fishywrites

This, then, is life. The weighing in and the rushing out the heavy hands and the full-of-doubts the how-dare-yous and the desperate pause the sinking of ships without a cause. To trudge along in an empty way like soldiers march to an unmarked grave a battlefield, a morose sun blinking into the eyes of none; this, then, is life. These weeping nights and forlorn pleas the torture of our enemies in war-torn minds that beg to breathe the light of day they never see. And while we march into these graves killing hope and those unsaved we cannot help but glimpse as time out from beneath our feet flies. And so we, in question, cry

Riding off into the sunset is overrated but they said we'd do it anyway. I could never say no to you until the day I did. Call the bombers back in, by god, I'm not interested in any more of the games, of the insults, that I never wanted anyway. Funny how you can know someone forever until the day you find out you never really did. Funny how five minutes can ruin five months how the one mistake I remember making will always be you. Stop asking me what I want-- you know what I want. You were just never willing to give it to me.

They are laughing at him. He feels their piercing stares. He blinks, hard, and stares down at the pages of his book. The words swim before his eyes, useless. He glances up as they dissipate, a chill crawling up his spine when he happens to meet the eyes of one of the boys, the fellow's lips pursed in a short, thin line. But he breaks the contact and walks off as well. He leans back against the brick wall, exhaling slowly. That's it, then. It is time. He snaps the book shut and jams it in with the other loose papers and binders he won't be needing after today. Shouldering the backpack, he trudges away from the school, toward home. *** He d

Broken head Broken hurt Broken hate Broken heart Another day I feel like I'm about to fall apart Broken mind Broken body Broken wholly Broken soul I will shatter into pieces if I'm not careful Broken eyes Broken ears Broken nose Broken lips Reminders of what happens with just one tiny slip Falling Falling Falling Down Breaking as I hit the ground Shatter into tiny pieces Gravity tried me for treason Everything is gone I don't know how to get it back I fell I'm broken Broken open Broken at the sound of hate in broken ears and broken sounds my broken fears my broken heart it's aching, breakin

what do you do when it's hard to think hard to sleep hard to breathe what do you do when you fall from grace shot from the sky you're being erased what do you do when you can't find yourself don't know yourself can't feel yourself what do you do when all hope seems lost dreams are all gone feeling, there's none what do you do when you no longer feel life has no appeal and nothing seems real what do you do when you just can't think just can't sleep just can't breathe

because I treated you badly because you had no idea what you did wrong because you thought it would last forever because I couldn't tell you otherwise because I didn't even understand my own feelings because I let you do it and because I hated you for it to my first I am sorry.

Somebody told me you had a broken heart you gave yourself away and they ripped you all apart Somebody told me you've gone and lost your smile which makes sense; you haven't used it in a very long while Somebody told me I'd find you sitting here let me settle down with you and lend me both your ears Somebody told me you wish that you could die there are reasons that you shouldn't let me tell you why There are people on this earth who if you passed, would wither you are more loved than you think even if not by her You will fall in love so many times as you grow older before you find the one person you will stay with forev