I don’t expect you to fall for me as if someone clipped your wings.
I don’t expect you to love me as if I were what you truly desired.
I don’t expect much from you anymore.
And thanks to you my faith lies only in lust. You’ve shown me love does not exist.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
(Source: rapp0rtt)
JoAnna
I know you’re in a world of your own; Where substance rules and blinds you.
Where nothing else matters but reaching a cloud you like to call nine.
Yet, I’ve missed you so and can no longer turn you away because of your weaknesses.
I need to feel your presence. I need the comfort of knowing you’re still there, inside the shell you’ve become.
I need to feel your love. Your warmth.
I need to feel your heart beat again.
Please come back home; I promise I will be there, with open arms.
This life has become empty again without you in it.
And I can’t go on living this way anymore.
Strangers
There’s a stranger in my bed.
He taps my shoulder, he kisses my neck. I can feel his breath on me.
He wants me.
Begs to use me again and again.
And I let him.
It’s a sickness. An addiction.
But it’s the only way I can forget about you.
Yet I wish it was you that I laid beneath.
You that I pleased.
But I know I will never feel you again.
So I will search for the one that erases the painful memory of you from my mind.
Until then, I will lay with this stranger and impatiently await his departure.
(Source: secretedsins)
Thanks for the burst of inspiration. Sadly enough it has faded, just like the feelings I had for you.
He’s strumming on my heart strings and I’m singing right along. Despite the fear that boils inside.
I am ready to let go, to let myself fall for him. But he’s still a stranger; a stranger with the ability to hurt me.
He’s captured my attention at the speed of light. Broken the ice that held my heart, breathing life back into me.
It’s surreal to watch what was once black turn into gold. But my insides crave more.
Still I worry if it’s a mistake to really set myself free.
I went so far out of my way for you, that it could never be measured in miles. Yet when I was lost, you were nowhere to be found. You were careless with my emotions. You truly are a monster; and it took me way too long to find out.
Ink Ejaculate: Un-Afloat
The fact that we’re lost
at any fucking cost
makes tears well up.
Yet my heart, it’s not so sad.
Perhaps there were mishaps…
Shiny slivers of slimy light
that parted their glimmers of hate
onto us.
Maybe there were cases
in which you were right
and I, wrong.
But now prongs…
If I were smart, I’d stop torturing myself. I’d stop thinking about you. I’d stop letting you rule my world.
But love makes people do stupid things.
