"Missing you again."


Empty Bottlesshe's wanders the edges of a broken road painfully, traumatically, and completely alone playing the part of the victim so wellEmpty Bottles
her mind retreats from things hard to conceal
and she knows... the glass makes a better vase
than a container for the liquor she drinks she's been lost and broken for too long now empty bottles make a hollow sound
she'll keep searching for her destination blindly, stupidly without hesitation she'll never find it with the venom inside crawling and writhing from her it will hide
and she knows... the glass makes a b


EmptiesIt feels as it felt before. The loops in my l's are sliding closer and closer together. I notice this when stress comes back into my life. Although, I'm not sure it ever really leaves. I've just become more accustomed to it's presence over the years. The grip that it has, oh injustice. Catagories, everything slides into their chutes. Emotion. My ability to write seems more difficult to utilize than it has in the past, I'm out of practice. But it fits because I feel so unlike myself. So out of touch of everything. I hear Paramore playing in my head. Fences. "It's obvious that you're dying dying, just living proof that the camera's lying." BrokEmpties


HidingHiding From that horrible monster Running Because you don't want it to get closer Hoping That the nightmare's gone But looking again Only proves you wrongHiding
The evil A thickened syrup suffocating The breathing Lungs begin to fill slowly The widening Your eyes continue dilating All of the white gone The blackness consuming
The good Has abandoned your spirit The screaming (But no one will hear it) Your soul Is in the hands of this reaper Taking your soul And becoming your keeper
Stop


The Wall of NotEmo, emo On the wall Looks as if you're about to fall Are the nails you dug into your fists Way too thin? Shall we try your wrists? Cut your ankles, slice your arms Is that what numbs the pain alarms? Is that how you like to live your life? Ignore your problems, run from strife? Cut yourself to avoid the pain The pain the rest of us have to contain? I see you've succeeded in your master plot To attach yourself to the wall of Not Not feel the love Not feel the bliss Not feel the optimism You're ignoring the whole list So bleed your blood of haThe Wall of Not
| i write. i draw. i love my family. i love my friends. i love to sleep. i love to eat. i love beer. i love rockband. i love to read. i love photography. i love art. i am a negative person with a positive attitude, it has taken years to get here. "Here's to self-discovery, the absence of identity, the confusion of humanity & the beauty of it all." |
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