I miss you I miss your voice Soothing me when the whole word is falling apart from me The way you told me that you wish you were by my side To fill my emptiness inside Thousands of miles away I miss you
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I miss you I miss your voice Soothing me when the whole word is falling apart from me The way you told me that you wish you were by my side To fill my emptiness inside Thousands of miles away I miss you
Like a coloring book with all its pages ripped out being stared at by a child who has nothing else to play with,
wishing someone beautiful had the courage to touch me again
only to push away/lash out at anyone that tries
because, hey baby,
it’s not easy being stronger than the culmination of horrible shit responsible for gutting everything you used to love about yourself.
I SAW HER WITH A FROWN FOR LIPS. IT’S THE SAME FROWN OVER AND OVER AGAIN.
I CAN’T STAND IT.
I WANT TO KILL HER.
THEN EAT HER.
SO I CAN HAVE HER INSIDE ME.
BUT THAT WOULD BE A CRUEL THING TO DO SO INSTEAD, I TEARED OFF MY SMILE AND GAVE IT TO HER.
MAYBE I’M SAD
ABOUT WANTING HER.
I’M NOT TOO COMFORTABLE ABOUT WANTING SOMEONE.
(by tayaiv)
To you
I’M SORRY I SMELL LIKE CIGARETTES BECAUSE THEY ARE WITHIN ME
EVEN THOUGH I KNOW THEY ARE REPULSIVE.
I’M SORRY I TASTE LIKE ALCOHOL BECAUSE IT’S THE ONLY THING THAT I KISS
MOST DAYS WHEN I KNOW I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO.
I’M SORRY THAT MY THOUGHTS DON’T ALWAYS MAKES SENSE
BECAUSE MY BRAIN JUST CAN’T STOP TALKING.
AND I’M SORRY THAT I GET MY EMOTIONS ALL MIXED UP
AS THE HEART ALWAYS DRIVES THE BRAIN MAD.
BUT I’M NOT SORRY THAT I DON’T BELIEVE IN RAINBOWS AND BUTTERFLIES
AS WHAT WAS TOLD IN FAIRYTALES AND MOVIES.
I’M NOT SORRY THAT I LIKE BEING SAD AND THE STILLNESS AFTER DARK
AND I LET IT ENGULF ME.
I’M NOT SORRY THAT I DON’T LET YOU IN SO EASILY AS I KEPT MY
HEART WITHIN THESE WALLS OF DUBIETY.
AND I’M DEFINITELY NOT SORRY FOR THRIVING IN THE CHAOS
WHEN ALL YOU PROBABLY WANTED WAS TO LIVE IN THE GENTLE SEAS.
“my birthdays is next month and all I want is to be happy again”