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You are toxic,Stepping in and out of my life,Treating me as your own personal retreat. All consuming,Taking your fill until there is nothing left,Nothing left but an empty shell,Leaving me to heal,Leaving me to save the damage that you cause. How do you feel?Do you see it?Has leaving me broken made you better?Stronger perhaps?Of course it has. The destroyer of me,Eater of my mind,Breaker of my soul,Not once but multiple t...

The Void

If she could only let you feel it, perhaps you'd understand...

There is only darknessWhere all others hide their souls,A gravity so uglyWhere the air is rank and noisomeAnd the darkling ghosts hide screamingIn the humming, chasmic voidWhere she hides forgotten secretsIn the place she finds no floor.There are chains wrapped tight around herWhere vainglory's efforts fellIn existence ever futileWhen her life is reeking sicklyWhere the stink of rotting fettersDig in flesh so fat and weak...

My heart is broken Shattered , tattered, torn into a million pieces A puzzle now in disarray The parts no longer fit, the meaning no longer clear With no one to blame but myself I took a chance, thought I was safe Taken by surprise Of what my heart could really feel Never felt so complete, never felt such love But it wasn’t mine to have His love heals wounds I didn’t know I had His arms held my world together His kiss mad...

The Secret Life of Mrs Faulkner - Chapter Two

How well can you claim to know someone?

Missing Pieces:"Mr. Faulkner," the man said. "My name is Michael Bennett, and I was your wife's lover."Tom stood there, stock still, wondering if he had heard correctly. Michael Bennett looked at Tom oddly, questioning whether he had heard at all. He cleared his throat again to speak, but Tom interrupted him. "Mr. Bennett, you have ten seconds to get off my property before I inflict some serious damage."Michael nodded in...

You have you

You don't need anyone to fix you, you can do it yourself.

Was I never enough?   I know I have given my all I have loved you more than I could ever love myself I have given you all there is to me But still, you have left me Alone, broken and irreparable   It’s incomprehensible, You’ve loved someone, but they don’t love you as much, Or would they even love you at all? It’s even unfair, But has life never been one?   People love and they get their hearts broken, People stay out of...

Broken inside

Becoming empty

Broken inside My pain hides behind empty smiles Nowhere to turn nowhere to go Helpless I have become Feeling like a walking mat Only here as temporary relief Once I'm used I'm thrown away Scared to speak no one will listen Who I am on the inside they are missing I wanna blossom I wanna shine The reflection in the mirror isn't mine Positivity is key but I have the wrong lock When the sun is shining I wait for rain Memories...

A Letter To Modern Romeo

letters from a girl who wanted to move on but couldn't bring her self to.

Dear Romeo,Hey, let me get this straight. I know you would be skeptical if you will read this or not, it’s your choice. I am not going to force you. I know, It took long for me to send this but I was weighing things out. If I’m going to share this or not. I wanted to clear things out basically from the things I’ve heard but it really doesn’t matter, and I don’t care much about it because even if I do, there's nothing much...

Each year I'm stuck pondering, Thinking about the separate identities September puts on and throws away. Flinging emotions around like dresses Leaping from their hangers, onto the floor Unsure as to what fits best. September didn't mean to be so indecisive With its masks of sentimentality, Euphoria and turmoil. But I'm simply bewildered. September used to bring me to utopia; A world filled with whimsical wonders. A single...

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To My Sister

To my older sister, Katie

There are times that words cannot describe,These emotions that buzz in my mind.So chaotic and fleeting they can be.So try to open your mind and see.I loved you more than you had known.I the younger sister could not show,Just how much you meant to me.Even though you were gone from a broken family.I was never so graceful as you.Nor was I as pretty too.You never seen that shadow you cast.And I know it is the distant past.I t...

Broken...

shard after shard ripping through

Standing on the edge... The brink of nothingness.... Alone... Empty... Hopeless... Unloved... Broken... Shattered... Piece by piece... Floating away... One anguished memory after another... Broken and jagged... Ragged and sharp... Shard after shard ripping through... Heart... Soul... Mind... Body... Consciousness... My life flies by... No reality to grasp... Shattered pieces... Here and there... Forever broken... Repairs...

Chapter 3Funny how wires can hold things together. Things like your arms, your bones, your mouth. She thought of all the times she had been patched up as he liked to put it from her little accidents. Accidents that no one ever questioned. Until now.She had made some sit up and notice her. Notice all the accidents she was having. Notice all the times she had gone to the hospital and each time was worse than the one before....

My heart has been shattered, Into a million pieces, Ripped opened, My tender love, Spilling out. Unwanted. Pushed away. Leaving me alone, Confused, And feeling stupid, For believing In empty promises. Days turn into night, Night into days, As I stumble, Through, Not sure Which direction, To turn. Scared and alone, Desperate and unsure. My head spinning, My heart cracking, My face flooded with tears. Sad and alone, Without...

My New-ish Guitar

Me? I'm just a musing person, you can tell me by the way I write.

I bought a guitar on Friday. This is no ordinary, straight out-of-the-box, ready to play thing. Nope, it’s knackered. I bought a knackered guitar? Why the buggeration? Well, because I wanted the challenge of fixing it up. It has no electronics, no bridge, no scratch plate and the machine heads are really loose. The neck is in good shape, but the paintwork on the body is shoddy. I plan on upgrading as much as I can and kee...

Life has become a mess. Nothing seems right anymore. It seems I can't make sense of the world I lived before. Tied down with barbed wire to keep me from leaving here.I want a brand new start anywhere but there. I'm broken down inside.Can't seem to make sense of this life.I need another trysomewhere I won't feel dead and dry.I'm falling apart inside.Can't seem to figure out why. I want another trysomewhere I won't feel dea...