|My little mischievous pup|
Drink ResponsiblyYou were intoxicated.Drink Responsibly by ninjawolfleader
I know that now.
All those lies you spoke while under the influence...
I guess it wasn't your fault
I never realized it had such a heavy influence on you
All that bull shit about forever?
I thought you accepted me...
But you barely remembered my name when you sobered up.
I thought I knew you,
But you hardly resemble the person I loved the past 2 years
I thought we could work this out,
But you've lost all interest
I think I'm finally getting closure
I think I'm finally done
You're pushing me away, so I'm going now
I get it, I'm not wanted
I knew you'd be just like the rest,
Even though you convinced me you wouldn't
I've learned to keep my distance now, and be weary of you drunkards that can't handle your love.
I won't cryYou can ask me how I am.I won't cry by Supach
that's okay I won't cry
I don't know how I am, I can't correctly describe it.
Other than to say there's a constant ache in my chest
and a tightness in my throat,
with swelled up emotions sitting somewhere at the back of my eyes.
You should be careful what you say
but then I can't even explain what triggers these feelings
so say what you like, I'll just react in which ever way,
cos I have no control now.
The way I feel everyday has become so familiar to me,
since I lost him.
Sometimes it´s so hard to bear,
the constant ache in my chest threatens to crush me
It's hard to breath.
The tightness in my throat burns,
I want to wail out loud my inarticulate utterances of grief
and release all my pent up emotions.
But don't worry you can ask me how I am.
It´s okay, I won't cry.
Written by Suzanne karbach
21st may 2015
Stop putting words in my mouthYou shove your fingersStop putting words in my mouth by Tangled-Tales
down my throat,
and insert words
I never spoke,
in desperate hopes
to make me choke
my pearly gates
that feeds me
RelapseHere we go again.Relapse by CorporateRockWhore
Another panic attack,
Just when I thought I was done.
Well, ain’t it fun,
To be a nervous wreck?
Only I’m a big kid now.
To be the resident
When you’re not beautiful.
God, I sound emo.
And so maybe I am
(by definition, at least)
But I feel like a sham –
What am I to you?
Would you care
If I lived out my dark little fantasies?
Got swallowed by the dark seas,
Of my soul?
Would you care
If I went back to the blade
That you forbade
Me to seek solace in?
If you knew what went on in my head,
A million different ways
To make me dead,
Would you tell me to just
‘Not feel down’ anymore?
If I could stop feeling this way,
Stop thinking like this?
Hello. I see you have wandered onto this page. Was it due to a picture? or perhaps a mutual friend. Whatever the reason is, it matters not. |
What can i tell you about myself that you couldnt poosibly learn from getting to know me yourself? People can lie. they say they are nice, but treat people as if their existence is irrelavant in this Game of Life.
How about you not waste your time sitting there reading this, and try to talking to me. find out for yourself. Go on, i only bite people that deserve to be biten, so dont be one of those people
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