“how do you expect me to remember how to breathe when you’re looking at me like that?”
- A.M. {you}
i want to feel the tingles of electricity shoot up my arm when you touch my hand; a simple act, that holds so much meaning. i want to feel the flutter my heart makes in its cage, as my name rolls off your tongue; the way you make it sound as if it’s the most beautiful word. i want my head to spin as the world around us begins to fade away, the moment your lips gently press onto mine; each passionate kiss carved into my memory. i want the love that causes a shiver throughout my body at the mere thought of you; the one that will soon make me fall apart without you. but, here i am, sitting alone in a crowded room, wondering if i’ll ever experience a type of love as ultimately consuming as that.
A.R. {the type you read about in novels}
I was listening to my book and this is what I thought when a character spoke.
Thorn: "Grab some of those thorn bushes to use as barrier behind the dugouts."
(My minds scenario)
Me: Go up to Thorn and start cutting his eyebrows
Thorn: "What are you doing?!"
Me: "Cutting some Thorn bushes, and those are the closest ones I see."
You’ve always heard strange voices in your head. They helped you, told you what to do, comforted you and protected you. These voices are the only thing you have left. One day you have a dream. A dream in which the two voices appeared. They led you through a door. After you pass the door two different beautiful versions of yourself appear in front of you.
My mind is a prison I can not escape…
My mind is hell, full of fire that burns me
My mind is a cage, and this bird just wants to be free
My mind is full of hateful thoughts
Someone please take me far away
But how do you escape your mind
You can’t…
So I sit here I silence, yet it never really is silent at all..
My mind is a nightmare I can’t awake from..