Deafening silence,
Heart heavy,
Pillow soaked.
Not understanding,
Not understood.
Bewildered.
The same actors,
The same tired script.
......
I think I like being alone
Well, not alone of course I have friends and family
But alone in a sense of romance
I am okay with that
Boys are incompetent
Too needy
Too narcissistic
And in the end you'll just get hurt
What's the point of dating?
To hurt?
......
Shadows in the park...
Must be a sunny day...
Always wearing black...
Never having much to say...
Shadows never laugh...
They never, ever cry...
Sometimes they disappear...
If the suns not shining in the sky...
......
Pain, to me, has always felt like fists.
Quick, hard blows to my body,
leaving me sore and limping,
though stronger in the end.
But this,
this pain is different
like a poison
coursing through already raw capillaries
it burns me, from the inside all the way out,
consuming me with i different kind of toxicity I've not met before.
......
Something must be wrong with me
To make me care about a man
Who can't take the time to reply to me
Or simply give a damn
I can only make assumptions
At this point I'm less upset
That he only wanted to fuck me
But too bad for him, I'm not done yet
......
Something must be wrong with me
To make me care about a man
Who can't take the time to reply to me
Or simply give a damn
I can only make assumptions
At this point I'm less upset
That he only wanted to fuck me
But too bad for him, I'm not done yet
......
Deafening silence,
Heart heavy,
Pillow soaked.
Not understanding,
Not understood.
Bewildered.
The same actors,
The same tired script.
......
I think I like being alone
Well, not alone of course I have friends and family
But alone in a sense of romance
I am okay with that
Boys are incompetent
Too needy
Too narcissistic
And in the end you'll just get hurt
What's the point of dating?
To hurt?
......
There’s nothing like a mirror
To show you who you are.
To look outward from our face
Is to miss the color of our hair
And the features of our race.
Since we lack an ability to see,
Our minds are free to roam and be.
We are handsome and above the rest,
Nobly browed with piercing eyes,
......
I don't exist.
I mean, you can shake my hand,
you may hear my joints echo
through a hollow shell of man.
I don't exist.
But feel free to pick my brain,
I'll say the things I wished to hear
to help ease both our pain.
......