The Love of a DreamerI lay alone. Staring at the pillow beside my head. I close my eyes, imagining what it would be like. To have someone, someone I cared deeply about, beside me. Holding me in their arms. You will never have it. I hear her said from the back of my head.I open my eyes. Shes right, I tell myself. Why do I even bother to hope for the best, when I know the worst is coming. You are so pathetic
just give it up. Stop hoping youll find a knight in shinning armor. You dont live in a fairy tale.I know. I know I dont. I tell myself. I imagine it though. Them lying beside me, holding me close. Whispering sweet words of love and affection. Touching me in ways Ive only dreamed and read of. She starts yelling at me again. I ignore her.It would be nice. If just for one night I could pretend that someone cared for me like that. That they truly wanted to be with me until I died. That they wanted to hold me close and protect me. But I know that, in the mor
Sticks and StonesSlowly. I lay myself on the ground. Whimpering. Shivering. When did things change so. I dont want to fight anymore. So tired. I want to cry. I want to scream and shout like a child. I dont care anymore. Someone, kill me. Help me escape. Im too cowardice to do it alone. Please, someone. Anyone.They hurt me. Really bad. I asked for one thing. One thing. They hurt me more though. I fought, with every ounce of me left. With all that I had left to give. I want to know why Im here. To suffer? To be the punching bag for another angry human?I stare at the sky, the ceiling. I cant tell anymore. I dont care where I am. Empty. So empty. There is something warm beneath me. I try to move my hand to feel it, but I cant move. Then I remember. Thats blood. I feel, see, a shadow come over me.Pathetic
they murmur walking away. You said you cared. Dont just leave me here. I wanted to cry, but there was nothing to cry out. I had al
In The End'It didn't matter.' i thought looking down at my feet. The rain steadly falling around me onto the grass. No one was around for miles. I looked at what was left of my life in my head.I could feel myself shaking as the wind picked up. I wasn't shaking from the wind though. I don't know what i was shaking from. My anger, sadness or any mix of emotions that I was feeling. "Why," i asked no one. I felt my knees give way and i fell to the cold, soaking wet earth."Heh, wow. What a loser." I heard her say. I could see her feet standing infront of my face. I knew she was going to kick, and kick hard. She did. I didn't feel it though. I could feel the warm blood running down my face then i felt another kick in the back."Stop..." i wimppered patheticly. They both started laughing.The kicks didn't hurt me as much as before, but I couldn't believe that they were doing this to me. My friends. Or, so i though.Once they were done, they walked away. Leaving me in the rain. "Please...you promised,
Died ForgottenIt doesnt matter that I cry,It wouldnt matter if I died,It never paid to ever care,It doesnt pay to even dare,The risks Ive taken never gave,The feelings sent are never paid,All alone and been forgotten,I lay here now having been shotten.