She's lonely tonight
Crying under the moonlight...
Aching thoughts of you get me caught up in this...
almost making you real...
My unspoken rule of life is eternal isolation.
My sensitivity training has gone out the window...
Everyone thinks that I have forgiven myself for my...
but just because it appears so, doesn't make it...
If I am honest,
this newfound freedom is just a blind thought...
It's so hard to show my face around lately,
acting casual whilst trying impossibly hard...
I'm done with the crying,
done with the fear...
I don't want any more scars on my skin
that bleed out his name...
For a moment my world stopped
Suddenly I'm unsure of my purpose...
Created on August 14, 2014 (posted it on Facebook...
Her paintbrush is a razor...
It is three
in the morning...
I pretend to be unafraid of the future,
but the tide is dragging me under...