Promise To Stay.

“I hold it true, whate’er befall; I feel it when I sorrow most; ‘Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.” - Alfred, Lord Tennyson

[running----away]

I just need someone who says me “everything will be ok” while hugging me.

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[feelingsoftheday]

i'm full of unsaid words

[lostmf]

[ursxc11]

The End Looks Different Without You

The way you left,

Showed me I didn't mean anything to you at all.

I don’t have to wonder why you didn't look back, 

and I’ll probably never get to say this to you...

 “ I did try my best  “ 

- ursxc11

[ursxc11]

The Wall I Couldn't See

There’s a wall of pictures and words.

It’s all scrambled

Can’t quite make it out.

I’m scared to get closer.

Sometimes someone reads them out loud,

Sometimes they describe whats in the pictures, 

I’ll never be able to see them.

No matter how close I stand,

How many tools I use,

I’ll always have that wall in front of me.

Sometimes I close my eyes too try and rest,

The ideas of how they look run fast through my dreams. 

Sometimes I look away,

Then someone turns my head back trying to show me the wall saying “look do you see?.”

Sometimes I wanna scream for someone to take me away so I never have to wonder about the pictures again.

So I can create my own wall of pictures. 

Sometimes I want to smash the glass,

Rip down the words but someone always tells me I can't.

Someone tells me they're important. 

They leave me with the wall, 

Alone.

I’m left with a wall of pictures and words put up by others.

Everyone seems to be able to see them,

I hear all the descriptions all the narrations of the words.

Who do you believe? 

When you cant see it for yourself.

Who will tell you what's real when they know you can’t see it. 

No one can make a wall move.

No one can rip the pictures down.

No one can erase the words.

So what do you do?

Breathe,

Take another deep breathe

Put up your own words

Write them bigger brighter

Than anyone else

Hang the pictures you want to see everyday and focus them into view

Stop.

Look at it now,

Tell the pictures and words 

That you can’t see or hear 

SCREAM

You aren’t mine to see

You aren’t mine to hear

You aren’t me

I’am me

I chose what I hear

I chose what I see.

- ursxc11

[thepersonalquotes]

[sulfur]

[fiorisuibinari-deactivated20170]

[oliviamobbs]

[danger]

[ink-and-oceans]

If thoughts could kill, I’d be dead.

tara love (via ink-and-oceans)

[thecartierrug]

[moan-s]

[rumineely]

[anxietyproblem]

[kleinstadtgangster-blog]