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Heart Beating

Never Free

by theforgottenfew 8/22/2013

written by theforgottenfew

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Running in circles,

You fall,

Digging deeper,

Confused.

Lost.

Your lost.

Breathing…

Seeing…

Heart beating…

Blood rushing through your veins.

But what is this filth that your breathing?

What is this desecration that your seeing?

Why is your heart beating when you don’t really live?

Why is your blood flowing when you can’t understand your life or what’s left of it?

Life…

Living a terminal disease,

Everyday you live your moving closer to dying.

Try and show yourself why…

You don’t know why…

You can’t find the truth.

You don’t know whereÂ your going.

People lose your trust.

But who are you to trust when you can’t even trust yourself?

Your psyche […]

8/22/2013 6 comments

Look Past My Eyes

by EmoCookie 1/14/2013

written by EmoCookie

By:EmoCookie

We look each other Â in the eyes

you tell me you love me and that you

know me from the back of your

hands, but now that you are looking

in my eyes look more in and see

the real me. you may be scared at

first but keep looking at my eyes. My

pain may eat into your soul, but

KEEP looking into my eyes! You say

you love me, you say you know me

from the back of your hands. Well to tell

Â you the truth you don’t […]

1/14/2013 0 comment

by Imsodone 10/27/2012

written by Imsodone

I’m home alone, the only thing I can hear is the clocks ticking and my heart beating. that’s not entirely true, I hear my thoughts. my awful thoughts that tell me that I’ve had enough. the thing is I’m scared to give in. I’m scared to give up.

I was watching a movie with my family the other night, and I remember what one of the characters said to another, “Fear is what keeps us alive” right about now, I’m assuming that’s true. that’s the only thing keeping me alive. I want to die, but I’m afraid of what will happen to everyone else. leaving behind […]

10/27/2012 0 comment

i am the sacrifice

by --334560 7/2/2012

written by --334560

i cant stand that he still gets to walk around. he still gets to drink his beer sit on his fat ass walk around like he owns everyone spend all day on the computer stalking people on facebook. i cant stand that he will never be held accountable for the hell he made me experience and for ruining my life. all i feel is a very deep hatred that goes beyond what my body can contain. i hate having to see him. i wish i would never see him again. the problem is that my mother is still married to him and i love and […]

7/2/2012 4 comments