lie to me

They say when something happens, you can pinpoint exactly what causes it. You might not know it at the time, but you will. Something will tell you. I know what did it. I know what it was. It's funny, because I never wanted to blame myself for this. It's definitely not one of those things I wanted to... Sign in to see full entry.

You back-peddle. There is always that moment where you stop. Even if just for a second, you stand beside yourself and try to figure out if it's too late to go back. You are beside yourself with grief - do you think that's what they mean when they say that? It's that moment where you step outside of... Sign in to see full entry.

He doesn't notice you anymore. He looks right through you. This is one of those moments, you run everything you want to say through in your head and decide to keep quiet. This is one of those moments, you realise you could say it outloud right to him and he wouldn't even hear you. So you do, and he... Sign in to see full entry.

She brushes her hair off of her face, it's not there, but she brushes it anyway. Repeatedly. Along with the tears, a constant stream of despair that she will not (she argues cannot) control; she was not always this way. A formidable matriarch, a diamond fist - much more than iron, stronger than gold... Sign in to see full entry.

There is a difference. You don't think there is, but there is. Between being with someone, and just not wanting to be alone. It's one of those things. The idea is 'does he love you because you are beautiful, or are you beautiful because he loves you' I'll pretend you know what I'm talking about -... Sign in to see full entry.

Silence. It's like breathing in smoke. Endure it with closed lips, and you are fine. Dare to part them just once for some clarity and it fills you up, takes over, and before you know it; you're consumed. Have you noticed, that when you hold your breath - nothing comes. It's like your body can't... Sign in to see full entry.

I have not categorized you yet. It doesn't usually take this long, it's easy to make your mind up when you don't want to know someone, or when they don't want to know you. No numbers are exchanged, pleasantries are not shared, a smile is accidental, a goodbye kiss - force of habit. There is an... Sign in to see full entry.

now whom is needed and whom is needful I stopped needing people that didn't need me - not wanting, an addict never stops wanting; but they stop needing. Semantics; I never thought my life would simmer down to a play on words. You learn to curb your needs and replace them with desires, you stop... Sign in to see full entry.

Seven years, seven months, ten days and fourteen hours. They say it gets easier with time, that you might not forget the heartache but you learn to forgive the hurt. The scars and bruises fade, just a dull ache remains; in a while the pills and the drugs are no longer needed and you get by without... Sign in to see full entry.

There is no greater feeling than despair. It accompanies every emotion and eats you from the inside out. It's overwhelming, the loss of control, the inability to pull this back from the brink. Spending nights clambering, clawing your way through a sea of emotions mudded feelings you pretend do not... Sign in to see full entry.