I’m sorry…for neglecting your needs. I’m sorry…for thinking you could handle just about anything. I’m sorry…for pushing you past your limits. I’m sorry…for never really letting you have a say. I’m sorry…that you were hurting in the dark. I’m sorry…that I can’t change the past. I’m sorry…that your scars are permanent. I’m sorry…that the memories… Read More Sorry, Now and Forever
A “label” gives information about us, right? It kinda defines us in some way or another, to a certain extent. It kinda tells the world about who we are. Label – (n.) a small piece of paper, fabric, plastic, or similar material attached to an object and giving information about it We are defined by… Read More Labeled. Tagged. Defined.
For the scars on my body which granted me life after my surgery at one day old. For the constant crying that kept you up at night while I was healing. For the worry that I made you feel as I was growing up. For the concerns that always wondered your thoughts whenever you looked… Read More Sorry…
Emotionless. Isolated. Numb. Cold. Empty. Guarded. When you look at me, I wonder if you see the demons through my eyes. When you talk to me, I wonder if you can feel their presence in my mind. When you approach me, I wonder if you can sense their aura around me. When you touch me,… Read More A New Friend?
I remember you. I remember your dark and mysterious eyes. I remember your intimidating vibe. I remember the coldness in your voice and that spec of evil in your laughs. I remember you. But, then again, I never knew you…did I? I could never understand what went on in your mind, or why. I could… Read More 666
Let’s call her Scarlett – Scar, for short. She’s someone who does not care for others, not more than her personal gain. She’s someone who is selfish and deceitful, and isn’t surprised when others are the same. She’s someone who does not know mercy and plays with others pain and weaknesses for her own amusement.… Read More Devil’s Angel
I don’t care how many times you screwed up in your past. I don’t care how much you messed up. I don’t care what things you regret but can’t take back. I don’t care as long as you’ve learned from your mistakes and have grown as a person. I don’t care about your past. I… Read More I See You
She looks into his eyes. There’s something different about him. There’s something different…about her when she’s with him. “It’s…just…different…” She explains to her friends, not knowing what else to say. “I know” Her best friend smiles. Her best friend doesn’t know how to describe it either. They see this boy bringing back the happy girl… Read More He Brings Her Back
What do I think when you look into my eyes? You’re searching for something that might not exist in me anymore. You’re searching for a heart. You’re searching for something more than the impression I knowingly put on front. You’re searching for a human. You’re searching for…who I use to be. But that isn’t me… Read More Can’t Return to History
He looked past their pain. He found it amusing when they were struggling with confusion. He was intrigued by their compassion and loyalty. He felt empowered through their suffering. He mocked those who talked about being selfless. He teased those who fought against their desire behind selfishness. He laughed at their questioning thoughts about good… Read More Him VS Her…Everyday