The sun is out, and I was happy, but then I got inside my head and now I'm feeling feelings that I don't want to feel. The shower is on, and I hesitate to get in, because I know where my head is and I don't wanna drag ugly lines across my delicate skin. The … Continue reading Why Am I Like This?
I told someone a little about you, the things you used to do, and once again I forgot it wasn't normal. It made me wonder if you ever do think about those things too; if you feel guilty for losing your morals. Do you think of how you grabbed my wrist out of anger and … Continue reading Monster, Monster
I find myself feeling sick to my stomach whenever you cross my mind. The butterflies you once gave me are now just hollowed carcasses left behind to poison me every time I hear your name.
It's in the silence of a pitch black room, where the glow of a streetlight outside filters through the slit where curtains meet that I find myself thinking about you. And I can't help but wonder, with my hands trembling at the thought of you, if you feel sorrow when you think of what you … Continue reading Tremble
Image courtesy of Mara Dyer I'm good at getting lost inside my head, convincing myself of untruths others spew; that I'm not pretty enough, thin enough, good enough. That I'm too much at times I shouldn't be, or I get excited over the dumbest things. I get hurt by the comments I'm too passionate, that … Continue reading Revelation
I saw you in my dreams last night. I tried to stay asleep. I finally got the you I've always wanted; the you I never got. You said all the right things to me, and held me in your arms so tight. We were so fucking happy, and you looked so in love. I tried … Continue reading Dream You