Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Fallen In Love With A Liar
As I sit here listening to your pain, my heart shatters and the shards cut me so deep all I want is to release screams of agony and tears of longing to escape me. You have no idea how much I suffer for you, but that means absolutely nothing because your mistakes have deemed me untouchable, have marked me as off limits. Damn it my head fights with my heart every day over you, saying I shouldn't fall in love with a traitor, but the tempation is just too sweet to pass up. My soul pleads with my heart to let you go because it knows I will die from the crushing blow of insanity, but the very idea of releasing that twisted love is insanity in itself. My heart doesn't want to let you go, but know I will die if I don't. Is it worth it? I've fallen in love with a liar, a soul who is afraid to let everything show. But I'm a liar too, so is it really that bad? Damn it all. I give up on everything! Everything...but you
Monday, December 19, 2011
The Truth Hurts-Monologue
The harsh truth is that you broke my heart, that you stomped on its fragile, breathing soul, and that you infected it with the ice of your cruel existence. I don't care that you don't want to hear it, but you know damn well you need to have your sanity be weighed down upon by my insanity. Look at me, I said look at me! Look at what you have caused, look at the scars you slashed into me, leaving a map of your deception! You feel my pain? Don't try to feed me and yourself that bullshit. You're sorry? Please don't try and make me pity you, because you deserve nothing more but this slap of truth. Pain. Pity. Why don't you try pathetic and meaningless? Now get out of my sight, you worthless destroyer of love. I'm done with you wreaking havoc on my poor damaged heart.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Pleading for Your Love
Rusty tears paint my cheeks, like how you used to create a masterpiece with your blazing smile
Knives stick themselves into highways meant for life, like how you used to make me breath quicken with your angelic beauty
Scars form a map of suffering, like how you will if you let go of my hand
On my bloodied knees, I beg for your warmth, for your smile
As the waterfalls rumble down onto my scarred hands, I pray for you to understand, for you to accept me
As your footsteps echo through my ears, I plead for you to come back, for you to love me
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Fear
I'm afraid, more terrified then I have been in my entire life.
Your smile is the light to break the darkness of my tortured mind, yet you may never shine down on me again.
Your love is the air that dances in my lungs, yet you may never let me breathe again.
You are my hero who saves me every single day, yet you may never come to my rescue again.
Will you let my fear consume me?
Will I let you consume me?
Will you allow me to drown without it?
Will I allow you to drown me?
It all starts with a choice, but that choice is draped in darkness.
It is draped in fear.
Will you let my fear consume me?
Will I let you consume me?
Will you allow me to drown without it?
Will I allow you to drown me?
It all starts with a choice, but that choice is draped in darkness.
It is draped in fear.
How am I suppose to choose?
How am I suppose to choose on whether or not to tell you the one thing I know you'll despise me for?
How am I suppose to choose willingly to face my biggest fear with no one to save me expect the fear itself?
How am I suppose to love you both when your turmoil is older than the very fabric of time?
So many questions and possible answers run through my head and the slightest glimpse of the outcome sends me to my knees, crying out in the pain of the monster plunging its heart-breaking claws into my chest.
I wish I could be strong and not have to tell you what will make my fear come true, the very secret that will crush my happily ever after.
There is no happily ever after without you.
How am I suppose to choose?
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
To Love or To Hate that is the question
To hate you or to love you that is the question
To love you would be the greatest mistake I would ever be willing to make
To hate you would be the best decision I would ever need
To love you would make my heart break in the sweetest way, that I would keep wanting to smash it
To hate you would make my soul breathe again in the most painful way, that I would keep wanting to cry
To love you would create a never-ending nightmare that I would never want to wake up from
To hate you would create a false world that I would never want to live in
To love you would destroy my fear
To hate you would destroy my sanity
To love you would kill me
To hate you would save me
To love you or to hate you that is the question
To love you would be the greatest mistake I would ever be willing to make
To hate you would be the best decision I would ever need
To love you would make my heart break in the sweetest way, that I would keep wanting to smash it
To hate you would make my soul breathe again in the most painful way, that I would keep wanting to cry
To love you would create a never-ending nightmare that I would never want to wake up from
To hate you would create a false world that I would never want to live in
To love you would destroy my fear
To hate you would destroy my sanity
To love you would kill me
To hate you would save me
To love you or to hate you that is the question
I Should've Said No
I should've said no, but I didn't know how
I should've ran away from you, but I didn't want to
I should've rejected your lust, but I didn't remember how to move
I should've screamed for her, but I didn't think she would hear
When you were done, I felt disgusting, that I didn't belong in my skin
When you were walking away, I felt empty, that that I didn't have a soul
When you were gone, I felt broken, that I didn't fit together
When you were proud, I felt ashamed, that I didn't exist
You never thought twice about it, but it haunts me
You never thought twice about if it was wrong, but it makes guilt gnaw at me
You never thought twice about if I was damaged, but I am
You never thought twice about me, but because of you, there is nothing left to think about
I should've ran away from you, but I didn't want to
I should've rejected your lust, but I didn't remember how to move
I should've screamed for her, but I didn't think she would hear
When you were done, I felt disgusting, that I didn't belong in my skin
When you were walking away, I felt empty, that that I didn't have a soul
When you were gone, I felt broken, that I didn't fit together
When you were proud, I felt ashamed, that I didn't exist
You never thought twice about it, but it haunts me
You never thought twice about if it was wrong, but it makes guilt gnaw at me
