Airila3191

My past. Roaring behind me like a raging current My past that tries to consume me whole while I'm hell bent on living the present My past that gives me sleepless nights and regret filled tears as I.. Reach for the blade while trying to keep still, While I....bring new scars to the surface of my skin And I watch the blood flow out and the pain come in My past that makes me feel more dead than I want to be While I push aside the strength I didn't see I sit and I cry, I constantly wonder why Its not me that brings the past up most of the time The ones I call friends try to berate my own soul Like sending me to hell was their original

Lost in a sea of false hope and hypocrisy She often wonders where the truth really lies The narcissism in us all oftentimes drives her to insanity Her safe haven from the egotistical backstabbers Nonsense and mayhem consume the masses She breathes thoughts of dampening destruction Moving through crack pipe moonbeams and chaos Broken bones and fragile personalities You are a mangled shadow of your former self Indifferent to her plight above all others Breathe in the stagnant fragrance of deceit and defeat How will they survive the poisoned air? Lie on your back, love Cloud gaze while he re-rapes your innocence Just "one more day

Tension filling the night air while my nerves get the better of me. Should I say something first, do I wait? What do I say if I do say something first, what questions do I ask? Should I ask anything at all? I'm normally so blunt with my words, so why this fear? This never ending feeling like the hairs on the back of my neck standing up? This intimidating feeling I get just waiting for words to trail from our fingertips and onto the screen First time encounters that want to get the better of me as I wait for unspoken words to be said, to be read Eyes glued, hanging on every single word, every phrase and syllable. Trying to engage in p

I want the romance. The type of romance you only see in movies. The type of thing that every girl dreams for, dreams….but never gets I want flowers n candy on the first date I want my chair to be pulled out for me I want those middle of the night phone calls just to hear the sound of my voice I want to be kissed in the summer rain I want to hear "May I have this dance?" even though I can't dance worth for shit I wanna be held close and caressed, even when we're in front our friends I don't just want simple, mind blowing sex, I want the slow, sweet seduction that comes with passionate love making. And if it ever comes to that po