Hurtful.

You seem to hate me, you talk right over me when i'm speaking, you don't care what i say.

It's as if you're always the bringer of bad news, and you can't care about that either.

However much i look your way, i never catch your eye.

have i not always taken care of you when others only take interest in some of the things you say?

My Television.

Not sure if this is as good as the last two, i'm not very self confident. :S

you did seem to like 'Denial' though. ;D

Denial.

Every time we talk, you say nothing.
Every time we get close, your face clouds over.
If i try to break that barrier of yours, i bleed.
You only show me what i want to see.
I'm deep in denial of you, And you show that too.

My Mirror.



Dunno if it's as good as the last one. :/
hope you enjoyed it! ;)

Perfection.

'Every Little piece of you is perfect, every crumb, everything about you is perfect.
You're so sweet, but at the same time, oh-so cold.
You don't feel me, nibbling on you, biting into you.

My Ice Cream.'




xD
Just thought i'd do a cheerier one since my last two were a little sincere.
I've also decided that i'll do one a day, it'll either be one like this, or one like the others.
Thanks for reading! ;D

Alone.

As I'm sat here, Typing, it appears to me as if life is insignificant in the grand scale of things.
I often think about how small I am, how small everyone is, compared to a single island, how microscopic we are to the planet, But how we can do something so bad.
Then I realise, that small thing, however big it may seem at the moment, is still, so small, thousands and thousands of millions of years have passed since everything started, everything we do is so pointless, so minuscule in the flow of time itself.
Why are we even here? What are we meant to do? What have we done? I ponder all these questions as i sit here.
I have plenty of time, Alone.

Desperate.

Sometimes, when i'm so unhappy, when i can stand it no more, when it looks as though there's nothing to lose, I think of you.
I Wish to be by your side, i Wish with all my soul, that you would be there, there to comfort me, there to remove the pain from inside of me.
As i write this, i Open my heart to you, and pray you don't rip it in half, as a crab needs it's shell, i need to be in your arms, exchanging hopes... desires... Wishes.
I Long to be free from the ropes that tug at my soul, pulling it from my chest, removing the real me.

I'm Desperate.