pyros-saviours-club

"i haven't run away for a while. i'd almost forgotten how nice the feeling is of punishing them for not caring, and walking back in to open arms and crying. it almost makes me want to run away, and never come back. almost. but no coming back means no delicious 'yes-this-is-how-i-feel-constantly,-now-you-know' look to shove in their faces, no one-up on them, and, perhaps the most taunting of all, no recognition. so maybe i'm better just being a fly on the wall, rather than an active (willing?) hurting participant." ~~ "running is a force of habit. i stopped caring where i ran to, stopped remembering who i was running from or who i was runni

for some, writing is about finding the words to match the emotions but for me its usually finding the emotions to match the words i have certain phrases and one liners that i use to start a poem and it develops from there i never know how the "narrator" is feeling until ive finished the piece. I guess you could say the poems just write themselves. ~ birds are such joyful creatures they always sing on the morn they are content just to be alive to see another day why aren't we all like that? I think that if we all stopped worrying so much disregarded all the dramas and ignored the pain that came with it we would all be

I turned 12 on December 22, 2004.  I was less than 5 feet tall, and by far the skinniest person in my family. My hair was a thick and bushy brown bob that I never cared to brush. My mother was overweight while my father was a rather portly Italian man. My little sister  Lucy was 10 years old and looked like a slightly chubbier version of me. I remember peeking into the boxes of my Birthday Presents several days before.  They were easy to find due to the fact that I knew my parents always hid my presents in their large antique wardrobe. Within those boxes  I found almost everything I pointed out of the American Eagle catalog, since I w

1. Love 2. Always be willing to listen 3. Let things go 4. Laugh with someone everyday 5. Lend a hand 6. Don't be scared 7. Listen with your heart, not just your ears 8. Stop 9. Breathe 10. Cry if you must 11. Touch 12. Forgive 13. Release 14. Have faith 15. Surrender 16. Open up 17. Remember 18. Accept help 19. Don't assume somebody is okay because they say they are 20. Be a shoulder to cry on 21. Let go... There's a beautiful lesson in the breakdown 22. It's okay to be different 23. Smile 24. Just be 25. Don't EVER think you're 'weak' 26. Be prepared to cancel all your plans if someone needs you 27. Trust each othe

After you had left to go away for a week I relise how strong our love is together How much I just want you back How much I want to hold you in my arms Why did you go Why for so long I miss you and want you back in my arms You are my light You are my angel You are my life You are my world You are my everything You stay in my thoughts every secound of the day I do not forget your smile and laugh that I get to see and hear I miss you being at home for me to come back to and kiss after going out even if its just to get something I miss your hugs that you give me everynight I miss you :glomp:ing me every time you see me I hear yo

my thoughts just fill my mind consently thinking, worrying, scared of everything around, nothing else except one person to help you, helping you through everything you go through, promising not to leave each other side no matter what, always being there for them, through everything and anything, as your mind fills up with the bad dark thoughts, your breath starts to get faster, 1   2   3  4  1 2 3 4 1234 heavier and heavier breaths, hard to control, hard to stay calm, you shake curled up in a ball, to keep you feeling safe and that nothing will hurt you, crying your eyes out, so much they hurt, a voice in your ear whispers, da

This rose, So beautiful, It has seen too much pain so far, And though I wish to touch, One caressing hand may destroy, I love the perfection of this dark rose So perfect in the light Burdened by pain of hundreds others, God, I love this rose so… I love it never fades, Though fire burns all around it, And I can only watch its world collapse, As insects and evil and beetles try to see its demise, The rose never sees their intentions It can never see they're hurting it All I can do is watch this amazing rose And hope it watches so longingly in return

     Never again but a whisper So long is my time alone,    Without you…          without anything…               Lost…     Life isn't fair without you.          No point to living…               Nor anything at all… I try and I try,     But what am I trying for?          Myself?               No… for you…     But what is the point?          You don't even give me a second glance…               For I only have a hopeless chance.

You layer the masks     while time simply flies. You'd stab my back     through your web of lies.     Demon.          Witch.     Liar.          Bitch. The names you give yourself,     these masks you place. Let me pull them away     and reveal your true face.

I wanna open up I wanna let you in But I don't wanna hurt you With my feelings It's over now I don't know how I put my faith in you And it pulled me through Now I'm happier Than I've been It's over now I don't know how 'Cause you were my miracle You were my angel in disguise I wanna thank you for being there Helping me reach the skies My angel I wanna talk to you Late at night I wanna ask you How you've been It's been a while You still make me smile I wanna light your world Like you light mine And I can't help But wondering It's been a while Do I still make you smile? 'Cause you were my miracle You were my angel