poems and crap

Listening to: new-no doubt
Feeling: fine
i have butterflies in my tummy right now....idk why. now i know ya'll are just waiting to hear about what ive written in my journal lately. so here it goes. **i wrote this after reading a dark story written by a close friend of mine** you knock me down and i come back for more daddys little girl is a masochistic whore as i wipe the blood from upon my lips you come to see that heart is at your fingertips i can see the venom that is in your eyes and i now know that it is impossible for anyone to hear my cries as i lean in for your deatwish kiss i wonder how it came to this... meh..that kinda sucked. so heres something short i wrote to go with her story too... no more tears to cry only because this wells ran dry you dont notice the pain inside bat your eyelashes, pass on by i knew there was no point in saying goodbye hmm heres somethin i wrote yesterday. do you know what it feels like to lose everyting that was dear to you? or to go to bed at night and have the loveliest dreams, only to wake up and realize that its just that. nothing more than a fantasy. it pains me to know, that i will never be in your arms again. even though i know i wasnt in the first place.... aghh gtg out to dinner...ill write more later.
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I have those dreams all the fricking time, and I get really sick of having them.
[Anonymous]
thanks. no way, he's definately my husband :]
[Anonymous]