I don't know who I am anymore
This version of me that seems to exist in my place is so weak
I was never so helpless
And yet
I'm allowing to be controlled by some autopilot that only crashes at every sign of fear or challenge
Wake up wake up wake up
Take charge again
This is your life
Your life
That's ending

ive decided to make a list of what i deserve (from a bf) so i dont ever settle for less.here goes ( Read more... )

i always say the good should out-weigh the bad, but who calculates the size? everything else seems pretty perfect but yet i cant seem to look past your habits.they weigh heavy on my already shattered heart.please god.help us both.should'nt love prevail?

for the first time in awhile i felt happy, like really, truly happy...but perhaps i was just allowing myself to feel like this to fill the void.i genuinely like you, and you're good to me, but i think im fooling myself into believing this is right.. or good.

its not that i need you
i simply want you
i miss you
for what its worth
i'll keep asking
i know things change
but we never did
at least thats how i see it

people dont always do what you think they will.apparently my intuition is worthless.its no big deal at this time, but this could present a problem for the future.work needs to be done to improve my current situation.i am supposed to have the upper hand.what happened to making stuff happen? i cannot control this.i cannot control you.and i cant keep ( Read more... )

feed this urge without opening your mouth ( Read more... )

these desperate attempts reveal your pathetic nature regardless of time.or space.wasted. the distance only created a false idea of what should've been. reality will take shape and leave you standing alone. pain and humility will take a bite soon too.fool.

silent fingers manipulating every inch of my emotions.awakening secrets kept for far too long. this provoking seems unhealthy.the criminal acts ive committed while lying in your bed....hmm...you'd never guess they were in my head.my eager hips contemplating your next move.stop pretending to be shy.there's nothing bitter about this.so quit messing ( Read more... )

memories that i barely remember
but you were there
and i was happy
taking walks,shooting hoops
listening to music in your basement
always a pleasure
you gave me pleasure
the evenings are a secret only my body remembers
which is probably best
you kept me smiling
and wanting more

i hope history repeats itself