Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Monday, August 27, 2012
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
through double pain.
there's this void in my chest
i think it's the space your eyes occupied
it grows more hollow with each tear my eyelids let escape
when salt is dispersed beneath my feet
like sandy toes on a beautiful beach
fill this void
let your brown eyes gaze into mine
let me lose myself in that labyrinth
and never let me out
fill this void
or spread your porcelain hand and reach into my heart
take a hold and rip it out
and take it
i don't want it if it's yours
i think it's the space your eyes occupied
it grows more hollow with each tear my eyelids let escape
when salt is dispersed beneath my feet
like sandy toes on a beautiful beach
fill this void
let your brown eyes gaze into mine
let me lose myself in that labyrinth
and never let me out
fill this void
or spread your porcelain hand and reach into my heart
take a hold and rip it out
and take it
i don't want it if it's yours
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Monday, August 6, 2012
sleepwalk.
i hadn't cried this hard over anything in almost a year. and i hadn't felt this hole in my chest feel any more hollow.
breathing has never been this difficult.
Santo and Johnny- Sleepwalk
breathing has never been this difficult.
Santo and Johnny- Sleepwalk
Thursday, August 2, 2012
if i could have it back...
i walked home today and as i moved one leg in front of the other and let the sun burn my face with its rays i thought of you, as i always do when my mind has a time off from the other bullshit it makes up. i thought about us... and then the thought ended. i hurried home, cramping on each toe that didn't want to cooperate, and began to panic. i quickly opened the front door of my house, the white door, then i went inside and ran to my room. i opened my room and i rummaged through all of my belongings, hoping to find a hint of "us". i looked for hours and hours hoping to find something, anything. even just a piece of paper with your name. i hoped to find some kind of article that said that you and i were an "us" at some time but i failed at finding something. i needed just a trace that when the word "we" was used, it was used for you and me together. i exhausted every ounce of energy and felt defeated when i didn't find anything. i couldn't find a trace of us, because there was never an "us".
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