“Fuck you”

“I don’t want you in my life”

“I miss you”

“I love you too.”

Self-esteem wrung dry as a bone

an echo chamber of being

told how terrible you are, the words

hooking your lungs like asbestos, the

damage will wreak havoc in the future...

When it happens;

When her lip gloss leaves me sticky,

When her lashes brush my cheeks so perfectly violently,

When her tongue leaves my mouth begging to be filled again,

I feel it.

I feel her.

I feel the pull.

Again.

And again.

And again.

I fall.

I fall vulnerable.

I fall so far under her spell that

I can’t stop her until it’s too late;

Until her drug flows down my throat and seeps through my body...

gökyüzünde özgürce süzülürken birden şiddetli bir rüzgârın içerisinde sağa sola savruluyor başını, kuyruğunu, kanatlarının çarptığını hissediyor bir türlü kontrolünü sağlayamıyordu. Birden rüzgâr kesildi ve büyük bir hızla ağaç dallarına çarpa çarpa sert toprak zemine çakıldı. Bir kanadı gövdesinin altında öbür kanadıda açık bir şekil de yerde yatıyordu. Bütün gücünü toplayıp bir anda kalkmak ...

Her words are like poison. They don’t seem to have a big effect at first, but after a while they seep deeper into you. Slowly hurting you. And sometimes, your oblivious to it all.

That’s what Sophie’s like. Such a sweet, innocent name— the perfect cover up for the villain lurking behind all that make-up.

Everyone she’s her as an angel that’s landed amoung the chaos of Beverly High Middle School. ...

Allow me to shake your hand before I enter your mind

I'm the amalgomation of pain and fatigue

Culminating in your brain, I'm a disease

You never heard of me, you'll listen

When I attack your spinal cord and weaken your immune system

Excruciating pain, suffering that's atrocious

For the multitude, I'm multiple sclerosis

Vision loss, so frustrating, you'll pull hair

Cramps specifically designed for ...

It's such a beautiful sight—a pop of color in an olive-green sea of trees.

Yellow wings caution is what it means. Let it be something only seen.

You are grabbing your heart a flutter of another degree. The regent Whistler is a sign of death. It could be....

The world was flashes of pain and darkness. All I could see was a dim faded light of candles. Everything was dimmer than it should have been. It was terrifyingly dim. It was painful and hot and my head started to spin.

I dimly felt the vampire release me and I heard a scream. Then there were arms around me. It was all so blurry and fuzzy. I could taste blood. Was it mine?

“Stay with me, Vesper...

It foams and throws itself around

As you try to choke it down

Bubbles rise and mold your skin

Your body starts to freeze like tin

You start to wonder if this is it

Is this the last place you will ever sit

Your vision starts to dim

The bottle was filled to the rim

You still managed to get it all in

One large swallow causes you to feel trapped under pins

You wonder as you lie there

Do most pe...

A drop, unseen,

Slithers through veins like a whispered lie.

At first, it’s sweet—the taste, a dream,

But beneath the surface, a rising scream.

The heart slows it’s beat, the mind becomes still,

Memory once blurred, now painfully clear,

Reveals every wound, each forgotten tear.

The only cure, it seems, is another shot....

They always love my inner thighs,

My great big eyes,

My skin so bright.

They love to hold my delicate hand,

See me as a brand,

An object so grand.

They love to take me away from here,

It’s not so clear,

It’s not so clear.

I feel an injection,

There won’t be confession,

So he reaches his hand

With no consideration.

Down to a no-zone,

A don’t-even-go zone,

My red light apparently too dim,

For he doe...