being young already, how fucking much do you really have
to lose?
Not that much?
I'm afraid.
Note,that's just a figure of speech.
There's no use in being afraid, so i might as well
be wide open.
feel me?


Resting PlaceBeating.Breathing.Bleeding. Human in my very form but tonight, i rest with gravel beneath my palms, reading the skyline as it melts away into evening calm.Resting Place
The light here is revolutionary. This light i wish i could place inside some deep space of my body for those lost moments everyone has at some point.
I've come here to find certain pieces of myself i might have let go of, somewhere out here; Somewhere aside from the average internal madness.
We all have madness. In this movement lately, i've been keeping up but i can't keep track of everything. Wait. Quiet comes. Wa


MoonshineI sit and wait here. I breathe and try to stay sane here; the flood gates let in the rain butMoonshine
i've yet to move from where i've been standing. Thinking if it hits my skin, it'd bring on something with more reaction. I can't escape anyway, though these walls holding this room together wear thin; it just becomes more to fall through and become unsettled in.
Swallowed by the bright lights; Swallowed from the inside and illuminate these eyes i wish weren't so honest. I can't say i never knew because i can feel straight through this and i can't say that i've never known but i can swear i'll ne


ValerieIm trying to tell you everything but the screamings gettingValerie
Muffled beneath the compression of my own body. Tell me you cant hear this; Maybe you shouldnt, seeing as the first words Ive heard From you all night had something to do with being sorry.
For being so fucking consumed with him, its sick And Im sick for being here already, but ..Choices are limited, these days. And whether you can bring yourself to focus on something more Important then he is, youd realize that everyone makes mistakes.
Everyone needs a way out but for now, &


LandslidesSo leave me at the foot of your notes; Turning through pages of letters you wroteLandslides
signed you swore you'd never forget all these things that i've said.
I could've sworn the last time we spoke, your eyes told me so many stories of what lies in store for the rest of our lives.
I pass through the words and take down my walls; For a while, these things could only be justified in story books And i search through the questions. My answers were never enough to describe this on going sadness.
I just miss you.
Landslides; at the foot of my bed. &n


She Is My NightmareThe look in her eyes is still as dark and solemn as it was 6 years ago. Her skin still as fair, her hair still dark as raven feathers, her hands still just as cold. Her memory sits in my heart like an angel with broken wings, just trying to fly away. I’m still missing her even though she lay in my arms yet again, even after all these years. Her frail naked body pressed against mine, her shallow breath against my neck. Six years and I still remember the taste of her skin, the feel of her touch. Here 6 years later her memory haunts me with physical intimacy. I’m still not sure if this is real. Her dark hair, her eyes, her skin, her breath, it aShe Is My Nightmare
gahh. lately, ive been hanging in there. how about you?
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ancient brick where you will sit and
contemplate your day "
Oh and whats your number now? im not sure i have it.
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