Her kaleidescope eyes, like another dimension; Where the language is foreign and the landscape perfection. |
If I loved myself even half as much as I loved you i'd be the definition of wishful thinking |
Smile and warm your heart to the sun, |
Smile and warm your heart to the sun, |
I loved you, with an unexplainable passion. you were my everything. body mind and soul. we were one, now im none. just alone. |
Plz comment on my poems i'll return the favour <3 |
I'm sorry mom... but it's not my fault, that the only way I know how to cry, is through my wrists... |
-Love is a feeling that comes from the soul. At least that's what i'm always told. But if this feeling's suposed to be true, then why have I stop loving you?- |
~*She made d e p r e s s i o n look so beautiful, because the blood that spilled from her wrists matched the tears in her eyes*~ |
Suicide is just one person escaping this world... Without even getting back at the people who made her kill herself, in the first place. |