Most hells are the same. It’s your Devils that you have to choose wisely.

  When you’re lonely Every sigh sounds like a violent noise. Sometimes peace is found in between her legs. But there’s also an ocean in her smile, And I’m listening for laughter in her cheeks. If you squint your eyes, she looks likes poetry Which is ironic because I can’t find the words to describe … Continue reading Most hells are the same. It’s your Devils that you have to choose wisely.

When it’s time to hurt, you will hurt. When it’s time to be happy, you will be happy.

Of all the things I hate about people It’s that when things are bad, we forget that they were ever good. Our inability to say thank you for ever being. Blinded by winter, we act like these barren trees Weren’t once littered with flowers, And their lush greens didn’t once smell of hope. I understand … Continue reading When it’s time to hurt, you will hurt. When it’s time to be happy, you will be happy.

It’s hard when the truth isn’t in your favour. It’s even harder when the truth is against you.

Sometimes, my hands They don’t feel like my own i need someone to love, i need someone to hold But only sometimes, and that’s the problem. So to every girl that’s ever Tried to love me, wanted to love me Or even thought of loving me i thank you. And i acknowledge, that i’ve never … Continue reading It’s hard when the truth isn’t in your favour. It’s even harder when the truth is against you.