SameWake up every morning to the same placeSame feelingsSame facesame lonely spaceNothings changedMelancholic it seemsI feel fucking derangedI sit alone watching my dreamsI wake up to the same faceWith the same flawsLusting for comfort and embraceI'm wacthing, watching intently as it gnawsThe fake smilesThe sleepless nightsThe long anguish milesThe constant fightsConstant fights with myselfAnd being untrue with oneselfWake up to the same dayAll I love is gone awayKeep saying, "Still alone today, alone everyday, slowly decaying into nothing..."
Something she'll never have.It's beautuful.It's so beautiful.So diffrent, so impossiable.It will never be obtainable.It will never be reachable.No matter how far she reaches, It will reamin far away,Even though she thinks of it everyday.Now she's imagining it in her own worldThe world she's made up,The world where she has it.A world where anything is possiable.A world where she's perfect.She will reamin longing for it.Her heart will reamin heavy without it.And...she'll never forget it.Each and everyday she kills herself over it.That beautiful fucking thing.She doesn't know why.She can't deny.And watches as that beautiful things co
Realistic time, felt so unrealEvery day I helped take care of him, the best of my ability.I heard and watch him puking and moaning in pain.As time went on the worst he became.He forgot who we were, but would call are names.He would call my name many times urgently, and I would come rushing.But, he became quiet, so I would wait then leave.But, my name was called yet again, I stayed longer and watching him made me sad.My mother was frustrated and sad; my father did his best to comfort her.Time passed by again and in short time he became worse.His skin started turning pale and his bones were quickly showing through his thin layer of skin I was baffle