Sticks &stones break bones, words can sting, but that silence when there is nothin left to say can tear your heart
i sit here i think about her. i love her. i want her. i need her.
i lay here i can see her. i can feel her. i can touch her.
i look into her eyes. burning with passion. love is automatic.
i hold her hand. our attraction is ecstatic. our hearts are going at it.
i listen when she says… i love you. i want you. i need you.
when my hand is connected with hers a rush of love overflows my body. when i get to hear her say my name my brain goes bananas. when she screams Travis. i tell her she can have it. when she tells me she thinks about me well i am doing the same. when i do that thing. she falls to the ground but i will pick her back up. when she crumbles and breaks down i can only be her glue to put it all back together….. she understands this she listens she loves she needs me. but can she…. and so
THE BEST WAY TO ESCAPE?
i can crawl, i can walk, i can run
can i fly? can i float?
my tears can run down, the push past my eye lids and run down my cheeks
can i fly? can i float?
my heart runs fast under pressure, but sure cant fly from its pain.
i can run away but i cant just fly i just cant float
GOD can you give me the gift to fly away from all thus pain all these memories of it all my life is just a cycle of the SAME BAD, or the bad same
I pray to come first in this life but i hope i come last, hope that IT LAST
i want to float above it all, fly to my future, run from my past and walk to my perfect present
you know i ponder that also
Suicide is the third most common cause of death for 18 - 24 year olds. On Wednesday, September 8th, write (or paint, color, draw) the word “LOVE” on your wrist or arm as a form of recognition.
http://www.yellowribbon.org/
http://www.suicidepreventionlifeline.org/
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