Don’t You Wish?
Don’t you see my eyes,
and wish you could stare into them?
Don’t you ever see my hair,
and wish your fingers were running though my hair?
Don’t you see my lips,
and wish yours were on top?
Don’t you see my hips,
and wish your hands were on them?
Don’t you see my arms,
and wish you were in them?
Don’t you see my sobbing eyes,
and wish you were making me smile?
Don’t you see my shattered heart,
and wish you were fixing it?
Don’t you see me,
and want to make me yours?
I hate when people are like “It’s so stupid! All you hear is ‘RAAHRAHROAARR’!” when they haven’t even listened to it :| they just assume that’s what metal is.
(Source: moshwithjesus)
I Was…
I was so young.
Shouldn’t that have been your warning?
Yet you swore that didn’t matter.
I was so innocent.
Is that really all you wanted?
You made me believe it wasn’t.
I was so inexperienced.
Why would you take advantage of that?
But you confessed it was alright.
I was so in love with you.
Shouldn’t something be wrong there?
Yet you made me fee like you loved me too.
Meaning: this isn’t really true. but i had to write telling someone something i never got a chance to. I wrote this to and ex boyfriend who was older then me.
Childhood: I Miss
I miss the way your
eyes would sparkle when you saw me.
Now it’s just her you see.
I miss the way you
would hold me in your arms.
Now I’m replaced with her.
I miss the way you’d
kiss me on the top of my head.
Now your lips reach for hers.
I miss the way you would
tuck me in at night.
Now you just crawl in bed with her.
I miss the way you
took me everywhere.
Now its her in the front sear of your car.
I miss the way you
made me daddy’s little girl.
Now she has your attention.
I miss the way you
loved me.
Now you just love her.
Meaning: This one is pretty self explanatory. Here I am talking about my dad and how now he has my step mom and I feel left out. Do I apologize for feeling this way? No, I do not. Most of the little details aren’t true, but the feeling of emptiness and the crying out for my dad is 100% real.
Do you have an incomplete puzzle because your missing a piece? Maybe i’m your missing piece?
already reblogged once in my life but it’s too lovely to not do again.
(Source: dreamsouttathisworld)
Broken
My words are cold and deep.
So listen closely.
This so story is to dark to tell.
Such a tragic terrible tale.
You shook her until her brain died.
You broke her into nothing.
And she sat there, with a smile
and told herself that everything is going to be ok.
The lie that everyone tells.
But when you need her to help.
You can beg and pled.
then she will look you striaght in the eye,
and say two simple words.
Fuck you.





