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Out of Breath AgainOut of breath, alone and confused... The taste of life has deadened on these lips. And no more teaspoons of half-hearted maybes. Or cups full of powdered lies. I'll take that last pint of our last hope. Swallow it in gulps and watch the world repaint itself again before it fades. Could I really take my life when the world is only grey, and shadows still flicker beyond an eyelash? Maybe.. No, I shoved that down your throat and would never want to hear it shrill in my ears again. But here I am.. out of breath but lacking the lungs to gasp. Lacking the soulOut of Breath Again
by ~overratedanonymus
Inside OutInside out, this crawling feeling, it nags at me and twists around my thoughts. Naked and alone, I try to push these things aside. This is my mind, and no one should be allowed in. But I can't shrug off the feelingInside Out
someone is reading me like a book. Perhaps laughing, but I couldn't know. At times it grows, and I feel like a hand has its hold on my heart. I hate it; I hate this feeling of being inside out.
by ~overratedanonymus
Between You and MeBetween you an me, my little striped friend, I really don't have the right words to say to fill your little blanks. I could stare all day at a little box, but what I really want to scream.. My thoughts I can never explain. Between you and me, my little wooden friend, I really don't have the prettiest handwriting for the numerous love poems that litter my desk. I could practice all day with my left hand and feel a little glory at writing the letter "A" without a twitch. But the writing is still the same, and sometimes I fear it reflects me, who I truly am. Between yoBetween You and Me
by ~overratedanonymus
WorthlessYou smile at me, but I flinch away. Inside, I can't stop this feeling, this overwhelming shame of myself. And I could stare at my feet all day and be content with the patterns on the floor. To look up and see your face.. To look up and hear my heart race.. To look up to merely look back down.. I'm worthless under your gaze.Worthless
I smile at you, but you don't return it. I try to make small talk, but that ends with funny looks and sad thoughts I can't stop until I write them down. Even then, my mind hears the words I've already said. To write them down.. and k
by ~overratedanonymus
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