The Angels Are Crying

Every feeling crossed out
Lashed against your skin.

Marked, red and bruised.
My ghosts you've tried to see through.

But I've hidden under covers,
Where no oxygen is left to breathe.
Tripping through a tunnel,
Damp and out of ease.

I'm sorry if you're sorry,
But I don't need a reason to cry.
I'm sorry if you love me,
And answers are impossible for you to give away...

"Be with me," is all I begged,
Your silence in response drained my blood.

Obsolete and Incomplete

Invisible aura

In your presence.

Always giving, never the receiver.

Betrayed, deceived. 

You misunderstood the equation presented.

I unfolded a truth requiring difficulty to admit.

The least you could do, is close your arms around mine.

And breathe. Breathe me in.

Invisible.

Alright with that now.

Used to being the lingering ghost,

And I thank you for forcing me out your door.

(Sarcasm makes a better lover.)

The Incessant Reject

Consistently let down.
Shaken up, unwanted,

Build me a rocket,
Fly me away.

Im exhausted and humiliated of this cruel place.

Toyed and tied, entirely undone.

Blind to purpose anywhere.

No heartbeat found. 

Sick

I dont want to get over anyone
Anymore.

So don't tell me that I will.
When I don't want to.

Dont tell me to let go.
When I cant.

Dont tell me to feel,
When I can't breathe.

If it doesn't last forever, I don't want to be here.
Im sick of pointless temporariness. 

With Demons

The monster inside of me,
This is all for me to fight.

Tired of the defences.
Tired of caution.

Tired of living.

Quarter, Nickel, Scandal

Bored, of playing,
Living, tracing around the same orbit.

I don't want to live here anymore.

I must leave the planet I have held to all these years.

Galaxies are calling to be explored.

I can't hold onto you

Anymore.

Giving...up.

My heart is breaking. Every guy I have ever admitted to liking, never returns the feelings. And the most recent guy just shut down a chance, when it very well had the potential for us to spark. I give up. I’m seriously done. All guys do, is use you and disappoint you. And i’m so tired of hurting. My heart belongs to me, and no one can have it anymore.

Insomnia

I'm scared to sleep. You know what I think of? Dying. I think of death. And i'm scared to fall asleep. The part I hate the most is the laying in the dark. I panic, because I think of how much I would rather see or have a light on. If I die in my sleep, I'm afraid I'll be in the dark for eternity. I hate the dark and I'm scared to sleep. Because I just want to live and be awake as much as I am alive. If that means being up waiting for the sun, whether it's sunrise, or sunset, I'm thinking of trying that. I'm so afraid to fall asleep and think I may not make it to another beautiful morning. Crazy isn't it?

The dark is the last thing I'd want to see before I die.