LoveDenial is a common part of anyone's natural lives. While most people don't recognize it until after they have dealt with the issue in a subconscious manor, I realized I was experiencing it a lot as of lately. It's been roughly a month since my fleeting thoughts finally soaked in enough for me to identify what I was truely feeling. Though my logical sense is telling me that I shouldn't be thinking this way just yet, because it can, and most likely will, cause me a great deal of pain in the future.Love
I can't shake the thought of my current boyfriend and myself. What is our future? Where are we heading? What will we make of this? I'm
Butterfly Kisses and CowardiceWhat is the intention behind each butterfly kiss? Even my own mind must deeply think on this... ~because when I say I want you to stay I really mean I need you to... and when I say I need you to,Butterfly Kisses and Cowardice
I really mean--- (I am a coward)
The words, they're cursed, I'm afraid I cannot say. Though I want to, I need to, Its obvious, except to you and me, that is, (The intention behind each butterfly kiss...?)
Wide away and listening to the beat of this worn-down heart. Rememberance of so much pain, but not so much--- Fill to surplus, this over-abundant cowa
It Will Be Okay...My hands are cracked and bloody. Overworked and sore from use. My body is bruised and cut from years of their abuse...It Will Be Okay...
I do not speak of this much A secret I wanted to keep.. But the time has come when something is said Tonight I want to sleep.
Treated like trash, with nothing to lose. Costant anger shortening my fuse. Hating life, always dreaming to die Yet still holding tight, refusing to cry.
People call me strong, But I do not believe what the say. If I truely was a survivor, My life wouldn't be this way.
I am tired
.No : One.They can say that they understand my pain... That they know what its like to grow up and be a teenager, that they know how I feel about things..No : One.
They say that they will comfort me, protect me,
help me through things....... That they will always be there for me.
But I know that is a lie.
No matter how tight you hold me close,
you will never get the darkness out.
No matter how you soothe me,
the pain will still eat me away.
No matter how many times or ways
you say you understand me and my pain....
It is a lie
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