scarlettdeathlover

My heart is not your toy Your play thing I am not something to be used then tossed aside And picked up again when you get bored Your love is true you say Lies Lies Through my tears I see your eyes are dry I leave you now with some regret My heart Sqashed in your cold, evil hands Hasn't the strength to leave You hold it Strong Relentless You hold me to you On my death bed I call to you Will you come?

I can feel you drifting farther The silence is deafening There's no air here Your voice no longer fills my ears The happiness is gone... ...My darkness returns The words are harsh I don't want to hear But I need you to tell me.. Is this the end?

Alone. I can hear the slow beating of my heart Tears sting my eyes as I remember the things that went wrong and how we could have made it better I hiss at the darkness and long to feel your embrace, your hand in mine, your lips against mine I wish I could hear your voice again as you whisper in my ear "I love you" I cry I remember every day we spent together and I wish you were mine again I feel alone without you, incomplete You and you alone have made me feel whole again My heart, which used to pound like a million hammers is now silent, sad, and longing to feel you again I hear my phone, blaring in my ears like sirens I pick it u

 I walked back to my sister's house alone, needing time to myself. To think. Rain started to fall but I didn't quicken my pace. As I walked up on to the porch I could hear someone calling my name and I stopped. "What do you want?" I asked acidly. "I want to make things right again" Derek said I curled my hands into fists at my sides "I have nothing to say to you. Don't waste my time" I can't believe I tried to kill myself because of you, I thought. As I walked away he grabbed my wrist "Evan please, I didn't-" I cut him off "Shut. Up. Derek, I saw you kiss him and I heard you tell Jenna that you kissed him. And you're going to stand t

Tear and tear are spelled the same. In a way, they are the same. When love is lost and your hurt and betrayed, it is as though your heart is torn and you can't go on living. It is this tear in your heart that brings you to tears. You wish that you could have saved it, stopped the heartbreak but there was nothing you could have done. Tear and tear are spelled the same. In a way, they are the same. Even if you stitch up the tear, it still leaves a scar. Your heartbreak cannot be forgotten.