Letting GoLoosen your grip on reality,Letting Go in Emotional More Like This
Now let go.
Slip away without regrets.
Bad days roll in and out,
but they will pass eventually.
Because there is light.
I will let you go someday,
but not now.
Now I need the memory of you to help carry me through.
But it's hard.
And I can't do it alone anymore.
Breaking down each day,
my burdens getting heavier with each passing moment.
My blood is thinning and I can't shed anymore.
So let me shed my tears instead,
It seems its all I have to give.
reach for my hand and help me out of this place I cannot rescue myself from.
Always YouIt's always you.Always You in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You were the reason I was happy
Days of feeling comfortable
In my skin,
Of knowing I was good enough,
If only for a while.
And only for a while it was.
You were why I was smiling
So many smiles.
Feelings I'd forgotten abound,
And now it's like we never mattered.
You were the reason I could sleep
My only source of dreams.
No more nightmares,
Fears fought away
Cradled in hopes,
My only form of safety
Found in your voice.
A voice I'm afraid I'll one day forget.
Now you're why I'm confused
So lost in my own feelings.
Back and forth,
On and off,
Love me now,
Love me not,
Wanting all my trust,
Dizzy with the choices.
How can I be sure of you if you're not sure yourself?
Now you're why I'm scared
Wearing thin these paths
In my heart
Without ever really leaving,
Just leaving me broken
And oh-so guarded again.
You rebuilt my old walls
StumblingI'm losing my truths,Stumbling in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Searching for epiphanies
In the same old things
My rhymes are fading out,
Color slowly leaving
Seeing gray in everything
Wondering if this is grieving
The world is collapsing,
Afraid my art will flee
Losing hold of the thing
That really let me be me
The flow got disrupted,
Waiting for it to pick up
Praying for a spring
Trying to remember
How hope got so far above
All of my will
Tied up with all my love
I promised you forever
So why can't I have right now?
I need to put my world
Back in place somehow.
I HAVE SOME THINGS TO SAY. Thank you so much FearMyPiplup for commissioning a journal skin for me ;v; I'm really excited!I HAVE SOME THINGS TO SAY. in Personal More Like This
My cat is being shunned for the rest of the day, due to him scratching my face.
Despite this scratch mark and a zit, some girl said I was pretty and two other girls complimented my hair. ._. how do you respond to compliments idek.
I had some pizza on my plate. But now it's gone. I barely got to enjoy it ;v;
Cream soda still tastes like sex.
Hopefully, CookiemonsterMS and I can attend another Hetalia cosplay meet up D:
I really need to work on my English paper but nyeh.
I'm so excited for AU prom >w
Um. Read this to lulz.So my cousin linked me to this girl that writes Hetalia reader inserts. And she claimed she was the Goddess of Reader Inserts. And I'm just sitting here like 'pfft' mainly because I think my reader inserts are the shiz. >>Um. Read this to lulz. in Personal More Like This
But yeah something about her makes me a little pissy. I think it's because she gives off this vibe that she thinks she walks on water. And idk it was kinda stupid.
I mean, I know I can be REALLY self-centered. But yeah, I'm just a hypocrite. ANYWAYS, she posted this picture-
And she refused to tell anyone where she got it. I don't know that kind of rubbed me the wrong way. MAINLY BECAUSE I'VE SEEN IT IN MY OWN HOT TOPIC STORE. And also it got front page and I don't even know why.
But um, I took the liberty to tell anyone who asked where she got it. By note. So she can't hide the comment.
I feel kind of like a bitch but people deserve to have their Hetalia belts if they really want them! They're super expensive though.
NumbersHow old are you Grandad, she asked.Numbers in Free Verse More Like This
I said I was twenty-two.
She didn't believe me.
She was six.
With that pink hat she lost
In the town that's dead now,
That graveyard of the recession.
And on my centenary
I received correspondence
From her majesty
Who said I could start my birthdays again.
Don't be silly, she said.
Maybe she did believe me.
I dreaded the day that she would know.
Know that I had lied.
She wouldn't be six for very long
And that hat would get left behind.
How old are you Grandad, she asked.
I said I was seventy-eight.
Shouldn't you be thirty-four, she said.
No, but my hip is nearly five.