February 2011
6 posts
If life doesn't hurt you, nothing will.
Pain is a strange thing, it’s hard. You can’t choose to get rid of it, it’s always there. Sure, you can try and manage it. You can work on ignoring it, and you can learn to live with it, but whether it’s emotional or psychical you can’t tell yourself to forget it.
Think about it, if that were true and you could just choose to move on and not worry about pain in the slightest, the world would be a...
They say true love hurts, well this could almost...
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It's hard, this sick world.
I can’t really tell I’m awake or not. My eyes are closed. The hands of sinners are upon me. The feeling’s thick. Hard. Heavy. The hands feel so harsh against my skin. Evil. My spine feels weak, and my chest feels poisoned. The feeling of purity is being confused with the feeling of hate. My eyes feel as though water’s going to burst through them. I want to see around me, but I’m too afraid of...
I'm running out of myself.
Here I am again, in a place I finally had accepted a part of my past. A place I never though I’d be a part of again. Here I am in a place that had once gripped me tighter than my skin itself. It’s so familiar, however holds a certain atmosphere of which I’d forgotten. I’d given all myself to you, and out of no where you took it. I miss you already so much, and I don’t...