Author: dress her up in fairytales PM
[like this, we are at our best.]Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst - Words: 156 - Reviews: 6 - Published: 06-11-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2374945
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my heart is breaking (again).
these words are empty.
this feeling is numb and
(oh, it hurts so much in ways
that bleeding could never show.)
and i never knew that guilt could hurt this much.
i only wish i could make everything disappear.
(after all, haven't we always wanted to disappear?)
we could be nothingness, my dear, and we could
be like that forever. because it seems that i won't
be able to escape this bleeding. how silly it was
for me to say, "just this once and never again."
now i know that we could go back.
no matter how many memories
we decided to bring back or
how many we decide to bury.
(and i buried mine in the backyard,
scratching at fresh scars too long ago.)
we'll barricade ourselves and build walls
as long as we never have to feel any pain.