touch me with ur hands. just don't touch my heart.
Yet, he comes and lights mine!!
Don’t just whisper to me about the sunset. Stay with me and watch it rise.
Tonight I will finally end my life. Die. Die.
The lion decided to make him lunch.
what you were telling me..."
With a deeply burdened sigh she sadly hung the sign: "This heart is now closed."
My body aches. My soul is on fire.
Don't mean to interrupt your reading,
I just wanted to say, "You're beautiful."Love, BeautifulDreams42
pretense, illuminating the beautiful truth of our humanity.
like a blazing comet out of control.
My longing is a thirst and you are the cool, refreshing water that quenches it.
and not making excuses anymore. Real change comes from within.
Flowing over me and away, and back over another day. Like surf creeping further ashore.
but know that you're the one that really missed out
and nourished with love is preferred over chocolates or gifts.
she once more sealed her heart and put the dreams away.
Sometimes she still felt like a little girl, who dreamed of running away from home.
must remember to stay there.
eyes, he pressed against her, whispering: "Do you trust me?"
with the brush of your lips.
Her heart is broken. Be strong he said.
People come and people go but my power over you is forever, I am omnipotent.
but learned I'll never be free to truly be me.
"I want to die in my sleep," he sighed. "You will," she replied smiling smugly.
Frozen in a snapshot of time. Peaceful contentment.
And you are better, Mom."
That is my northern star.🌠
set off fireworks beneath her flushed & reddening skin.
but she thinks. She writes. It is good!
only by the blackness in your soul.
Looking out the window, sometimes I wonder:
Are you looking out the window, wondering too?
held together by far too few fragile bonds ...
we touch upon one another through the brilliant fragments of our memories...
sometimes her restless soul craved something more, something great, something ...
She was aghast at the hobgoblin standing before her.
when all that your eyes see is darkness.
than this blade, why do you cause me so much pain?
whether I live or die. Please spare me, don't pick up the knife.
You are my calm,
your strong arms my haven
and your soft embrace my home.
that kills...but we were too far gone. Together we fell.
and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there.
The beauty of a summer morning brings a wash of thankfulness to one who notices.
Silent tears slipped from her eyes, joining the river of sorrow flowing from her heart.
Wishing your want was as strong as mine. Wishing your need was found in me.
Neither devil nor angel, she was simply a girl who sometimes had difficulty behaving "properly".
For the heart that's meant for you, none of that matters
Teach me how to laugh again.
as she leaned and kissed his soft lips.
But I really don't like it right now.
The ability to wipe away the tears and absorb the pain of those I cherish.