Pain a feeling ever so familiar
Emotions I wear on my sleeve.
I feel nothing walk tall
Ice pumping through my vein's.
Looking for some kindred spirit
Blinded by the view of my reflection
No visibility through my imperfections.
Stroll alone I don't need nobody
Not a soul I need I need only me.
Self destructive ways masked under the idea of protective sacrifice.
Do anything for those close to me
Even lay my life down for those I'm close to.
Soak my aches in a bottle tired of fighting
Exhale my issues in the smoke.
Pour a cup when I want to celebrate the day
Burn 1 twice a day but I don't need it.
Love her cause she deserves it Or do I Love her cause I need it.
Love them so much there's no way I could ever love just 1
But I treat them all like queens.
A slave to my desires a servant of my vices
I do what I want I mind no consequences.
Self destruction masked under the guise of self love.
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Sunday, December 23, 2012
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Sure Thing
I have finally erased you, or so I feel. My heart is no longer yours to steal. Reading over the letters that I thought were written in truth have made me realise how low you would stoop. The lesson has been learnt and my feelings along with the letters have been burned. Goodbye former memories and a brief crush, the word I use because to call it anything else would be too much. I need to accept it was nothing. It wasn't a sure thing.
Signed Patricia Hilton
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