February 2012
36 posts
Myself.
I no longer have him.
And I surely no longer have my pride.
Both, gone.
Due to what he did.
But the fact that I know and can admit everything,
To myself…
I know that he didn’t take my brains or my ambition.
And,
I’ll be back.
Hide.
Moving On
proudmommy10171214:
Blacked out
Memories
Pieces missing
Searching
My brain
For answers
No one understands
What it is like
To lose yourself
To give yourself
To someone
Who wants
A puppet
No one understands
Why I stayed
So hard to
Explain
Why I was
So afraid
Not supposed
To be sad
Not supposed
To be angry
About it
Just supposed
To be sorry
I don’t
Know what
Else to do
...
You want to hold onto something, but it's ruining...
2*7*12
I fell for every empty word you said.
January 2012
106 posts
Forever is a lie.
iamcupcakee:
Butterflies die.
They whither. They wrinkle.
Once beautiful. Now nothing.
The wind carelessly sweeping them away.
Until a new butterfly takes its place.
