Dear lettrs staff..
I want to delete my lettrs account would u plz help????..
And if you ask me if I'm fine
And if you are important to me
Maybe this time I would tell it to you that I am not
That I am broken and trying to bring back all the pieces of my heart
Which are still with the people who left,
That I am repeatedly trying to survive
With this emptiness in my soul.
I might even cry
Telling you that no matter how hard I try
To put up a brave front
Some nights are scary
And the days following it too.
I would cry harder when I say
That I don't feel safe anymore
In this world full of demons,
That I don't know who is right for me
When I'm always busy
Finding the good side of this world.
I would hug you tight
And when you try to stop me from crying
Saying that you'd be...
You put me through hell
And now you are mad at me
Because I dethroned the devil
And threw a houseparty there
Oh, by the way you are not invited....
And u said I will never find someone like you!!!! As if there is shortage of assholes in this world
20 minutes. Is that too much? That's all I want with you. Just 20 minutes of no hugs, no kisses, no "I love you", no "I want to tell you something", no crying, no drinking, no laughing, nothing. Nothing at all.
Let's just sit near the waters or on a hill or maybe watching the stars under a purple - blue night sky. Hush, silent. Close your eyes and I will close mine. Hold me, please? And let's be quiet. That's all I want.
20 minutes of peace and no thinking. 20 minutes of realising that I am breathing. 20 minutes of emptying all the rumbles and rants inside my head. 20 minutes of no happiness or sadness. 20 minutes of not wanting anything from each other. 20 minutes of no regrets or gladness. ...
SO ,WHAT DO YOU BUY YOUR FIRST LOVER ANYWAY.???......
CHEAP RED LIPSTICK AND A RAZOR TO SLASH OFF HER WRISTS, MAYBE..........
" That guy in my head"
Do You know how different you are
And, and how being different makes you beautiful!
Do you know that!
Let me tell you,
You are the kind
That people dream of being
When they dream of being perfect
You are the reverie of the brains!
You are the blessing someone
Gives me, each time I sneeze
When my heart skips a beat
You are that pulse which keeps
My heart alive!
You! You are all the perfect words
I need to write my most beautiful poetry
You! Darling, you are the moon to
My darkest night!
Do you know that!
You, you are the subtle water
That can bloom any flower
You are the sunshine to my heat
You! You are randomness to my specifics
You are just that little drop of my tear...
It's a typical Saturday morning and for once I am not writing about any broken tales or optimistic unreality..
A day we are perfectly fine emotionally and mentally...a day we get up jumping merrily!!!!
A day we spend on ourselves listening favourite music,cooking pasta's.... making tea for our roomates and sit back calmly to think about all the chaotic days we wished for this calm...!!!
A time of perfect silencec,calm smiles, unplanned events,unexpected people,lots of cleaning....
In this everyday running world,where our expectations are reaching heights and our wishes and dreams crossing all limitations of our own working capacity,where all we do is take stress for every single thing...