Montag, 31. August 2015

How do you sleep at night knowing that there is someone out there walking around with shattered pieces instead of a heart screaming and crying for you to come back?

Everyone is falling in love and I'm sitting here waiting for you to fall in love with me. But you won't because I fucked up.

Sonntag, 30. August 2015

I am almost over you, but I can't get over the fact that I still, after a year, after so many other guys, miss the sunday mornings with you when I made you breakfast after you kissed me to wake me up. I remember how we would always watch the same TV-shows and plan our wedding every week.

It hurts to see you even if I'm drunk

Mittwoch, 26. August 2015

I hope you'll realise how no one will ever feel about you like I do

Montag, 24. August 2015

What makes you so special that I sacrificed my sleep to wait for you to text me back?

Sonntag, 23. August 2015

Maybe you like her cause she's skinnier

I wished to be in hospital again, I was willing to go trough the immense amount of pain again so you would hold my hand again, so you would love me again. I was willing to die if I could spend my last days calling me your girlfriend.

I'm writing poems full of fear and sadness while you fuck that piece of shit, you're not worth it.

Dienstag, 18. August 2015

I can't motivate myself anymore. I can't even write anymore. I'm so tired, I need you.

Freitag, 14. August 2015

The tickling in my body won't go away since you're gone. I'm in constant fear, nothing is safe anymore. Nobody could ever stop me from panicking, you were the first and last one. I don't know how to stop it.

Donnerstag, 13. August 2015

It hurts to know that you never believed me when I've never loved so much before

When I was a kid I used to think about it as my superpowers. I thought the tickling in my body was to warn me about danger in the dark, under my bed, in the basement and in my closet. Now I know that there is no danger I have to fear, but my body won't stop alarming me. It won't stop leaving me in fear, it won't stop from panicking. My constant fear of death is slowly killing me. It got so intense that I'm afraid of my fears. The fact that I'm afraid to die kills me.

Mittwoch, 12. August 2015

I don't know what to do with myself, I hate my mind so much. I'm worse than cancer, I'm worse than hitler, I'm worse than war.
The world without me would be so much better. I would be happy to live, but I gotta prove that I'm a good person. I'll free the world of myself, I'll save you. 

You told me I'm bad, will I stop hurting you if I kill myself?

It hurts to breathe, my body refuses the oxygen. Why should I breathe when you're not there anymore?

I just want to drown in my tears

You want to erase yourself out of my life.
I could delete the pictures, but I'll never get you out of my head.

I'm afraid of forgetting how your voice sounded when you layed your head on my legs and closed your eyes, escaping your reality.

Dienstag, 11. August 2015

Baby, take a sleeping pill,
You might as well take two.
They drown the thoughts that want to kill
The life inside of you.
Honey, just drink alcohol,
Just drink very much.
It dries out the demons in your soul
And things that hurt like such.
Cutiepie, now slit your wrist,
Look, your blood is flowing.
Your eyes slowly fill with heavy mist,
You're cold as if it was snowing.

Babydoll, you commited suicide.
Hope you're happy on the other side.
Lovely, you are dying.
But finally, you stopped crying.

Hurting you was the worst thing I've ever did

Montag, 10. August 2015

You touched my heart, I didn't know it still existed. I'm not proud. I did everything wrong. I can't do anything right. I should stop doing things at all so i stop hurting you.

Sonntag, 9. August 2015

I can't breathe. It's not the snow in my lungs, it's not the drought in my throat.
My tears are flooding my body, it reached my lungs. I've cried too much, it's time.

I will have to take the pills when you find another girl, I will have to talk to someone and I will need something to numb the pain.

You broke my heart

You put your hand down my pants, I grab your arm and can't believe what's happening

Samstag, 8. August 2015

I remember all the things we had, I remember all your scars, I remember all your words and I will always remember the feelings you give me

My lips scream for yours, babe we're like high tide and low tide

Donnerstag, 6. August 2015

I get drunk with my friends in parking lots because there aren't art galleries or museums I can reach. And if you're drunk the whole world looks like art.

I miss the times in which you would hold me so close to your chest that I could only breathe through your lips

I miss the times in which you would hold me so close to your chest that I could only breathe through your lips

When I see you a blizzard bursts out in my head and the snow makes it hard to breathe, my lungs scream for your heat to melt the ice. But how am I supposed to make you kiss me when my mind is frozen and the snow makes it impossible to talk?

Dienstag, 4. August 2015

Sonntag, 2. August 2015

If I am able to choose a thing to destroy myself, I wouldn't pick alcohol. I wouldn't pick an illness. I wouldn't pick an accident. I wouldn't pick a tragedy. I wouldn't pick heroin or cocaine. I wouldn't pick nicotine. I wouldn't pick the lies going around. I would always choose you. Even if it's the most painful way, even if it takes years. I will always choose to die on you.