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A broken glass is mixed with a forgotten nightmare

Pour it into a glass, add ice and we could call it a drink

Im barely holding on to words that I once knew so well

Lips in sync, waiting for the next line

When you said you didn’t know all the answers.

Why did the always end in sorry

The night began and ended in the lips of someone

Someone you barely knew

You said you know me better than I did

And I know myself pretty well

Because the raindrops are falling on my head

Tonight was meant to be the night

Where we become one

But instead I’m left in a pool of hate

With nothing but the familiar scent of liquor

To keep me warm

{A work in progress}

I’ve had these feelings

I was young and ready to take on the world

Don’t you think more of me?

Have I become just another one of those forgotten faces

I hung on every word but in the end you became my rope

I’m screaming as you let go

If I had another chance, the courts would of gone in your favour

Its hard to say I’ve tried when I don’t care anymore

My dignity left me at a bus stop in Las Vegas

With no money and just a shadow by my side

I’m that lost little girl on the side of the milk carton

You so carelessly threw away

My lips are stuck to words left unsaid

The walls are tumbling down and I’m breaking out

I’ve got a brand new skin, that’s just for fitting in

She said the words are lies and the looks can’t decide

My eyes wander to another place What ever happened to forever?

I ruined my thoughts and future in one fall swoop

The loneliness cuts deeper then a razorblade

I’m surround by the things who know me well

Sick of the hating, anticipating

For something that could never happen

I’ve fallen to the floor and broken a pretty face

Everything seems to blur but I can finally see straight.

I walked down the same street my heart has a thousand times before

I can’t lie I was thinking to much, and needed to explode.

I’m in no mood to care anymore. Life is to hard. Too complicated.

I’ve been listening to apologize waay to much =/

Maybe one day I’ll think for myself.

I’m so childish sometimes, I feel like crap currently, I am pushing one of my good mates away, and I’m just waiting for them to give up and hate me. I have this gut feeling that I need them to hate me, because I think I’m going to hurt them in the future and I’d rather have them now, hating me instead of them failed by me. They must be so confused. I’m just to easily offended and

I don’t know what to say, or even do. The look they gave me today made me want to curl up and cry. I just want to run up to them and hug them until everything I have said/done has been forgotten. I just really want to have hug, god I‘m always thinking of myself. But I can’t this needs to happen, I need to forget them, to much is going on and I can’t trust myself any longer. Feelings mess everything up. How can I forget them, when at one point they were all I could think about, but now situations have changed, its either…or. And I have to chose.

Or do I?

I need them to understand. Its going to be so hard. Maybe I won’t let my feelings rule me anymore or, just sometimes goodbye is the only way………

*..I wish I was someone else, anyone but me …. tonight..*

Hello my amazing, talented gorgeous friends.

It's hard to miss everything that used to be.

My eyes can't help but cry.

I watch my life spiral into the future

I just know i'll never be the same again.

What ever happened to the dreamer?

Did they die along with the dream??

Everything used to be so easy

No second guessing and first chances

Friends came so easily, and so did secrets

I've lost it

The one thing that was my constant.

All I can see is the bottom of a bottle

As I swallow the last of my memories.

A body frozen cold, sitting in a sweatshirt of her future love

She has seemed to forget him with each moment past

Its hard to tell if she loves him or not

But if you look into her heart the answer is clear.

The clock is ticking in the corner of a window

Waiting for a moment? Or just another memory

The feeling still lingers, as so does his scent.

It reminds her

Reminds her of home.