shironomitsuki

I'm standing barefeet in the snow And feel the numbing cold take over me I try to keep my head down low As my tears start freezing to my cheeks And I know it gets better I know it gets better Sometimes I just forget I wish I could hear your voice It keeps my demons from devouring me But I cannot make the choice To keep you close or far away from me But I know it gets better I know it gets better Sometimes I just relapse & hold me but don't touch me I cannot break free Of these thoughts that surround me Bring me to my knees I cannot breathe in the cold air Do I still breathe at all & hold me but don't touch me hold me but don't tou

The beauty of the porcelain doll Mesmerizes all Fair skinned, pale complexion Doe-eyed, voice like a song A cascade of curls Diverts the attention From things hidden In plain sight Her turmoil, her terror Cracks in the glaze Blood seeping through It mingles with tears And drips down Ever down Clothing tattered And riddled with tears Her mind, likewise, ripped up In disrepair Each little breath Is a war in itself Each movement, a torture It crushes her bones Like stepped-upon shells The constant pain Is her only companion The mindnumbing fear Leaves permanent tremors She breathes in the smoke Of fires raging, unseen She has no more hope

White feathers sprout from Her back Yet she’s unable to Fly Her wings Brittle as they are Incapable of Carrying her Her head falls Into her hands Tears Flow

Overwhelmed By the fact that you actually Love me... Overwhelmed By the softness of your lips When you press them against mine Overwhelmed By the delicateness of your Carresses Overwhelmed By the flock of butterflies Now inhabiting my intestines Overjoyed That I am actually able To finally call you mine...

A calm has settled over me When in normal circumstances I'd glance back and forth And anxiously move my hands about It is quite terrifying, really To not feel numbing fear Or any constant anxiety Whatsoever To my surprise I am able to keep looking ahead And to keep my hands still Resting in my lap I see new possibilities The possibility to forget To find happiness To find love again, even I do not only see New possibilities I also see That which might bring them My gaze has fallen onto you And my heart has fallen Not blindly, like before But fallen nevertheless And I wonder what Will come of it But I am not afraid of the possible pain I

In my head Was a chorus So sublime It started With a simple Melody Soon, it was Joined by various Beautiful voices Some hummed Some sang Some sounded like instruments It was A chorus So sublime But unfortunately It's only In my head Like so many a thing, It only exists within The crevices of my imagination And it will never become real

Liar Liar Pants on fire I will be the one to set it aflame In fact I will happily Watch you burn Like the Wickerman A bonfire, it will be

You Your juvenile reaction when seeing me The fact that you were there It fed the panic Caused the shivering Caused the stress It had me crawling away Hiding in the shadows Of fake smiles