Remembering the small things...
the words that remind me of your small touches and soft kisses...
Ghost remnants of those once beautiful moments shared only between us...
Living in our very own shared realm of love...your hands on my body your words in my mind...
I cant escape the beautiful memories of you...
Missing you so much but never speaking the words...
Wonderful you are but so far away your remain...
I am yours and you know it..
Trapped in my minds maze of just you...
I want you and cant tell you...
I don't want to live with only phantom touches and memories I want them back...
Please bring them back...please let me be your sweets again...
Stop. Don't turn around. I'm here waiting for you. Looking always searching. Can't find my heart among the broken dreams. In love with them I am...was. Take with you my everything. My ragged breath my jagged soul. My everything please with you, take. My brain's synapses slowing down. Can't compete with a broken world with no wonderful dreams. Breathe life back into me. Mend that which is broken. Take away the pain. My blood running like ice in my veins. Take me away from this world. Please oh god please make it stop. My skin as though it is burning. Melting away...turn around if you can handle seeing me writhe and contort in pain. If you can handle it please pull me up and take me away. That spotlight its coming don't look at it run...run...run. Fast feet pounding the ground like as a relentless rain in an early spring thunderstorm.*wake up* Breathing fast...body coated in sweat....looking around...making little sense...finally awake...finally escaped....
Writing writing writing....turn it around its to soft now...but now that its turned is it to hard...does it cut you in the places that cant be seen...does it make you scared for me...to be near me around me by me...do you hate the way I make you cringe and pull away...do you like the feeling of me ripping into the feelings of your mind and heart...I want my words to caress everything that you are...no more smooth easy writing...turn your words around she said and I did...grab them by the air in the lungs...am I doing this to you when my words stomp around your mind and heart....do you want more...can you take more then what I've wrote here...be afraid...I may just stop your breathing altogether....quick look away...you know you cant handle the words that echo pain and anger....
