I'm too afraid to tell you I'm terrified.
I'm so used to lying, I can't tell you the truth.
My feet are poised at the edge of a cliff
My mind is hanging by the thread of this noose
That I fashion for myself
Out of every time I've held my tongue
Oh why haven't I just let myself speak?
Too fat to eat.
Too tired to sleep.
You deserve to start.
You don't deserve dreams.
My reasoning is flawed, I know this.
I don't know why I'm even still here
Am I afraid of blackness or am I afraid of fear?
I'm barely holding on to my thread of an existence.
What is forgiveness, I've never know such a kindness.
Don't cry, it's alright, don't let them know
The phone number you have called is no longer in s by tintedlies, literature
Literature
The phone number you have called is no longer in s
There is a reason you blocked my number, but I don't know what it is.
Just like there is a reason we don;t talk any more and my heart keeps saying it's me.
And I know there is no reason it should have happened this way but my head keeps telling me I'm wrong.
I know that I miss you.
And that I always will.
I can remember hugging you and your heart starting to race and not knowing why
I can remember your blue eyes and how Blonde hair can be deceiving.
I wish I could forget you but in a way you helped me grow.
Everyday I think about you, and I know I shouldn't
I miss you.
Why did you have to say good bye?
Was our friendship so terrible tha
It's been 6 years since I came out. Do you still think it is a phase?
I was an innocent little child full of hope and wonder
now all I wonder is why you can't just see who I really am
Did something change from the doe-eye baby you taught his first steps?
Have you forgotten that I was supposed to be your legacy?
I looked up to and idolized you and now I'm ashamed to be your child
Not ashamed of our relation but that I've never been good enough for you
disappointed in my short comings because I just wanted to make you proud
I'm your son... and yet you still call me your daughter.
I was your baby and now I'm just your burden
you used to smile
I woke to find you standing above me
A gun in hand, but the barrel was empty
I promised I would never hurt you
But you never said you would never hurt me
Now I have come to realize that I am going to die
I have come to terms that everything I know is a lie
I realize this may all be a dream
So, someone come and pinch me please
Is this just the beginning?
What is going on my head is spinning?
What if everything is ending?
Let it be quick, your smile is condescending.
I know now that you were never mine
but you knew that I was always yours
I am screaming, can't you hear my plea?
I am falling apart, if you opened your eyes you would see
Now I
If I lied to you would you know?
would my eyes show you the fault in my integrity
Am I a monster for being so hidden?
or am I trying to prolong my destruction
I long for acceptance
but I feed on my solitude
it fuels my depression
gives me an explanation to my sadness
without it, I would be nothing
with it I am no one
what is wrong with me
am I falling past blame
My memories I try so hard to regress
in my dreams the come back to haunt me ever stronger
this one truth I will allow myself
I am not who I appear to be
a shadow of my sanity
a mirage of my integrity
I lost my self in this darkness
a darkness I cannot control
the abyss at m
Can some one please tell me what is wrong with my head?
These moments are passing, and something keeps telling me I'm better off dead.
I am so set in finding out where I went wrong, and why.
Why must it be so hard to simply say goodbye?
The 'rents are the ones with no respect: march2011 by tintedlies, literature
Literature
The 'rents are the ones with no respect: march2011
Life sucks but i still go on. i say what i think and everyone tells me i wrong. But to tell you the truth. nothing really is "truth". and just because we are young and we think with our hearts. docent give you the right to rip us apart. I'm haunted by dreams. Of things meant to be? Of things my demons want me to see? i wish i could just be who I want to be. I am me. If only that's what you Would see. you tell me im worthless. you tell me in a bitch. that im grateful. i should just go die. in a ditch. But deep down inside. as the years Flyby. Iv come to realize. that you words are just the lies written in poison by your anger. and now my reali