Conscious, Austere

August 4, 2010
By thecrystalbudz PLATINUM, Cincinnati, Ohio
thecrystalbudz PLATINUM, Cincinnati, Ohio
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I want to scream

but the noise won't come out.

I'm sick and tired of the pain.

I want to yell, I want to shout.


Last night, I laid down

and out came a single tear.

I thought you were here to rescue me.

My self conscious, so austere.


I think of you

and look with a blank stare.

I constantly remind you

to make sure that you're aware.


"I will never find love,"

for once, it's right in front of you.

I've been hurt once before,

no promises fell through.


"This is like a

dream come true."

Well, fuck dreams

and fuck you.

I don't know what


I'm feeling more,

pain or anger,

you've reached down and touched my core.


You can say sorry a million times.

I never will forgive.

I let my gaurd down,

thinking you'd make me live.


When you said I love you

I thought those words were true.

I'm pissed my heart beats faster

when I think of you.


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