THIS IS SO CUTE OH MY GOSH IT’S SO HAPPY AND THERE ARE SO MANY BALLS TO CHOOSE FROM AND THEN IN THE END IT’S JUST SO OVERWHELMED WITH HAPPINESS IT HAS TO LEAVE
i dont have to say it we’re all thinking the same thing
Someone gave him an hour for free
I hide under the covers, shielding myself from the outside world. Curled up in a little ball. Frantically looking for an answer. An answer for why I am this way. An answer for why you have betrayed my trust. All I receive is a cold breeze. A breeze reminding me that I’m still alive. Reminding me that I’m still human. No one can touch my soul, if I haven’t let them in. So I lay here tonight under my covers. Shielding myself from the world. From the world that has betrayed me.
First poem in a long time
Feeling trapped inside this fantasy.
Feeling trapped inside a world that isn’t mine.
A creation that wasn’t crafted by my hands.
A creation that has been lost inside my soul.
I try to get away from all the distractions, but I can’t ever succeed.
I feel trapped in a bubble of deceit.
I look for you to pull me out.
All you do is push me further inside.
I feel the walls closing inside of my mind.
The overwhelming feeling has got me thinking.
Why can’t I ever escape this feeling.
How can you love someone when you don’t even love yourself. Feeling broken inside and looking for someone to pick up the pieces. That emptiness you’ve been trying to hide. That emptiness you’ve been trying to fix. That heartache you’ve been trying to run from. That lack of love in every aspect of your life. You’ve lost your flame my child. You’ve lost your will. You’ve lost your power to forgive. You’ve lost your power to forget. That grudge inside of you runs deep. It hits that core in your body. It hits that spot in your heart. You won’t let yourself heal, from the neglect you once felt. But someday you’ll learn, and that love will come. You’ll find it hidden within. You won’t ever forget.
The girl sat in agonizing pain. Tears ran down her face, teeth and fists clenched. Hate ran through her veins. Anger boiled over in her heart. The bottle laid diagonal from the cigarettes. Rage fillled her from the inside out. Tugging on her dress was a small child. She scooped the baby up and held him close. As she packed the last bag her hands softened closing the trunk. She threw the cigarette into the flame. Her palms became sweaty. She threw the bottle into the fire and drove away. All she had was herself and this baby. She curled up into the motel bed. Once again the tears ran down her face this time they were caught by the little boy. “Why are you crying momma?” “Because I love you so much.” He laughed “momma that’s not a sad thing.” “It will be darling, one of these days you’re going to leave me.” “I won’t ever leave you momma.” She smiled pulled him close and gave him a kiss. Her hand became tense when she thought of that day she’d leave him. For that moment though she let that go to celebrate his fourth birthday.