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living in a dream.I was always sensitive,
one single word could have broke me,
but you always made me one step stronger.

You made me believe that there was light on the other side,
and then you left.
Things haven't been the same without you,
I'm still calling your name at night.

Whenever the wind whispers,
I swear that it has your voice.
I never want to live again.

never alive.Sometimes when you close your eyes
you can hear the sound of music
whenever you hum yourself to sleep
to save yourself from the sound of heartache.

But if you listen really hard,
you can find the missing piece in your heart
that is only complete with you.
I try to be strong without you,
but the truth is that without you
I can never feel whole.
(and the truth is that the world has never hurt this much before.)

paint it black.I can't wait until love doesn't matter anymore,
or if it's that little giddy feeling people feel that they try to avoid.
(Didn't you hear that pain was the new beautiful?)

I'll have the whole world painted black
so it could match my aching heart
that isn't complete whenever you're gone.
(I'm so tired of bleeding for you.
I can't continue to need you
more than you need me.)

Painting everything black
doesn't hurt when you feel numb.
(You have my heart.)

one, two, three, four.She's got a gun planted on her chest
for all of the wrong reasons,
and once she counts to five
she's taking her own life
so she can see you again.
And this pain has never felt so raw before,
it's like every time I close my eyes I see nothing but your face.

She's got a voice that would kill hearts
if you ever dared to get too close,
so she spends her nights alone
letting the music echo through the walls.
She doesn't know yet that her heart was taken away six months ago
the second that you left.

She's got nothing left to her anymore,
but the truth is that she's never looked so beautiful.
(and you're still flawless.)

dancing dead.i. I find myself losing more and more pieces of my heart
ever since you've left.
It's like I'm only here to die
because I'll never survive without you.

ii. Your smile looks so wrong
whenever it's upside down
because you can't see the light in your eyes
that makes you look like a devil in disguise.
(It's like I'm stuck in an incomplete love song.)

You promised me that we would dance when we died
so we could float into afterlife,
but you never were the type to keep your promises.
(Now it's like I'm dancing dead
even though I'm alive.)

broken muse.''I'm only complete with you, angel.''

''And why is that?''

''Because, you're my missing chord in my broken song. You're the missing piece in my heart. I only feel complete when I'm with you.''

''But you shouldn't love me, there's nothing to love.''

''Are we talking about the same person here, baby doll? Because you're everything to me and more. I'm the one who doesn't deserve you. Why don't you ever sing anymore?''

''Because I have nothing left to sing about, I have nothing left in my heart- everything's been taken away. My heart is too numb to feel anything.''

''What if I try and fix you? I miss your voice, angel.''

''You can try all

second heartbeat.One.

I always admired you
because you're a star in the fallen
whenever you sang a sad song
so you could turn it into something beautiful.
(I used to kill to have a voice like you.)

I always looked into your big brown eyes
to see a story of a broken man
trying to get by with no life inside his heart.
It always took everything I had left inside me to not run to you,
and I always felt a piece of me dying
whenever I looked deep into your smile.
(And the truth is that I'm just like you.)

Two.

When I was ten you would exclude me out of public events
because you believed people would end up breaking my heart,
but the truth i

scream, scream, scream.She said, ''Tell me a lie.''

He said, ''Death doesn't hurt as long as you don't feel alive.''

(But she's been waiting for death
whenever her voice gave out
and her whole world went numb ever since you've left.
She's never felt so dead before,
all she ever wanted was a heart.)

''Why is your face so white?''
''Because I'm trying to convince myself that I was born a ghost.''

(She constantly smeared her mascara on purpose
because people always believed she was a monster,
but the truth is she had a heart of gold.
She always made a sad song a masterpiece
because music was always her heart.)

''If you could have anything, what woul

never grow up. Quite Frankly,
I need more of you in my life
because you make life more beautiful.

save the memories.''Don't sleep tonight, little angel.
Just hear my voice in your heart
and know that I'm with you tonight.''

It seems like only yesterday when I saw your face.
(I just want to call your name
but I know you'll never answer again.
It's so hard to say goodbye,
but I know you're not here.)

You were always the one who would look into my eyes
and make me believe in life again.
Now every single part of me aches,
because you're not here.

