I'm just never happy anymore,
the sadness is slowly starting to take over again.
My fake smile is finally starting to fade,
my hands start to shake,
my strength begins to break.
My heart begins to race,
my anxiety starts to take hold.
How I never want to be on my own.
Without you this is who I am,
when I'm alone.
I always knew she was beautiful
I just never wanted to admit that it's true.
She's had you wrapped around her fingers
since the beginning,
I just never knew.
what could I do?
I never wanted to believe it,
I never wanted to see the truth.
I lost my faith in you, the 10th time around.
so why am I still here now?
I love everything about you,
but that's not always enough.
Even I could stick around for a few more years,
but I'm just not that tough anymore.
whether you like it or not.
I'll always be here, probably
for you, whether you need me or not.
but I know I'll never have your love,
because I'm not the right one.
for you
This is what I look like --- by KCKiller, literature
Literature
This is what I look like ---
An almost eighteen year old girl, caught standing.
Arms at my sides, feet flat on the ground in the middle of the road.
Straight colorful hair, shorter than it was a year before.
One small freckle below the right eye,
A small silver stud in my nose,
A few scars some from my childhood, and some from stupidity.
Tan arms, small hands and slim fingers with a diamond ring on the right middle finger.
A small mouth, with two lip piercings, without lip-gloss , without a smile.
Brown eyes, wide open and unguarded,
Alert in spite of a series of sleepless nights.
An expression that's hard to pin down.
-Part longing, part sorrow, part ho
I want to tell you about everything,
but I can't because I couldn't stand for you
to have that look on your face all the time.
I just need you to look at me,
and think that I'm okay.
I just really need that from you.
I spend a lot of you pretending;
pretending I'm okay when I'm not.
pretending I'm happy when I'm not.
pretending about everything to everyone.
I don't know what to do half the time,
and its starting to scare me.
I'm just never happy anymore,
the sadness is slowly starting to take over again.
My fake smile is finally starting to fade,
my hands start to shake,
my strength begins to break.
My heart begins to race,
my anxiety starts to take hold.
How I never want to be on my own.
Without you this is who I am,
when I'm alone.
I always knew she was beautiful
I just never wanted to admit that it's true.
She's had you wrapped around her fingers
since the beginning,
I just never knew.
what could I do?
I never wanted to believe it,
I never wanted to see the truth.
I lost my faith in you, the 10th time around.
so why am I still here now?
I love everything about you,
but that's not always enough.
Even I could stick around for a few more years,
but I'm just not that tough anymore.
whether you like it or not.
I'll always be here, probably
for you, whether you need me or not.
but I know I'll never have your love,
because I'm not the right one.
for you
This is what I look like --- by KCKiller, literature
Literature
This is what I look like ---
An almost eighteen year old girl, caught standing.
Arms at my sides, feet flat on the ground in the middle of the road.
Straight colorful hair, shorter than it was a year before.
One small freckle below the right eye,
A small silver stud in my nose,
A few scars some from my childhood, and some from stupidity.
Tan arms, small hands and slim fingers with a diamond ring on the right middle finger.
A small mouth, with two lip piercings, without lip-gloss , without a smile.
Brown eyes, wide open and unguarded,
Alert in spite of a series of sleepless nights.
An expression that's hard to pin down.
-Part longing, part sorrow, part ho
I want to tell you about everything,
but I can't because I couldn't stand for you
to have that look on your face all the time.
I just need you to look at me,
and think that I'm okay.
I just really need that from you.
I spend a lot of you pretending;
pretending I'm okay when I'm not.
pretending I'm happy when I'm not.
pretending about everything to everyone.
I don't know what to do half the time,
and its starting to scare me.
It seems like not that long ago I first laid eyes on you.
I can still feel my heart pounding in my chest like it was yesterday.
I had never seen such beauty, never felt such a raw emotion as I did the night I met you.
It seems like only last week we were drunkenly lying in each others arms having our first kiss.
The memories of falling asleep cuddling in the afternoons are still so vivid.
Our love affair may have been deemed unacceptable to some, but to me it was romantic and passionate, one of the most important thing to happen in my life so far.
