Trusting Impulse

The glass that cracks,
hears the yelling.
Held inside, no more room for holding air.

Forgiveness is handed too easily,
what else must we earn.

And all the windows look outside,
And all the outside, stays the same.

What else must we capture,
through photographs and crafted frames?

And all the silence, is never heard.
Just stuck in the shattered pieces.

Lost and swept up on dusted ground. 

A Sudden Puncture

We spoke effortlessly,

Like music flowing through a breathing instrument.

You have broken my strings.

The Crystal Hearts

It glistens in the light,
It sparkles in the sun.
It shines, through dips and cuts.
The hiding places that make it up.

In silver, in gold.
In bands "forever."

The significance, the circle that is an eternity.

We walk, we hold and this is love.

We are crystal recycled.
We are crystal, fragile.

Too easy to break, too beautiful to look at.

Quick to shatter, delicate to learn.

This is love.

Indescribable and filled with beats.

You need to fall, to feel.

Take Me

I'm sorry I pulled away.
I'm sorry I let you down.
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to leave you.

I ran. I feared. I lost.

I'm sorry I hid.
I'm sorry I got away.

I didn't realize what I was leaving behind.
What could grow.

I forgot how to feel.
I have blocked every feeling I am capable of feeling.

I have closed completely.
I need to be broken, crashed, picked up and thrown on the ground,
Into a million pieces.

I need to bleed.
I need to see.
Breathe.

Because I cant feel a thing.
I'm motionless, and ending.

I need you to pull me, and take me away with you.

Self-Murder

What is in my head is hurting, is aching.
You don't know what they do to me.
And you just hope for me to stay submerged.

In this ocean, of fear, darkness, and insomnia.

"Kill. Yourself. Death. Die. Dying."
They whisper.

And I have no way to escape.
I once assumed death is my way out.
Of this trap I am consumed by.

If I could find the way to break free
I will never be coming back here.

The Break Without A Cure

Why do I still want you
And think of you
And miss you.

When I'm absolutely nothing,
In your mind.

I want to give you, what I couldn't before.
But I know that if I did, it would kill me.

You haven't even asked to come back in my life.
And I'll just wish that you never will.

Secretly wanting a glimpse of your eyes to stare back in mine, a last time.

Without A Heart

I thought I lost, and then I remembered, you did.

I held myself up, I held myself back. I could have given myself away, I could have let myself be as worthless as you made me feel. I stayed strong, you couldn't break through. And you believed that you could. How can you expect to take everything away from a person when you have absolutely nothing to give.

You don't have the ability to steal anybody's heart, because in the end it will be yours that breaks.

Take a look at the world and see how full it is, and just how empty you are. You will never measure up to any amount of love because you were born without a heart.

Soul Search

And every cut you scar me with,
Just numbs me to the core.

Everything like shattered glass, I've felt it all before.
And if you try to take my hand,
Just watch for it to break.

'Cause everything you steal from me,
I can't continue to replace.

I'll stay lost behind these walls,
You won't see me if I fall.

The time keeps moving, Im feeling small.

Try to take me away.
Try and steal, but i'm afraid.
You have no words left to say.

You can't take what you break.
You can't take what you took.

Like a heart
continues to beat.
Like the soul in my body, two things that continue to meet.

And if I could disappear,
I would want to be some place so far away from here.
So far away from here.

Don't try to look in my eyes.
Don't try to wipe back my tears.

This isn't your place.
You got no right to leave me,
With fear.

So what did you do to me?
Why did you leave me here?

Useless

My hands are shaking.

No, I can't find my grip.

I keep losing it.

I keep losing.

No, I don't feel anything.

I only feel pain.

Im turning numb.

I am fear,

I am anxiety,

I am concerned.

I am paranoia.

As thin as felt, and i'm beginning to tear.

Tear apart, break and fall.

I can't process.

I can't get over this hill thrown in front of me.

My hands are shaking.

My world is breaking.

My life is ending.

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