| this is what you came for. |
| this is what you came for. |


sep a ra teHere we are. But where are we? I'm not sure anymore.sep a ra te
The mist and haze fills my skies as hopes are all drowned out with lies.
Shrouded eyes and cobalt wings.
Lately I dream of these things. The mirrors echoe, "You've forgotten all the things that you had wanted."
But dear, that's just an afterthought the scheme will soon blend in. Cloudy blues and blurred greys, only mixed with dreary days... I'm missing you in every way.
every every every
way.


o c e a nThere are waves crashing at my footprints and taking me so far away. With the surf slapping at my back I might be practically okay. The thoughts of you have drifted out and are mixing with the bay. And while it carries through your rooftop I take a breath and stop to say: "Hello to you and me again, appearing in my dreams. Id like to stop and say goodbye but as simple as that seems, I just can't find a way past all of these sadistic themes. Now watch the water's ripple and listen to the screams." Untamed water fills my lungs as shards of glass dance on my tongue. The salty water calls to me and says,o c e a n


the title of a broken lovesongSo it's time to face facts.the title of a broken lovesong
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Things could never work out between us, I was way too young.
Too young for loving you, too old to be this dumb.
In the end the end, this jealousy, it only makes me numb.
While you hold her in your arms, I silently succumb.


oneminutefiftyeightsecondsT i ck to c c c k k k t i c k k k to ck k It's time to not be myself.oneminutefiftyeightseconds
H e l l o m o r n i n g .
P l e a s e w e l c o m e y o u r m o n s t e r .
I feel ugly in my skin. It's not a pretty place. Clouds with silver lining and rain on frosty windows. that is pretty. But not this person. Maybe it's internal.
I'll try to figure this out.
I find myself staring at broken glass, old televisions and bathroom mirrors.
"I wonder why you're ugly." I ask the girl in the mirror. "Because I'm not."
| Please tell me you are laughing with me and not at me.:] |
| Shelby Jayy I'm a young writer. I don't take it too seriously because I'm only thirteen and this world holds promising things for people that keep thier hearts and minds open. I also doodle and hope to make that silly word a skill. Perhaps turn it into the word drawing. Haha.(: I don't take any pastimes too seriously. Right now school is most important. Right after that is my life and than my hobbies. I always tell my friends to put aside what people say. I secretly care. |
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I am the girl that sets your boy on fire, and when he dances, oh, he knows it's right. -Emarosa
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I am the girl that sets your boy on fire, and when he dances, oh, he knows it's right. -Emarosa
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I am the girl that sets your boy on fire, and when he dances, oh, he knows it's right. -Emarosa
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