![]() ![]() In the rain of your presence my words form a rainbow. I'm captivated by you - your lips, voice, smile and grin. Your love shows me how simply beautiful you are within. I have no need for poetry when I have your touch. It's amazing how these simple words mean so much. Happiness fills up the space inside your heart.Īnd beautifully express itself as a paragon of art. Your eyes hold mysteries that I would love to untangle. My ink bleeds when I'm depressed by your absence. My ink bleeds when I complement your presence. My ink bleeds when I give words to your silence. No, this time my heart bleeds with longing.Īnd yet I am scared to death that this may destroy me yet. ![]() Not in pain or disappointments, or even self-loathing and rejection of the hearts purest feelings. So my heart bleeds for what I hope is the final time. Just as I thought I'd bleed out, my soul would die, and I would become this empty shell of functioning learned reactions with no thought or feeling, something happened.ĭared me to learn to trust, teased me with small glimmers of hope. It can never be fixed - best to just throw it away. Trust broken is like a crystal glass shattered by a screeching high pitched discord. No one with the exception of those who have been through it themselves. No one really gets why you turn into an emotional gibbering mess trying to hold your sanity together with duct tape and super glue. No one really understands the extent of the damage caused by such a deep betrayal of trust. Tiny razors ***** and torment and cut me and my heart bleeds. No one understands reliving the past in the presentĮxcept those who have been through this hellīroken trust is like a crystal goblet shattered by a screeching high pitched discordĪnd just when I thought I'd bleed out & my soul would die No one understands the pain of the memories No one understands the feelings of shame and blame ![]() No one understands the extent of the damage caused by such a deep betrayal of trust Tiny razors ***** and torment and cut me and my heart bleeds ![]()
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