You never thought twice about if I was damaged, but I am
You never thought twice about me, but because of you, there is nothing left to think about
Friday, August 19, 2011
Love and Its Imposters
People our age don't seem to be able to tell the difference between the alluring spell of love's music or the lethal fangs of infatuation disguised only by the pure human desire to feel wanted, to feel the overwhelming power of lust blind us from the reality. No one ever wants to listen to those who see through the smokescreens, because they are addicted to the feeling of being desired, to the sensation of knowing that we are the center of someone's universe. We are a selfish species, love is more than drowning in the pure attention we gain from it, it is more than what lust makes it appear to be. Love is when your soul glows so brightly that you make the sun seem cold to the touch. Love is when your heart races at the very thought of feeling its intoxicating aura coils itself around you. Love is more than being physical, love rules over everything, lust rules over the physical aspect. In the end love may conquer over all, but you cannot have love without lust, and you cannot have love without infatuation because if you are able to learn from your mistakes while feeling infatuated with someone, you deserve true love.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Desire Co-Written by Sophia
I am held prisoner in my own thoughts, feeling the growing need for your embrace
The constant thought of your touch haunts my mind, days seemingly going on forever
My heart claws out of my chest in search of you, inside my soul screams for your love
The pain of a love never acknowledged gnaws at the threshold of my sanity
The need for your warm embrace sinks its fangs into me, poisioning my mind with darkness that can only break with your alluring smile
I yearn for the feel of your warm breath on my neck, an endearing whisper. I go through withdrawal for I cannot obtain my personal brand of heroin
A forever burning flame, my desire there within
The constant thought of your touch haunts my mind, days seemingly going on forever
My heart claws out of my chest in search of you, inside my soul screams for your love
The pain of a love never acknowledged gnaws at the threshold of my sanity
The need for your warm embrace sinks its fangs into me, poisioning my mind with darkness that can only break with your alluring smile
I yearn for the feel of your warm breath on my neck, an endearing whisper. I go through withdrawal for I cannot obtain my personal brand of heroin
A forever burning flame, my desire there within
Saturday, July 2, 2011
How to Create A Fighter
Life was a fairy tale in your eyes, you were the princess, he was your prince.
Nothing seemed to be able to take him away again. Nothing seemed to be able to take away your smile.
Until you realized that the prince charming you had fallen for, morphed into a demon.
You probably felt battered, like you would never be able to recover.
But I thought I should let you know, the day you thought you died, is the day a fighter was born.
No one can ever take your power again, no can ever make you fall to your knees in defeat.
The day your fairy tale changed into a horror story, is the day that made you stronger.
Nothing seemed to be able to take him away again. Nothing seemed to be able to take away your smile.
Until you realized that the prince charming you had fallen for, morphed into a demon.
You probably felt battered, like you would never be able to recover.
But I thought I should let you know, the day you thought you died, is the day a fighter was born.
No one can ever take your power again, no can ever make you fall to your knees in defeat.
The day your fairy tale changed into a horror story, is the day that made you stronger.
You overcame pain. you overcame heartbreak. You walked away with your head held high in defianceas they waited for you to crumble, but you wouldn't let them break you
The day they thought they had beaten you down to nothing, is actually the day they created a fighter
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Death By Love
The longing for you gnaws at my heartstrings as I sit here in the dark helplessly screaming your name, but it does not leave my lips for I am frozen with the fear of heartbreak. I know it has to come so I hang my head in defeat as love's demons sink their poison soaked teeth into me and I feel no pain only numbness. I wrap my scarred arms around my beaten body, as I hear a howl of pain pierce through the blackness. It takes me a moment to realize that the howl is drenched in my pain, in my misery, because it is my own cry for help finally free from the restraints of my frozen fear. I curse your name, knowing that you are the one who has left me here to die alone. I scream for someone to save me, for someone to take all the pain away. I hear footsteps slap the ground, racing towards me. I slowly rise to my bare feet to fall into my savior's arms. It's my angel of death. My murderer. It's you. I cringe in fear as you try to reach for me, you look at me with your thoughtful eyes for a moment. In that moment, I realized what made me fall in love. In that moment, you raised your hand with something metallic grasped inside it. In that moment, you walk away leaving a dagger in my heart as the light leaves my eyes.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
The Double-Edged Sword
Love is seen as a blessing in the eyes of people fooled by the pictures painted by fairy tales and dreams. In fact as you begin to let your guard down to love's alluring spell you realize that it is a curse in disguise. You feel the gentle embrace mutate into the poisonous claws of anger sink themselves deep into your exposed heart. The angel that sang sweet notes becomes the demon that you cannot let go, the memory that cannot be erased. Love is a double-edged sword. It kills your loneliness and it kills the emptiness that can only be filled with the joy that those only touched by love would know. It also kills you. Once love's light is out your entire world is blacked out feeling the weight of the world crash down on your shoulders. Love brings you to life, but then it just takes it away in one swift motion that causes ever-lasting pain.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Murderer Who Stole My Heart
Forever the love I hold for you will infest my battered heart
All of the pain that you brought is mapped out on my translucent skin, never hidden from prying eyes
I scream for it to leave me as it starts to kill my soul
Hope you'll be back to save me, to return my heart even though you shattered it, the pieces will mix with my crushed soul
Your love rips itself from the seams of my soul
You have murdered me without knowing your cruelty
Yet why do I still love you?
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