Dreamer

Slowly losing hope Fresh out as I'm going broke. I'm trying picking up but still falling behind How much am I going to have to sacrifice? Because I'm tired of losing everyone Watching the people slipping by It seems now pointless getting up At this point I would rather mess up Leave this place behind. But If only I could leave my mind, I try to find different ways to escape. But after it's all said and done. I end up back in the same place Paper, words, ink....Things I use. Only to get accused. Or to get away Left with feelings of guilt & shame When that was not my intention. I'm just trying to figure me out. Before I stray too far away. From remaining sane.

It begin to get darker Just like my thoughts Moonlight started to spread its sheets And i removed my clothes Leaving myself only in the inners Seeing myself in the mirror Cause that's all i ever wanted To be seen Staring at all the memories i had given to my skin From good to worse From that tattoo to those scars Wondering what did i deserve to do this? To myself? Where i went wrong ? Every piece of me was shattered and burned into ashes The only thing left Was this body Which had become heartless All i could feel was empty Cause that's how everyone had left me From loved ones to enemies They all left me feeling empty- Even after knowing what i had gone through They all chose to do the same Giving me hell on earth... And maybe I deserved that in first place. I m still a person I have soul But people forget that As their words are cold I try to block out their words Sometimes I can avoid them Other days I couldn't And it frightens me when I think of a  Sharpen blade moving o...

I like listening to your jokes, and hearing the things you say, and every time you smile/laugh it takes my breath away I like your big black/brown eyes, especially when they sparkles, And the way they light up whenever you chuckle. You don't know I like these things about you, but I do and it's true... And sometimes I wonder...if you think these things about her like I do... If you like her jokes or laugh at her jokes like I do... If you like her eyes ... her smile... if you love her like I do... Do you really love her? Because it is you who laugh with her..smile with her...and her eyes!!! damn those eyes, sparkle when you are with her... To be honest I don't want to know... Because I think I won't like the answer 😑