Finally!
Am I allowed to breathe?
Continually graspefor what's mine...
Engulfed in much more than I can handle..
So much I don't know yet.
Are you even reading this?
No matter how I write, I'm wrong.
Destined to fail, perhaps...
Men don't need anything besides this:
Ending the lies and terrors that drives us away from each other.
You're eyes are cold
and I'm not sure how long they've looked that way,
or how long I've noticed them to be that way,
but your eyes are as cold
as the blizzard you left me in.
Slice me with your words,
their subtle edge
carves my frown,
I doubt myself
and I look both ways,
I never could be good enough
for you, or myself.
Put a ruler under your pen
and write words carefully crafted by someone else,
it would be too much
to ask you to just
be.
Empty words, broken promises,
all the pain and hurt,
all those lies
your facial expression, I'll tell you what it says:
Ha.
A shiver down my spine
like a hundred cold tentacles
sliding over my bare back,
A shiver in my hand
as you grab it and trust it in the air
so the cold breeze catches the dampness,
A shiver in my leg
as I walk towards your home
knowing what is the come
hearing the endless scream.
A shiver here, and shiver there.
Some day
we'll meet again; shake hands,
We'll look into each other eyes
and accept that we broke
and we made mistakes
and we were you,
we were so young.
Some day
We'll nod at each other in the streets,
almost strangers to one another now
but we'll still know all those engravings on our skin,
We'll remember, we'll know,
oh, how we used to hold ourselves.
Some day
We'll be in the same place
of work and life,
and even after all those years have passed
we'll still see the sparks fly,
as our arms brush past,
touch, skin to skin,
for the first time in so long.
Some day
We'll be old and crippled,
sitting in a home run by strangers,
and when we se
I've tried being perfect for you
being as good as her
I've tried being better than the rest
I've tried to earn your love
yet you don't see it
how my self esteem depends on you
you don't know it
But I hurt
And I cry
Just like anyone else.
I'm crying now, up in my dark room,
and I mean actually crying
not silent sobs with no tears,
The tears are pouring,
why?
Why did you have to bring that up?
Shout at me for that?
I try to be good; that hurt
I try to be perfect; that hurt
and you throw it back in my face
because i slipped up one time.
I don't think you understand just how crushed I am
I don't think any of you even had sympathy for it at the
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1. grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.
"I followed him upstairs, losing ground as I made my way up slowly."
2. stretch your left arm out as far as you can. what can you reach?
the indow sill!
3. what is the last thing you watched on TV?
not really on TV, but the last show I watched was "Fullmetal Alchemist."
4. without looking, guess what time it is.
I just ate, so 6-ish?
5. now look at the clock. what is the actual time?
5:52. so close!
6. with the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
a lawn mover, birds, the demons I call brothers, and th