws blood, and the wound is hard to heal. The ice melts eventually though.

I'm falling into holes. Slipping into sleep. Why doesn't anything feel real?

I wish I could ask if him replacing me makes him feel better?

I realized that in order to change myself I needed to create myself.

If love can be there one day and gone the next, I don't think that it was ever love to begin with

You treated me like you found me in the lost-and-found

I would've given you the world if you made me apart of your night and day.

Are the rivers that stream down my face making you happy?

it's hard for me to grasp the concept of of self. I am living a life different than you'll ever know. A human tortured by the gift of life. Why is it so hard to see that I'm living and breathing, just like you?

I hope you think about the times we had. the memories you reminisce always fails to include the bottle clutched in hand

I conceal the scars that coat my body. The only ones you'll see run along my intimate parts. My naked body is not yours to see, like my never-healing wounds.

I clung to the memories like photographs. There are no pictures of us anymore. I break my own heart thinking of things you'd never do.

The phrase; 'time heals all, ' is misleading. No one mentions that depending upon how deep the gash, there will always be a scar.

I poured out my soul in rivers that were poisoned

My body is not your's to use. I'm happy I can confidently say that now.

when you're drunk, you have no regard for my feelings.

If it were a pretty contest, you would beat the moon

When I'm with you nothing needs to be fixed anymore

Even if my heart was gold, you'd look at it like a bag of pennies