Fill The VoidHe takes Her hand, and She smileson the inside.She wants to speak, but keeps Her feelingson the inside.They joke around, and They both smileon the outside.but even though They're together, She sometimes feelsleft out.fill the void that's deep inside Her.because right now She feels so empty, and that emptyness hurts.You are Her hope; She wants you toprove that what you believe is true.
Painted Handsreaching, resting perfectly, perfectly so i can see the cracks within this hand of mine. looking long at every line that weaves its way across my palm. i'm tracing them, it keeps me calm.
Paranoid Kittyi see the longing in your eyes, the feelings that you (try to) hide, i feel them burning into me. denial cannot set me free. HOLD ME if i jump, if i jump i know i'll fall, fall in front of all the people i don't want to be. you are my paranoia but somehow you keep me sane. that sanity is comforting even when they called my name. something to believe in when beliefs are gone away, i believe in your smile, smile for me today. sidetracked cuz i'm thinking of you… how stupid we are to put ourselves through this torture we can't stand; we must love it in some sick way. sick torture to myself, that's familiar to me, it's voluntary, like my heartbeat. do i have a heartbeat? it's next to yours, so loud in my ears as our eyes meet, and i see the longing in them again. the alarms go off too much.…i think the needles are starting again.
Short Story"you"a single word on the wall, spelled out in blood. the note, longer, explaining the significance of the word on the wall. but the note in pen. dried teardrops smearing the deadly letters. new, different ones, falling on it now. blurred blue eyes WaNdErInG across the page. hands shake and voice shudders as he read the note out LOUD to comprehend it ?better?i love you much more than i can ever show or explain. i love you so much it hurts, and the pain courses through me everyday. you live so far away, so…so far. i want to see you everyday, but i can't. and anticipation builds each day, everyday…but i can't take the feeling when you leave. i love you, but the pain of parting again is unbearable. this is for you. proof that i love you. for you, my love. forthe end. crying, muffled crying, coming from the closet. opens it, and She is there. eyes shut, but quickly open. "i'm sorry." the words whispered. drops to his knees, holds her shivering body. eyes lock, silent agreement that She'
Sketchbook Pictureeyes blurred, blurring vision, i'm blind to everything but doubt. i've not doubted lately, but i've not thought lately either. (either, or because?) because i don't want to do it. the razors' edge made blurry by the unwelcome tears that sting my eyes. (they actually sting, i wish it would stop.) no future, no life, just this right now, the blurry lines with my hand over them. your hand over mine. prove me wrong I am blind.