When I let you go so easily, it's not because I don't want you there. It's because I'm afraid of keeping you somewhere you don't want to be. And when I ask if I should leave, I desperately hope for you to say no, because I fear a time will come where everyone will say yes, and the empty feeling in my stomach will never cease to exist, and the tears will flow freely no matter who's around to see them. No matter who's around to care. I fear that I'll go back to being the little girl in the corner crying during recess because she has no one to play with. Because no one liked her. No one wanted her around. No one cared if she ceased to exist. I f
The day you left me
The day I learned what it was like to have a broken heart
The day I first cried myself to sleep
That was the day I stopped loving you fully
The day you came back
The day you told me about your new girlfriend
The day I learned what it felt like to be left for someone else
That was the day I learned how little I meant to you
The last day I talked to you
The day you left me for six months
The day you walked out of my life
That was the day I stopped being able to trust anyone with my heart
The prince saves the princess
The hero saves the queen
The knight saves his love
These stories surround everything
The moon and the sun
Star crossed lovers
The villain falls
And no one but him suffers
And yet here I stand
The girl you couldn't save
Torn with grief
Love's one and only slave
There was no fight
There was no war
Only silence and suffering
What was I living for?
And the worst of all
Far worse than your inability to save me
Is that even after all of this
I will never stay in your memory
No,
After all of this,
I will never be a memory...
I don't like it here. It's dark. It smells. I think I hear a rat. They conduct tests on us here. I can hear the screams. I can hear them thrashing around, feel the restraints digging into their wrists and ankles, almost as though it's me tied to that table, and not them. Lord knows it has been. My hair is greasy. I try to run my fingers through it but give up after the third knot. My fingers are covered in the thin, slippery film. I don't like it. What had happened to me? There was so much red. Someone was whispering that it was okay. Someone else was laughing hysterically. I didn't recognize the laugh, but I got the nagging feeling to focus
A beautiful bird
A stunning sky blue
Wings glistening in the light
Silent
An iron cage
Cold and foreboding
Dull and lifeless
Encasing
Oh, little bird
Why don’t you sing?
The little girl
Oh how she misses your songs so
Little bird
Do you not like your life?
Your safe, protected life?
Where you will never be harmed?
“No”
“No” Chimed the bird
“I do not like this life”
“This life of harnesses and restraints”
“I long to be free”
“I long to sing”
“I long to fly”
Oh, little bird
It is dangerous out there
You will surely be eaten
You will surely be harmed
I love you.
More than the amout of stars that line the sky,
I love you.
And on those cloudy nights
Where I gaze up and find
That the stars are hiding
I'm reminded of you
Because there are times when I lose sight of you
In all the fray of the world as a whole
But I know that you'll be back
Burning bright in my heart
Lighting my way
And showing me that I'm never alone
Just like how the stars light up the night
I love you
And if the world were to end tomorrow,
I would love you no less and no more
Because there is no possible way that the love I feel
Could ever go away
And there is no way
That I could love you any more than I do now
I love you
An
I don't like it here. It's dark. It smells. I think I hear a rat. They conduct tests on us here. I can hear the screams. I can hear them thrashing around, feel the restraints digging into their wrists and ankles, almost as though it's me tied to that table, and not them. Lord knows it has been. My hair is greasy. I try to run my fingers through it but give up after the third knot. My fingers are covered in the thin, slippery film. I don't like it. What had happened to me? There was so much red. Someone was whispering that it was okay. Someone else was laughing hysterically. I didn't recognize the laugh, but I got the nagging feeling to focus
Idk what to put in these kinds of things... Ummm I'm a chick. If you didn't know that, you are just plain stupid. I'm random and very bipolar. I'm kinda weird. (KINDA!? lol WHUT!? MORE LIKE SUPER!) All my art is either depressing, motivational, gorey, or happy. owo A lot of my stuff has deeper meanings but I doubt I'll ever actually TELL them to you. =w= You will forever wonder... (~o3o)~ K WELL BYES!
Oh and one more note, STOP STALKING MY PROFILE! >8U
This WONDERFUL drawing of Ciel Phantomhive is made by the AMAZING artist Chikukko I HIGHLY suggest looking at her gallery and/or following her.
Uh so for those that are potentially wondering... I AM STILL ALIVE. My kik/line is lexi61299 and my Discord is LittleBrokenDoll#1717... But just a warning to anyone tryna reach out to me, I'm far from the person I used to be, so go into this without ...
IT. WAS. SO. FUCKIN. EPICCCCCCCCC. I BOUGHT THREE POKEMON PINS, TWO KINGDOM HEARTS DRAWINGS, A DRAWING OF L FROM DEATH NOTE, A WALL SCROLL OF KIRITO AND ASUNA, A HAMSTER PLUSHIE, AN ALPACA PLUSHIE, AND A SET OF CAT EARS OMG I GOT A PERSONALIZED PASS AND I HAD SO MUCH FUN THERE WERE SO MANY COOL COSPLAYS OMG LIKE *SQUEEEEEEEE* K anyway I'm tired so bye