angelaya19

Today I found a friend, I swore to myself I wouldn't let her go Crazy, is it not? How it happens like that. Honestly, there was no way I would know. We spent nights, and we spent days chasing, crawling, hunting; I love the way she plays. One day she stopped coming.. I searched, I called, and I pleaded How was I to know that she was leaving? I finally found her, limp on the floor.. I cried and I cried, and I just couldn't take it. Meow meow meow.. until my little heart quit.

Some times I wonder, If I've got this all wrong. If feelings can't be spoken, Through a line in a song. If apologies are worth it, When no one gets to hear. If this life I was once certain of, Is unable to be steered. There are a few things I am sure of, Even in my darkest days, Even when I cry myself to sleep, Fearing that I've gone to waste. I know I love you now, And I know it's hard to say, But we don't belong together, And it hurts more everyday.

Draw me a picture, Rose, Draw a picture for me. To prove you are real, Not imaginary. You called me again, again, and once more. Draw me a picture, to prove who you are. You say you are old, much older than I, I am not from the future; why haven’t you died? You talk of the war that ended ages ago. Why are you calling me? Who are you, Rose? On the wall in the pantry, behind the wallpaper. Go look for me, dearest go look for the flower. You didn’t believe me, but now, you must. Look for the flower, covered in dust. Am I scaring you, darling? Am I scaring you yet? I’ll make you believe, I’ll make you, my pet. Beh

The distant sounds in r e m e m b e r a n c e of you.  The call.                                     I remember                                     YOU                     &#

lonely cold and ashamed i walk through twisted hallways of bitter consistence

With bitten lips and tear-burnt eyes you tell her your new tragedy she listens to the hurt and pain and smiles as she writes it down in her mind what you cannot say, she will shout for you or sing, or whisper- whatever you prefer her arms are tight around you as you spit your angry words and she listens and remembers and tones them into music into her world and she dances as she tells your story and makes faces when you're happy and cries with you when you need her not everyone can hear her some believe she says nothing real she'd never lie, but they don't understand when she speaks, they hear gold-toned lies or steel-staine

But i love you Will you be there when i die kiss me one final time catch me when i fall and bleed would you even wanna cry while you watch me slowly die watching as my blooddrips rolling off my finger tips drips onto the floor making puddles more and more hearing all my bloody cries watch tears roll from my eyes gasping for one final breath pain swells up in my chest spreading through my arms and legs numb but i can still feel pain i try to regret nothing but that is so hard to do when all i hear is "but i love you"

And so we went to sleep.  I was curled up; restlessly.  I was so self-assured that you’d love me.  As I lay my head quietly on your shoulder, I listened to your breathing.  Your slow inhale, evenly matched with an even slower exhale.  I inhaled your breathing.  I wished to become one with you.  Why not?  Maybe we could be.  All those nights that we just went to sleep… do these mean anything to you?  I know you smile at me.  But I’m not sure if you see me.  Your smiles are whiter than my old warm-up pants, but that doesn’t make them any less real.  I’m on the outside looking in.  It’s an awkward feeling because I&

                                                                                    Butterfly kisses                      &#