lifted by your arms
i breathe
held tight close to your arms
i see
all these illusions of a happy begining
lies
taunting me..as if i were a child
bounded by your confidence
i cry
alone in the shadows i hide
awaiting for your arrival
just silently waiting for you
when you turn at me
look at me
see me
i allow it
everything
ignorance is my bliss
closing my eyes so i may never see reality
living in this dreamworld where you and I can always be
together
happiness
look at that pretty girl there
lying in that casket
hair curled pretty bows what a pretty girl
so pure and innocent she seems
what a pretty girl
whats that she holds? a heart?
cant be?
that pretty girl with curls? cant be?
who does the heart belong to? cant it be?
does it belong to he?
ignorance equals temperary tranquitlity
peace at mind can never be
-me
and also to say "go kill yourself" is just plain bastardly rude
liv
--janeisdead
i don't know..
creepy how people hold onto things.
(venomeyes)
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