

UntiltedI gaze into my mirror and cannot see beauty any nearer. is that such a problem? that my very own face has been stolen. and violently shattered by society that follows everyone so quietly... as a deafing media blasts, our own individuality not to last. and as i wash my make-up down the sink, i try to tell myselfUntilted
"it's worthless what other people think"


closed lidThe pain, the emotions and the pressure, have surrounded my soul created a hole. so great i cannot measure my pain the pressure, that i inflict upon myself i want to write it all down, and put them on a shelf, a place both secure and free where i can be opened and closed. where i can be me. pray to be release pray to be contained pray for the lid to be opened. to let out me recycled thoughts.closed lid


The First TimeThey met in school Everything was cool There were the perfect pair Only he wouldn't share She chased him around While he called her a fool She didn't care Yet he should've played fair Five years went She still wasn't spent Chased him around Yet this time he looked She was telling him things Nobody else knew Secretly she still Became his fool She was a virgin He was like a pimp He would sex everything Even if he was limp They got together Sunny after school Took her by the hand Showed herThe First Time
To his room
sex
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