How do you hold on to the secret fire of desire,
When all I hold is this empty pouch in my chest.
How can you say those words so simply,
When the most I can muster is a murmer.
How can you love me so easily,
When I don't love you.
Mood: Interested. Music: White Washed- August Burns Red
I had the most beautiful time out there.
4:20 Weekend was the best weekend i have had in a long time. Just good friends, Drinking , then one whole day of shrooming in a valley of daisy's then finishing the trip on the ocean shore with my little dog. We had so much fun that now we are going to end it relaxing (:
Hope everyone else's weekend was as fun as you'd hoped (: <3
It started with a shy smile and a cocky grin, the touch that set my body ablaze.
Quickly our fate became intertwined, and so desire sunk in.
A gentle kiss slowly grew into a forbidden delight.
Our passion not yet unlocked.
Hidden by night’s shadow, we stay in each other’s embrace.
Darkness is our blanket, silence our only language.
Mood: Happy Music: Fuck You- Sleeping With Sirens.
Prince charming once held a world on a dime.
Everytime he fliped the coin,
She held her breath.
Waiting frozen in time,
For Her world to come crashing down.
Sitting there with a manikin's face,
An emptyness in the heart grows.
Slowly becoming swallowed up,
Her heart cries for attention.
yet she ignored it with a child's dream.
A Dream where he would treat her as his Princess.
A Dream she so desperately wished was real.
Her fondness for him was her downfall.
For he was a man with no heart.
How could a heartless man,
love?
Cursed by his blindess,
She followed til the end of her days.
Always invisable.
Always loving.
Her little fairytale story,
Was one without a Happy Ending.
I feel kinda like i write my journal for no reason at all.
I have been wanting to post my poetry but from what i can see no one is even slightly interested in what i have to offer as a writer. I'm starting to feel kinda like a waste of space. Need more people to talk to i suppose...
Hit me up, i could use some company.
Mood: Slipping into depression. Music: Get up! (Skrillex ft. Korn)
Long ago,
When everything still had color.
I would dream every night,
that I would find the spark that would jump start my heart.
I wanted to feel special.
I thought love was so much more,
Than a child's dream.
Looking with the intensity of the sun,
Deeply into his eyes.
He would take my face in his hands,
and kissed me with a lost lust.
It held such remarkable longing.
A kind of passion that would twist the very fabric of reality.
I always imagined the way he would look.
With dark brown hair licked with chocolate,
Eyes made from the purest honey,
and even a smile that rivaled the essence of lightning.
The jolt stuck me as a bullet to the Brain.
My breath would stop,
Along with time itself.
Tonight i have made the biggest mistake of my life. I have hurt someone I love.
He might not forgive me, but even still I love him. I hope that Everything will be alright.
If tonight it ends. Then so will I. I will never let anyone else close.
I will never trust a friend again.
tho
may your christmas be merry and happy 
