

how many yearsslit the time & wash away the magic in time a moment can be nothing but in a world of horrible make believe time is everything how many years will it behow many years
until we can pass by without looking back without wondering where it left how many times will we look back & wonder what that night could of brought us what that night could of done to us in how many years will we forget in how many ways will we remeber we're not as unusal as we are told what will happen after we realize that all of this is our fault. then slit my wrist and make me bleed watch the


Untitled Little Girl 2I guess you dont get the concept of the the words the i'm throwing at you cheating wasnt the only issue happy birthday i told myself a concept i chose to ignore when i finally stopped crying it all became a blur and nothing else seemed to matter a moment went by and i realized you are just like the rest of them cheating wasnt my only issue the lies made it worse five days isnt long enough to let this little girl go untitled five days was long enough to make her cry her eyes out now shes blinded by the past thats tormenting her future &nUntitled Little Girl 2


Untitled For Nowyou think she understood you when you left her drifting a world painted black the sky seemed to be falling when her eyes would close shes losing the touch that she use to feel inside ignorance haunted her every breath but for now shes left untitled what keeps her from waking what makes her keep dreaming now theres nothing that can help when there was nobody there anyways will the silence get to her when the words make her quiver shes lost in her own argument lost in this modern time wash away the very last breath keep away the very lastUntitled For Now


She was brokenshe was brokenShe was broken
but nobody noticed
she was screaming
but nobody heard her the world closed her out there was nothing left to ponder words keep spilling out the silence condems the words like nothing else was alive and nothing was left to care she felt like she was being haunted by the emotions she hides being blind to the living and hidden from the dead to much of this is just as tough as living alone and wondering what was left to ponder &
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