Casile Naomi

 lately i crave the busy way scratching, running, breathing, gone attacking my wall and wants to stay there comes a lull in my day it's time to hold myself tell myself i'm gunna be okay silence has never whispered so loud you want, you need, you lack my heart skips some beats against me then, and i want to hit right back why do i attack myself i feel i have to go i want to stay, i'm  paralysed i need to leave, or i'll overflow i'm not just a little girl i'm not a victim, and yet, i keep getting hurt inside. you made me look so easy to forget how did you just hide you lie you buried you piled you threw away all the things i had all the soul i had for you you gently took a hold of my heart then ripped it out of my chest i would have been so good for you you really made a mess

work work work work fuckin work work work work work work sleep? shit shit shit shit shit shit shittiness shit shit shit shit smile shit shit shit shit shit shit laugh at shitty shit. wtf life fuck you right back work work work work work work huh? i'm not really all that upset clearly

No one wants to be fixed And those who do want to be fixed, will be very disappointed. Whenever someone is going through a tragedy, or heartbreak, or depressing times in life, or when their in a dark spot, or a place of no understanding, whether they feel lost, or confused, or both, or just completely betrayed No one wants to hear "It will all be okay" No one wants to hear "You'll make it through" No one wants to hear "Tough break" No one wants to hear "You'll find someone else, someone better" No one wants to hear "I guess it wasn't meant to be" Yet, that's what we all say. That is what most of us expect to hear. When really, all people need, and all people want, is someone there, to listen. To keep passing kleenex, keep packing bowls, keep lighting cigarettes. Because, the fact of the matter is, though some people do in times like these, all the person wants to know is that their not alone. That someone i...