First Time.I cant compete with a memory.First Time. by ~LostInChoas
I cant erase the pain.
I cant stop the hurt that flows through your veins.
I gave you all I could, I tried to make you smile.
Your laugh, so infectious, made it worth my while.
Now as I lay here, sore and depressed.
I wonder if to you, I was like all the rest.
Those girls you talk about, that don't deserve a whisper.
It was only for a few hours you lay in my arms, but is was all so crystal clear.
I am nothing but an object, but I need you here.
She was your dream, your idol, your hope.
I cannot comprehend the depth of your loss, I cannot cope.
The standards I outlined for my life, wither when confronted with
God's Acre.The damp earth presses around the little worm, tinged with decay and lichen. Hard granules of broken stone and mortar have crumbled into the dark soil, perforating the necropolis. Unbeknown to the frozen world above, this succulent gloom hides its secrets.God's Acre. by ~LostInChoas
Striving for the delicacy between the wooden sections, the little worm pushes against the rotting oak. The heat of exertion pulses through its sinuous body, it must win.
Finally the barriers of God let go of their tenacious hold, just for this one little worm.
One bite. Savory, the dry meat sends a cascade of flavour.
“You’re so fat, 180 pounds?! Makeup cakes the teen, as wh
I hate you.Nothing does you justice.I hate you. by ~LostInChoas
No poem I could ever dream up will ever capture the facets of your strong personality.
I could watch you for a hundred years, and never understand you.
I normally shy away from such cliché poetry, leaving the pure fluffy subjects alone.
I prefer the dark and mysterious poems that leave the mind shocked. The poem that tells all, yet revels nothing.
"To me it all boils down to the revenge factor"
But being human, just a little bit, I have a heart.
It's slightly rotten, and covered in black silken strands, but it's there, beating.
When you smile it doesn't just make my body sing, it lights up the room aroun
Round.It's a feeling of self-loathing and hopelessness all rolled into one.Round. by ~LostInChoas
It is not just a constant leech that is impossible to burn, but a reminder of how far we have sunk.
It is a low self-esteem, it is pure failure.
That is Fat.
However much we stare in the mirror, our worst side always makes an appearance.
It's the bloated gelatinous white thing, that hangs over the belt buckle, grinning.
With every meal, snack and treat the thing learns.
Learns more words to hurt you with, ugly, huge, proof of defeat.
That is Fatter.
But sometime, in between tears and silent screams, we begin to love it.
It's a comfort, to hide behind the mass.
My Heart Is Screaming You like me, but not enough to date me; only enough to do things when we are alone. How is that fair to someone like me who loves you so unconditionally? I just can't help myself. You draw me in with every adorable little smirk that slides across your face. My heart melts every time I hear your contagious laughter echo across the room. Just hearing your voice instantly makes me feel like I can fly.My Heart Is Screaming by ~EmoLovesShawn
But the power in your words can crush me just as easily as the can lift me up. That's only one of the many things you don't realize. You don't bother with sugarcoating things. You'd rather sprinkle them in acid and watch as your words bu
friends with benifitsgod what could beocme of a life this,friends with benifits by ~pyros-dream
Theres days where I
to hate your name.
It isnt right,
all night hearing
the things you said to me knowing you whisper,
them to her.
And watching the sun rise is tainted with memories of you
Cause I'm the only one you watch them with.
How can you kiss me,
I can join in with your game,
pretending that its okay I feel the same
but my feelings run deeper,
without the closure
of a friend
to kiss one last time
and to say
its over to.
journal skin by ~banishedcatgirl233