Sweet baby Jesus. idk. People older then me say it in times of exetreme shock.

Nik.
Holy god.
Seriously.
...
Woah.

*shakes head*
Kid. Get over it, you're a fucking genius.
AND YES, Nik, more genius then my boyfriend and Stephen Hawking.
Always.

But dude.
Just fucking wow.

I wrote this a while ago, so sorry if it sucks, which it probably does.

When she looks in the mirror she hates what she sees.

A sad, frowning, unhappy girl barely staying on her feet.

What happened to the happy little girl she used to know?

The girl that would smile and it would positively glow.

She's gone now, and she's never coming back.

She probably just died of a mental heart attack.

Burried deep beneath her mind,

is the tiny shineing girl she can no longer find.

Ripped from her childhood, torn from her past,

it all happened way too fast.

She knows it isn't fair, she knows it isn't right.

But she's in no matter now to put up a fight.

She doesn't have the strength, nor the desire,

but in her broken heart she knows that man is a liar

It's over her head, and way past bad.

She's always so upset, afraid and sad.

Nothing seems to help.

Not even a hand on her shoulder that she had so long ago felt.

She knows she has to deal with the girl in the mirror.

And she knows the day of happiness isn't coming any nearer.

(:

Le Fin
Caught in the throes of passion
where innocence is lost between the sheets of rushing stardom
go on, pass by
Lucid dreaming creeps within
and I'm stupid for all that I believed from your bright mouth, love
please pass me by

Low, low, low voice
Go away, I know you're here to stay
Low, low, low waters,
Can't you tell, I thought I knew you well
pass me by

Helplessness brought us all here
our innocence is gone before we can even say a word
go on, miss me
Playing games like this is fun
but it gets old before I ever start playing, my love
please catch my eye

Can you go away
Lose me deep, as long as I'm asleep
Death, pass me by
'Cause I'm falling down this hill, so still
Death, catch my eye.
-le fin-

I'm being an overtired brat.


Jealousy flaring, my heart is burning
But it’s passed off as fun. And now I can’t breathe.
And tears are tearing their way down my face
Leaving scorching marks of agony in their sodden wake
My breathings turned to naught and I’m shaking, shuddering.
I thought I was safe, beyond my rabid jealousy.
But apparently not, and it’s worse than before. Worse than it all.
Because I gave you my trust and expected you to keep it well.
Look where it’s gotten us. You’re so unaware and I’m agonized.
I’m heading down, a bullet to my dreams and I was lost.
And I guess you’ll just never know. Because I won’t speak of it.
I’ll just quiet and wait for this pain to numb, to fade so I can be sick.
So I can let my cracked heart scratch at my throat as it comes up.
Choking on the bits and pieces of forbidden love, unaware.

-Unfinished Sacrafice-

...idek.

How many ways can you write up a scoreboard?
With ink…with chalk…there's got to be more
but it's different because of you.

You painted with smiles and you painted with tears,
so why am I so wet with the fear
that this old board means nothing to you?

How many clocks sit wasted away
never wanting to see the day
again? Is that all I am to you?

How long do I have until the alarms start blaring
and you start to stop caring?
Should I do the same to you?

A rock in the water: never budging, never moving.
And even though that old tree was never approving,
I'll brush on by you,

On my way down the current
to the delta, where the alarms are parents'
croaking and the rocks are always rolling.

Where there's no brushes for tears
or alarm clocks for fears.
Where there's no you.

okay..its unfinished and is quite bad...

We haven't been this way forever
i want to step in the sand
and wash away
wash away from all the things you say.

you would say:
"nothing really matters
when you're not here it's not the same"
but i have learnt
that's just those complicated games you play.