Skylen2012

I lay alone at night My mind thinks only of you I stare up at the cracks in my celing Wishing for this to be through It's hard to describe what I'm feeling I guess you could say I'm lonely I'm not quite sure what to call it But what I'm feeling isn't phoney I feel the distance between us And it breaks my heart every time I'm not trying to make a fuss It's not like you committed a crime I tell you that I love you You tell me that I'm too kind There's something that's long overdue But it's something I can't seem to find I suppose I'll always wonder If you ever think of me For fear of striking my heart with thunder I think I'l

the sun light went out when he broke my heart it sat there before me as the moon fell apart in his pocket of beauty yet nothing could dent my joy loving him was my duty such an unworthy boy

The second I step out of bed I want to drown these thoughts Fingers stumble frantically on the dresser Till they close on salvation Don't bother to untangle the headphones Just put them on and turn it up The baseline drowns the pounding Screams cover the ones echoing in my head My internal screams cry for the blade "Just a few drags." They say, But I'll fight to believe myself When I say "Not today."

You constantly save me from my troubles, even though I've always claimed that I need no saviour to burst nightly bubbles. So my cheeks blushed quietly pink-ashamed when you confessed how I spent several evenings screaming – brain wrecked with cider, mind on standby. (I guess my common sense was dreaming as I shouted at you and some passers-by.) I never recalled my heresy in the morning, nor how you lip-bitingly stuck by my angry side, so when you told me it finally started to dawn how much I need my unsung hero of the night.

If love was exchangable, I would do so with your love in a second without h   e   s   i   t   a   t   i   o   n   . Who would want such a false sense of admiration, with  each lying word you breathe into my ears. But now I wonder, can you love, do you have it inside of you to do so? Or maybe your heart has shriveled and perished into oblivion, Never to be touched by any soul again. Perhaps it is isolation you seek since you are So high up in your kingdom. Then it shall be s o l i t u d e that befriends you in this god forsaken world. For I have given up on this love that perhaps never was or ever happened.