Reach for Me

because I don't know how to stop reaching for something else

[pissvortex]

[reachforme]

From her tumblr:

[reachforme]

I wish I were alone with you Stop me from doing all the things I want to do When it’s someone else’s shoes you see something new And the light you saw; it’s in a different hue

I wish we could love without the love But we both know that’s not enough We can’t do anything but we don’t know what we need more of Kiss you goodbye because push has come to shove

[reachforme]

What Are You?

A poet?

A writer?

A photographer?

A curious mind?

Are you interested in becoming a part of this blog?

Please reach out to me if you think you could help contribute to Reach for Me.

[xtoniantonioux-blog]

[reachforme]

Lost. Alone. Afraid.

Hello.

[remanence-of-love]

A little company would be nice…

[xcapologist]

WONDER

I wonder how it would feel, To fly high in the sky, To look at the world beneath me, For once, I wouldn’t care if I’m carried away

I wonder how it would feel, To dive deep into the ocean To live among the magnificent creatures For once, i wouldn’t be afraid of drowning

I wonder how it would feel, To live on the stars To be so alone, with no-one around For once, I wouldn’t mind making it my home

I wonder how it would feel, To be loved, To love, For once, I wouldn’t mind being hurt

I wonder how it would feel, To be happy, To be wild, For once, I would love to feel what it’s like to be alive and full of life.

-Y.A

[aquablogsposts]

[reachforme]

Want to hold you but I pushed you away Want to be with you but I wrote you my note Want to kiss you but it wouldn’t be the same today Want to live forever but I can’t do that now.

[reachforme]

I don’t want to think about tomorrow I’ll be there if it comes for me But it’s slipping through my fingers I don’t want to think about tomorrow

[siyahluna-deactivated20180322]

[thegoodvybe]

[reachforme]

On Monday, I opened the door with the key that we're not to use I went to hide it away to make it seem as if it's never moved But when I came back, you'd locked me out in the cold Laughing, though the joke had always been old

On Tuesday, I made my dinner of delectable treats I set it down so that I could grab utensils to eat But when I came back, you’d set yourself down at my plate I had to get another, because I was too late

On Wednesday, I walked in the sun Carrying bags, full of bricks and stones though I wish there were none I asked you to help but your hands were full of air Asking for such a favor, how could I dare?

On Thursday, I woke up at three I couldn’t sleep because dreams wouldn’t let me be It was all fine until you told our mother how lazy I was It wasn’t in my control and you didn’t need to say, yet you said it just because

On Friday, I told you you were wrong You threw a fit for what seemed like hours because those minutes were long You told me my words weren’t true or fit Then you told me so just the same as I, you big hypocrite

On Saturday, I went out with friends You disapproved, because you’d decided they were to be my end I found it funny you chose then to be on my side To keep me away from the things that have kept me from the day I would’ve died

On Sunday, I pretended to pray But when I sat down, I had nothing to say You were a prat, but you kept me safe But here I was, dying and where could you be?

[reachforme]

Sing you a lullaby where you die at the end.

Melanie Martinez, Milk and Cookies (x)

[reachforme]

You don’t care unless she’s in the room You don’t care unless it’s got something to do with you My mother don’t treat me right So baby, my future ain’t that bright

You care when I threaten to suicide You care when I tell you I’d rather die That girl is such a spaz And then she says to relax

You hardly care when you see my scars You hardly care when you think of the stars You know that you’re such a bitch Would love it if you dug yourself out of your fucking ditch.

[reachforme]

How can you read what wasn't written?

How can you change what is set in stone?

How can you kiss it and make it better?

How can you love without being loved?

How can you cry without any tears?

How can you live without any heart.

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