the lieI stand.More Like This
I stand at the brink of civilization pouring my heart out onto the world.
We bleed and break for sex and money. Try to figure out how the heart breaks.
We are the wounded animals at daybreak. We are the sleeping children who lie awake.
We are mysteries. That have all but evolved naturally.
We are the crosses you bare. We are the naked sun and moon upon our mirrors.
Dance. Lie to me each time you said you loved me, but went to him instead.
I was your side mirror. Your replacement. Your toxic air that made you feel good.
I was the empty emotion, running out of your mouth like vomit.
I was the sore in your back. The lie beneath the sheets that you swore were your own.
And now I'm empty. Begging my heart to stop. The dealer, running out of coke to sell.
I stopped putting pennies in the wishing well. There was no fairy to greet me.
I was the lie. The one you tattooed on your wrist. Sworn to forget me.
I was the lie.
I was the lie...
This Is MeI have mental disorders,More Like This
I'm smart, not out-of-order,
I'm not comfortable with being my gender,
But, I know I'm not transgender,
I think of my self as gay,
Though I like fictional boys in a similar way,
I'm a bit over-weight,
All I have for it is hate,
I'm a survivor of rape,
I relive it like a memory on tape,
I'm a survivor of abuse,
My lack of trust has a good excuse,
My father is a abusive drunk,
I hope he wraps his car around a tree trunk,
I have a hard time believing god is good sometimes,
Did he cause all this grime?,
I have nightmares every night,
My sleep suffers from the spite,
Sometimes I don't want to eat at all,
It can make me so dizzy I fall,
I tend have no interest in drinking water,
It make my mom angry at her only daughter,
I lost my love in going out outside ever,
But, I love the rainy weather,
Even the smallest things I sometimes just can't do,
The anxiety is thick no matter how much I cut though,
I dream of the anime world,
Drabble*Random words to free the soul.More Like This
A deep breath, to trap air in your lungs.
The exhale, to let go of your pain.
Because Hell is not limited to the unsaintly dead.
But Heaven is forever elusive.
Justice be damned.
Humanity be fucked.
And life... be short.