'Feelings' of a 'broken soul' after a 'heart break'. The past 'memories' of 'joy' and 'happiness'
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Beautifully Broken.
I look in the mirror,
I cannot decide if I am seeing myself for who I truly am.
Am I perfect?
Am I worthless?
Am I broken?
Beware Diana!Those pieces are really precarious,
Freshly spilt blood still solemnly presiding over.
Her fist is imbrued with potion of freedom.
Hey moron tiles! Better hymn your business.
Beware Diana!Those pieces are really precarious,
Freshly spilt blood still solemnly presiding over.
Her fist is imbrued with potion of freedom.
Hey moron tiles! Better hymn your business.
Who am I
Am I some who's mean to fail
Or am I someone who will succeed
Am I brave
Am I kind
Am I smart
I know I'm not perfect
I mess up time to time
But I try
(god, i thought i would have to be drunk to write this, but i don’t feel pain anymore.
not really.)
There is a place
I used to call home.
there are black doves in my dreams
they tell me their stories
of when they didn't understand
the purpose of their souls.
my tears fall
as they fly away
and i wake up,
‘Mother! I’m home, I’ve gotten the correspondence from Lord Heathers.’
Another sip from whatever drink I was given
Tsk!
Filth amongst the crowd, something I’ve learnt to sense
I remember it hurt
When you told me you weren’t ready
You told me your heart wasn’t ready
But you told me that after it was too late
That really hurt
I fell between the cracks beneath the cement sidewalk
I tried to keep from breaking my fall, but I couldn't hold on
No one knew I was lost, gone without a trace
No one called my name
Dear Dude,
When I took those first steps...
Not into the world, no
Into your life.
Who did I look like?
I refuse to believe I didn't remind you of anyone.
Perhaps... an old friend?
Take a look inside my disconsolate mind,And what do you find?Thoughts so evil and dark,They leave an everlasting mark.Are you afraid now?
Dear special someone,
Coincidental how we did meet
Magically swept off my feet
By surprise you ended up so sweet
Our past revealed; darkness loomed
Confided though we carried gloom
I am the fish you won at the fair a week ago
Do you remember the joy and love you had for me on the first day?
How about the bright smile that shined on your face?
