Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Don't you dare think you know anything about her yet.
You have only seen her lies so far.

Monday, April 27, 2015


She left her heart at your doorstep
A long time later, she came back.
Dead, destroyed and she wanted it back.
And you said you let it rot away a long time ago.

Thursday, April 16, 2015

An ending

Have you thought about it? 
Have you ever stopped to think that maybe, just maybe I am done?

Wednesday, April 15, 2015


Don't love a monster.
Don't you dare. Don't try.

The monster pretends. Oh, the monster is a beautiful liar. A great actor. A pretender.
The one with the mask so real, you can't tell the difference.
Don't you dare believe that you can change a monster. Don't you try making yourself believe that, Because underneath all the smiles, its all beautiful lies. And why do you pretend? Why do you pretend not to see the poison? Why can't you just leave already?

Why don't you?

There is nothing left to love in a monster.

Saturday, April 11, 2015


What do you want?
No, we don't have anything for you.
We don't have anything for ourselves.
Don't look at us with hungry eyes.
You can't feast on our flesh.
Your eyes burn us.
But we are bitter.
We don't have anything for you.
We grew old a far time ago.

Friday, April 10, 2015


Why do you even look at her?
Her heart is in shreds.
She was was broken a long time ago.
She is the one who watches out of windows, waiting.
She is the one who waits for the left overs to scavenge.
The one who waited for people to leave behind pieces of their happiness.
To suck on the dregs of their joy.
Not to take what they had.
Just waiting for what they didn't need.