Im 19. Australian. Loved. In love. Missed. Am missing. Successful. Romantic. Tragic. Slightly pathetic. Sappy. Poetic. Video game nerdy. Converse obsessed. Brown haired. Blue eyed. Pink cheeked. Red lipped. Tongue pierced. |
One cut leads to many more,
Blood seeps out however i feel no sore...
Dear Sarah,
I saw him again today...
The never ending dreams of tomorrow
Seem to crush the dichotomy of right...
It was a dark night,
The playground was in sight...
Damnation follows death in other men,
Kill or be killed, it can never end...
1998:
Two children sitting...
Scars outlined in blood,
In my head, these emotions flood...
Vertically bound in structured blueprints.
Womb unknown, presence timelessly renowned...
Damnation follows death in other men,
Kill or be killed, it can never end...
When you hold me,
Late at night...
She falls to her knees, shaking, screaming to his hard unforgettable face, 'Im not good enough, am I?' His answer breaks her heart and send her to the depths. |
The things you say, they hurt me inside. I cant handle much more, I just want to hide. Im fading out of the already blackened photo, so why am I the one who feels the sorrow? |
If it is worth getting caught for. If it is worth fighting for. If it is worth waiting for. Then it is worth trying. |