I could smell it, I could smell it in the air all week. This was gonna be the end. You see, I've played this game far too long to not recognise the changes, the distant eyes, the hold that ends sooner and sooner and even the kiss on the back of my neck that morning … Continue reading Just Another Daisy
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can i say something?.
go on?... to say anything to avoid that I'm a mess that im tearing apart at the seams to avoid that we broke and that I can't cope to avoid the pain in me that I'm drunk again to avoid that I'm still smoking that i can't deal with this feeling to say that we … Continue reading can i say something?.
Bedroom Eyes
His bedroom eyes were a brown-green disguise that hid the lies and all the fears of his life. I fell into them with great surprise and for a second i could rise without falling. Free falling through time. Falling. We fell. His bedroom eyes were a perfect guise and they cried. Oh how they cried … Continue reading Bedroom Eyes
Kiss With A Fist
Lana Del Ray sings 'you hit me and it felt like a kiss' So why, when his fist hit my gut did it not feel beautiful? Florence and the Machine talk about a kiss with a fist being better than none... So why, when his hand connected with my face did it not feel like … Continue reading Kiss With A Fist
Worth Saving
You told me I was special, so why did you keep walking away? Leaving me to wait around as if you were coming back to save me. You told me I was one of a kind and I told you that I can't wait in this line. Can't keep defending your lies and your crimes. … Continue reading Worth Saving
Starbucks 2012
So here I am sat in Starbucks, this cafeteria of noise, finding it hard to cope with the realisation that I just wasted my money and time walking all the way to this Starbucks to write and possibly read, how I am even focused enough to write is a mystery to me. Looking around I … Continue reading Starbucks 2012
20/10/2019
my bed was 2 years too late for you but I pulled back the sheets anyway I turned back all the clocks and reverted to another day another way another place in time when you were nothing but mine I believed in meant to be but this isn't that this is black and its dark … Continue reading 20/10/2019
Knock’a’Window Fun
My eyes open, my mind racing. My lamp still on, I'd passed out again. 3AM. Silence, all I can hear is the pounding of my heart. Tap. Tap. Tap. No I wasn't dreaming, someone really was knocking on my bedroom window. I'm scared now, I slither over to my lamp and turn it off. Sat … Continue reading Knock’a’Window Fun
Own Two Feet
Coffee cup held to my lips My nails are painted black My eyes are gazing through the glass And no ones looking back Lana sings into my ears Of lovers lost and gone I can't help but to relate My tears fall to her song I have all but given up I cut another out … Continue reading Own Two Feet
where ya been?
It has been far too long, I know! Where have I been? I'm really not sure apart from all the wrong places looking at all the wrong faces as usual. Lately I've been busy making a fool of myself by forgetting my own mind and letting boys back in! By this point It is official … Continue reading where ya been?
Ryon Maverick 