Sometimes I feel broken inside.
(You always taught me that distance means nothing,
but you were more of a part of me than you ever knew.)

i can't love you anymore.She stares into space
as she wills herself to forget about him,
but it feels like so long ago since she's ever heard ''I love you''
since she feels like her heart is silently dying
because the edges are cracked
as she silently hums her favorite song,
but once she finally realizes that you always sang her song,
she cries herself to sleep
until she can't feel anymore pain.

Whenever she wakes up,
she feels an aching in her chest
as she looks into the mirror to see circles under her eyes
that are covering up her beautiful blue eyes
that had you chasing for her.
(and she never has felt so lost and alone before.)

She wonders

starstruck. The wind whispers,
and I swear
that it has your voice
as you sing me a stricken love song
about a girl with no heart
that becomes a witch in disguise.

Love has always been wicked,
but you always left me starstruck.

together again.Whenever there was a fire pit
we would dance in fire
and burn in hell together.
(Nothing ever mattered to me
as long as I was with you.
It was no secret that you owned my heart.)

You always dreamed of dark things
that gave you nightmares every night.
You always said that nightmares were your best friend
because they inspired you
and made you into a monster.
(You must've stabbed yourself fifty times
in your dreams,
but whenever you woke up screaming
you would always be alive.)

(I must've told you
to believe in yourself fifty times.
I'll burn in hell with you
so we could be together again.)

i'll be your shining star.Last night I went outside
and counted stars in my head
as I dreamed of you.
You've never felt so close to me before,
it's like I could almost feel you next to me.

Feeling alive has never felt so right.

i'm never going home.She's being sent to hell
because the world shunned her
for having a black heart
that wouldn't function.
(If you picked her up,
you would feel her bones sticking out of her back.
She would never eat anymore
because she felt like food was poison
that would kill her body.
She had the most beautiful high cheekbones,
but everyone always thought she was a emotional mess
who couldn't live.)

She's an expert at lying to herself
who stares into the mirror for hours
trying to find herself again,
but she lost herself when you left.
(She's always trying to pick up the broken pieces,
but there's nothing left to her anymore

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by ~FallApartToHalftime, Mar 12, 2011, 8:17:45 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Urban & Spoken Word

_{I know I've been doing things that I'd say
I'd never do again.
Perhaps this is what is making me
fall back.

Maybe I'm really not okay again.}

D e n i a l.by ~FallApartToHalftime

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Urban & Spoken Word

_{I know I've been doing things that I'd say that I'd never do in my life again.. That I know that I shouldn't be doing.. That I know that are dangerous and can be deathly.. But.. The problem is.. That I don't know how to stop.

I don't know how to stop cutting, when it's all that I've ever known how to do. I don't know how to have a ''good, positive mind'' and how to ''love myself'' when I'm such a fucking pessimist when it comes to myself. I don't know how to ever be happy when I have depression. I don't know how to escape my life in anyway other than poetry, or music.

I just don't know. I promised I would quit cutting, that I would quit being anorexic.. That I would get better, because I have you now.. But I just don't know how I could ever bring myself to quit.. It's all I've ever known how to do.

..I'm such a monster. I'm sorry for letting you down.}

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=Louised Mar 14, 2011 Student General Artist

Excellent- This speaks to me

~FallApartToHalftime Mar 14, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

_{thank you, and i'm glad it speaks to you. <3}

~masvida Mar 13, 2011

I agree with you. You're hurting yourself. But I also disagree, you're not a disappointment, monster, or any of what you say.

We're all incredibly proud of you for trying so hard. For being you.

~FallApartToHalftime Mar 13, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

_{I don't care if I'm hurting myself anymore, I'm so used to hurting myself that it doesn't even bother me anymore. I'm so used to it that it's all I ever know how to do anymore. it's all my family knows how to do. We all hate looking at mirrors, I got that trait from my father. My father would rather PUNCH the mirror than look at his reflection. I got my dad's insecurites, i got my dad's emotional problems, I got my dad's bad temper and my ''sailor mouth'' from him, too. I'm a lot like my dad. It just runs in the family.}

~masvida Mar 13, 2011

Yeah, well, i care and what you wrote shows you do care.
Excuses won't get you anywhere with that. Inherited or no, it's not okay.

~FallApartToHalftime Mar 13, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

_...k

~masvida Mar 13, 2011

think.

~FallApartToHalftime Mar 13, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

...

~masvida Mar 13, 2011

*facepalm* this game, again, really?

~FallApartToHalftime Mar 13, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

_{if you don't want to be a part of it, then don't. simple as that.}

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