And just for thought...
I loved you long before I said the words and long after I took them back.
You point a finger at me but we played the same game.
Why think about another day?
I am anything but whole.
My eyes grow heavy with your tidal images.
I can no longer see love.
Pray that I am still real.
Every day is a battle to not fall into that darkness,
that warm, welcoming darkness.
Do you believe?
She sits there staring at the groteseque man.
Please move away from the knives.
They know nothing of these wounds.
It no longer matters.
Forgiveness is a click away.
I want to tell him, to tell them all the pain...
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.