My feelings for you have only grown stronger since the day we met and they continue to bl
I remember you came by my house one day and you just wanted to say hey, but I simply pushed you away. The way God formed you was like clay, when all he asked was for to obey. All I could do was feel happy until she slapped me, the zapped me with her love that never ends. You to me is like the shade from the sun it's too hot for me to run. You to me is like the snow outside, you make me shiver deep inside. So your like a off and on switch, which one shall be hitched. Which one will hurt more the love you gave me or the one that belongs to the whore. I put a lock on my door and a peephole to stay away from you people, or just to see who's at my
Don't you know that you're taking her for granted?
She's not going to be there for you for long if you're never there for her
Why don't you call her every once in a while, see if she's okay
She'll appreciate it more than you think
Show her that you truly love her, tell her she's your everything
Just prove to her that she means something to you
'Cause right now she may feel unappreciated
Right now she may feel useless
So prove to her that she's special
Prove to her that she's the only one for you
'Cause you could be slowly losing her
While you spend your time doing nothing
Meet up with her every once in a while
Before she walks aw
Even though your heart is grieving
Look into the sky and keep believing
'Cause you know that deep down through all the pain
There will be a day when you are free again
I was there when life turned to death
I was there when you breathed your last breath
Now I am here with a look full of fear
Too scared to move, my eyes filled with tears
I watch you walk, amazed at the sight
As you follow the trail of light
You turn around and smile at me
You say that you have been set free
You start to walk towards the light
Then all is silent, an empty night
I stare in wonder, my mouth is dry
Tears trickle down my face,
As I whisper
Goodbye
Can't we just pretend?
That we're all just okay?
Can't we just pretend?
That we don't all just fake it?
Can't we act?
Like actresses on stage?
Or like this is all a dream?
And soon we'll wake up and it'll be okay?
Do we really have to talk about the bad?
I want to see the good...
Or just imagine it
I need a brand new world
A fresh start
Can't we just pretend?
That life never happened?
Can't we just pretend?
That this isn't the end
dont tell me how to look.
dot tell me how im supos to feel.
because in my mind, your not reel
you try to controll everything in sight,
but im not something you can controll this nite
hereing your opinions nice
and voiceing your opinon is always fine,
but you only need to voice your opinion once or twice.
your not me, and im not you
so stop controlling what i do
i have a brain, got thoughts to
and do try to change you?
this is who i am, this is my look
go ahead and wright your own book!
because you are you, and i am me,
becides you cant change my personality
i try to bite my tung, and here you out
even if i wato screem and shout
because
Half tempted
Tempted to unmask the truth
Tempted to disappear
Fade into the back
Drown out the noise
To not think and just waste away
Half tempted to deteriorate
Fall apart
Destroy myself
Walking alone
On the lonely walk
Peaceful with the knowledge
Letting the melody bring me closer
And pull me back
Like the tide of a full moon
Truth is I can't breathe
I can't feel my fingers
Or the heat of life
It all hurts
So I'm always
Half tempted
Always tempted
Reality slapped me in the face.
Nothing is perfect,
Nothing is correctable.
I thought my life was perfectly rounded and nothing was needed.
But I figured out,
IT ISN'T.
Friends are hurt.
They think they are hated.
They need a vital surgery.
They need someone to love.
I try to make it better.
But all I get are tears.
Salty tears of cold reality.
I'm not the popular type.
I'm not like by lots.
I have my "h8rz"
And they have to deal with ME.
Les gens aiment mon âme immortelle,
mais je me sens sombrer.
J'ai besoin de quelqu'un pour me conduire à la vie,
mais les gens peuvent être irréfléchie.
Je suppo
Yesterday, I was hanging out with Patrick... and last night we were cuddling about to go try to go to bed.. and we started just asking each other questions, and I ended up telling him my biggest and deepest darkest secret... about the new scars, the old ones.. and he just laid there holding me close, telling me he use to too, and how I should never have to feel like doing that again... and he didn't want me to do it. Him just holding me though, and not turning away in disgust or shame, him not leaving... made me feel wonderful...
10 months gone by, and I still feel like it was only yesterday when the pain began. The love of my life left me, to be alone. People always just throw me away. They leave me so easily, without a care in the world. It's so easy to hide behind a fake smile. All it takes is a simple "I'm fine" or "I'm just tired" and usually everyone just believes it. Even though it is probably the biggest lie I have ever told.
I still love him, with every beat of my heart, but he honestly doesn't give a damn about that. All he says is "I'm sorry", and he thinks it will make the pain go away, But it doesn't work that way. I wish it did but it doesn't...
:/ DJS