Going back in time. by adarkeninglight, literature
Literature
Going back in time.
I wish I knew the meaning of strength.
Forgiving and forgetting requires a measure I have never possessed; holding onto this will burn me even as I set the fire around your feet.
I was banished from you before I learnt how to let go. I cry in the dark and you will never hear it.
Bastard.
Bastard.
I still love you.
Let it go.
I don't like those words.
They don't come easily to me.
Grab on, I scream.
Grab on and hold on and hold
Tight, to the end.
Never give up.
Quitters never win
And I -
I have to win.
I play games with you in my head.
You don't realise.
You never have.
Scars.
We all have them
Running deep
Shallow
Like light
In those hard to find places.
Tell
Me what happens
When it happens
When you bleed
And the world sees you
For as you really
Are.
A
Wound
Deep inside.
Too big to leave a scar
Ruler straight mark
Across the
Heart.
Maybe
You'll never notice
That
I
Am not like you
I live in
Hope.
This
Is what I learn.
Hope
Will kill you
Hope
Can't save you.
You can't
Bleed out when
You're already
Dead
Inside.
Screw the music. Sod the stupid written love. They know nothing. Just words, all of it, words.
Words don't mean shit. I love you can easily become I hate you. Promises come out as bubbles and fade just as soon. You can't tell me what this pain is like, because it's just words you're speaking. Give me your sound, your emotion, your raw cry and maybe I will understand. Give me a word and I will walk away.
Who is he, this boy.
To set alight my heart.
Strange thoughts occurring; flame of possibility.
A red, red pain. White at the centre,
In it's purity of feeling. Then
Dark; to red, to crimson, to carmine. To blood.
Consumed.
Cleansed of my past, I am made anew.
All because of him.
I love him. I love him.
Going back in time. by adarkeninglight, literature
Literature
Going back in time.
I wish I knew the meaning of strength.
Forgiving and forgetting requires a measure I have never possessed; holding onto this will burn me even as I set the fire around your feet.
I was banished from you before I learnt how to let go. I cry in the dark and you will never hear it.
Bastard.
Bastard.
I still love you.
Let it go.
I don't like those words.
They don't come easily to me.
Grab on, I scream.
Grab on and hold on and hold
Tight, to the end.
Never give up.
Quitters never win
And I -
I have to win.
I play games with you in my head.
You don't realise.
You never have.
Scars.
We all have them
Running deep
Shallow
Like light
In those hard to find places.
Tell
Me what happens
When it happens
When you bleed
And the world sees you
For as you really
Are.
A
Wound
Deep inside.
Too big to leave a scar
Ruler straight mark
Across the
Heart.
Maybe
You'll never notice
That
I
Am not like you
I live in
Hope.
This
Is what I learn.
Hope
Will kill you
Hope
Can't save you.
You can't
Bleed out when
You're already
Dead
Inside.
Screw the music. Sod the stupid written love. They know nothing. Just words, all of it, words.
Words don't mean shit. I love you can easily become I hate you. Promises come out as bubbles and fade just as soon. You can't tell me what this pain is like, because it's just words you're speaking. Give me your sound, your emotion, your raw cry and maybe I will understand. Give me a word and I will walk away.
Our pain is sweet but never short
We live in fear of getting caught
A sharpened knife is our best friend
We count the days until the end.
Red rule lines across our arms
We wont protect ourselves from harm
We wont, you see, for we are they
The ones whove found a way to stray
Off the path and into dark
Another cut, another mark
Memories like indelible ink
We have brought ourselves to the brink
Of life and death, of earth and sky
Please ask yourselves:
What am I?
The answer: SELF HARMER.
The wind may howl in silent streams
The earth may sleep in distant dreams
But you, my dove, are here in peace
We love together, rest in ease
When seas pull back the endless tide
And creatures small do run and hide
We stand together, hand in hand
Watch water ravage broken lands
Fires may spill from open wounds
Our baby turns within the womb
When ash rains down in flaking heat
His heart will beat, and beat, and beat.
The moon will sink below the skies
Our bones beneath the earth will lie
Our line survives, both strong and true
For you loved me, and I loved you.
Surround yourself with nettles.
Like lovers, their sting
Lies in their gentlest touch.
Be not afraid
To caress them, cherish them.
Seize their roots,
Pull them gently skywards.
A life in soil is not for them.
Speak not a single word
'Less death should drop from lips
Once red; now pale
In the agony of silence.
Linger among them.
After all, they are
Your oldest friends.
You have, and will,
Spend years with them.
Allow your hopes to flourish
As you crush stems and
Strip away fibres.
Roll them between ruined fingers
Suffer silently.
When cords of discomfort
Lie about you
Then may you begin
from afar, from afar
my pretty princess
your golden hair
once, i saw you illuminated
and i was, too
in a window, it was quite dark
my thoughts are dark too
courtly, courtly
will you be my love
i place you on pedestals
once, i was so close as to
touch, you
in that loud room, we danced
i almost danced with you
I'd tell you about myself, but I haven't actually found anything out yet.
Current Residence: Manchester Favourite genre of music: Alt rock Favourite style of art: Fantasy stuff MP3 player of choice: iPod Personal Quote: ''im insane, get out of my way''
Favourite Movies
Alice in Wonderland 2010
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Florence + the Machine, Muse, Lostprophets ect
Favourite Writers
Hughes.
Other Interests
VROOMing(thats a bike), reading, writing, bugging people...
so!....
first group hospital thing this week
what fun
shall i tell them the truth?
nahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
its so much more fun to keep everyone guessing (Y)