Ouestions.

If I asked you to move the world for me would you?

Is what I ask of you really as difficult as moving planets?

Because if it is then I am sorry then you can't reach my standards which are not as high as they all think.

Should I lower standards?

I think not.

can you save me from the destruction you are causing?

I live to see what love is? Is this it? haha

I guess the summer gave my a prince but fall turned him into a fly.

Should i give the world what it needs?

What about what I need?

Let us see if time gives the power to move on.

Living my sad excuse of a fairytale. I have no frog or no prince.

[It Seems So Much Is Left Unsaid]~*Well I Don't Expect The World To Move Underneath me But For Gods Sake, Could You Try?*~Its Nice to know The person you CARE about doesn't give a FUCK

No I did not think so.

I am rotting.

From the inside out I seem to be rotting. I have infected myself with this illness caused by a mindset of the most chaotic nature. A mindset bestowed upon me by a boy. it seems best to mention no names not the boy no the less was close to me. It seems as f my only friends reside in my head. Do i sound insane yet?





Deranged deranged deranged is that what you think of me?





"Erase myself." Oh how I wish I could.



rape





rape




Who am I now?

Today of all Days.

you want to be a cunt! fine i don't give a fuck. give me time love and i will let go. you will be left to pick up the pieces of yourself that you left behind. give me time and all will be revealed!!!!!

Begin.Again.Drowning.A New.

Everything is fragile. broken by simple words or harsh action or inaction. held together by thin threads of old dreams and fragile mind sets.

I let the disillusion hang in the air like unsaid words or sexual tension never once bringing up the words i dare not whisper even in the confines of my own mind.

Reality blankets me in my own cocoon it tightens causing my air ways to close and then it releases me from its grip and throws me head first into the water.

The faces of all those who have caused me harm float in the water like birds around a cartoon's head when it hits against the unforgiving pavement.

"I will swallow and it will help my sea level go down. I'll take a deep deep breathe but I 'll come back you haunt you if I drown."

"Can I trust you?" Funny question I ask myself everyday.

I am a ghost . Does my pain go unnoticed? Or is it that no one cares?

Can you feel them break? the thin lines anchoring me to sanity? Can you see my eyes glisten from un-shead tears?



Believe this the one who watches me closely notices nothing. The ones who hears my stories no nothing. For what I have begun to keep to myself is eating me alive.