'Compliments make me feel uncomfortable.'
'Why?' 'Because I feel like I'm being lied to.'

Those nights when you just want to sleep.. and never wake up.

You think you know me, but you're wrong. You don't know me at all. I don't want to die, I want to escape.

Even though I saw it coming, it still really hurts.

Why not just end it now? We are all gonna die someday anyway.

If you strive for the taste of perfection, you'll certainly starve first.

"'I'm sorry, no one can take your
Call right now' no one ever can,
For I laid me down and went to sleep
And never will wake again."

from "Belinda, RIP"

Some memories are etched into our souls with smoldering, rugged daggers.
and there are days when the scars bleed out; we become weak.
forever . . unwillingly remembering.

© Liz M.

You were a rose bled dry on her own thorns:
Torn by your insights, ripped apart by reality.

From "Jo Betty"

The more I hear the word sorry, the less meaning it has to me