Saturday, 31 December 2011
'Keep this between me and you..'
'Please?'
'No,' he replied.
And that was the moment she realised she fucking hated him,
for everything and nothing all at once.
If being nice were not second nature to her, she would
have shoved him the finger.
Tuesday, 27 December 2011
Monday, 26 December 2011
Friday, 23 December 2011
I feel
where once there was a wind breaker,
now only lies the occasional speck of dust.
Wednesday, 21 December 2011
Sunday, 18 December 2011
Inside me
There's all this pain, all this hurt, all this sadness
that I know is there but I can't feel it.
My heart is so heavy I can barely hold myself upright.
I try to cry and I can feel it welling up
but the tears won't come, won't fall, won't escape.
There is no relief.
My emotions trapped in a vacuum.
Where's that open door people speak of?
I can't see it.
I'm trapped in a homemade prison.
Like I led myself here,
To try and capture the me,
I no longer want to give to others.
Saturday, 17 December 2011
Friday, 16 December 2011
Wednesday, 14 December 2011
End Credits of my life
that I've never felt before
Hopeless dreaming will start,
Dragging me away from heavens door
When my mind stops thinking,
My eyes stop blinking,
I hope
Somebodys there.
And my heart stops beating
and my lungs stop breathing
in air,
I hope somebody cares,
Sunday, 11 December 2011
Friday, 9 December 2011
Emptiness vs happiness
There's so much more room for Happiness~
-Skylar Grey
Tuesday, 19 July 2011
heartbreak with a good beat
Monday, 27 June 2011
Sunday, 26 June 2011
It happens at times
There are those times in life where you can be surrounded by friends/family and still feel like the worlds loneliest person. Imagine being mute, deaf and blind with no way at all of communicating how you feel because no one understands. You feel no one is listening or paying attention and when they do it means almost nothing to you because it’s too late.
I may not be the smartest person on earth but I’m sure as hell not the dumbest but I feel it A LOT. People undermine me all the time, take advantage and break me ALL THE TIME. But I still care, I always care but in times like this I feel like no one cares. There’s no one to pull me out of this because it’s just too much effort to bother more than once, twice, thrice.
It’s hard not to retract oneself into oneself when you feel like no matter the explaining, trying or effort will help anyone understand. But understand what? I dunno. I have no idea how I feel, if I even feel at all, that’s a lie I feel hurt and angry. Why does it feel like I am the only trying? Trying with what? EVERYTHING, except school.
When I feel like this I just wish I didn’t exist, maybe that’s selfish, maybe I am selfish but for once I want to selfish.
I WANT to not exist. I WANT to be noticed. I WANT to mean something and I WANT someone to show me that they appreciate me.
I am not selfless in any way, that’s just stupid but if caring is the meaning of selfless then sure call me selfless but know that that would only show how rare it is for people care these days. How sad is that.
I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW PEOPLE COULD NOT. Where has all the bloody compassion gone in this world? What happened to helping those who need help?
We all make mistakes, to say we’re only human is an excuse but nonetheless it’s a vital part of learning.
I guess I’m angry at the world and perhaps I’m over reacting though its just reacting in my books not over reacting.
I wish someone would listen to me without trying to put me down, without undermining me and without making me feel like my opinion doesn’t count because it’s wrong. But it’s not wrong to me it’s just my opinion.
I WANT to be right for once and for someone to accept it. But alas I will probably always be wrong.
Don’t get me wrong and think I feel sorry for myself because I don’t I’m just tired of always feeling second best and not worthy of shit.
I’m tired of life, I guess I’m getting boring and old. I live too much in my head to know what it means to have an actually goal, to know what a realistic goal such be.
Dreams? Well they’re just as unrealistic I suppose, but I like them and they will stay with me.
I may not be the smartest person on earth but I’m sure as hell not the dumbest but I feel it A LOT. People undermine me all the time, take advantage and break me ALL THE TIME. But I still care, I always care but in times like this I feel like no one cares. There’s no one to pull me out of this because it’s just too much effort to bother more than once, twice, thrice.
It’s hard not to retract oneself into oneself when you feel like no matter the explaining, trying or effort will help anyone understand. But understand what? I dunno. I have no idea how I feel, if I even feel at all, that’s a lie I feel hurt and angry. Why does it feel like I am the only trying? Trying with what? EVERYTHING, except school.
When I feel like this I just wish I didn’t exist, maybe that’s selfish, maybe I am selfish but for once I want to selfish.
I WANT to not exist. I WANT to be noticed. I WANT to mean something and I WANT someone to show me that they appreciate me.
I am not selfless in any way, that’s just stupid but if caring is the meaning of selfless then sure call me selfless but know that that would only show how rare it is for people care these days. How sad is that.
I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW PEOPLE COULD NOT. Where has all the bloody compassion gone in this world? What happened to helping those who need help?
We all make mistakes, to say we’re only human is an excuse but nonetheless it’s a vital part of learning.
I guess I’m angry at the world and perhaps I’m over reacting though its just reacting in my books not over reacting.
I wish someone would listen to me without trying to put me down, without undermining me and without making me feel like my opinion doesn’t count because it’s wrong. But it’s not wrong to me it’s just my opinion.
I WANT to be right for once and for someone to accept it. But alas I will probably always be wrong.
Don’t get me wrong and think I feel sorry for myself because I don’t I’m just tired of always feeling second best and not worthy of shit.
I’m tired of life, I guess I’m getting boring and old. I live too much in my head to know what it means to have an actually goal, to know what a realistic goal such be.
Dreams? Well they’re just as unrealistic I suppose, but I like them and they will stay with me.