

My Only TemptationBroken stairways, empty hallways. Your voice carries across the doorway, and I fight the urge to follow. Yes, I fight the urge to follow as I feel the ground pull out from underneath me. As I feel the ground pull out from unMy Only Temptation


Where Words StopShe asks questions while I try to find answers, and I'm so covered in these little, white lies that it's hard to break out of them without causing a scene, without drawing unneeded attention. She grabs my hand, pulls me to the side, tells me that she needs to know it's not her, not something she did, but I can't tell her the truth, and I add another piece of newspaper to this paper mache cacoon I've created for myself. Her eyes falter while I stay silent, and every time I find a new road out of here, she always finds a quicker route back. She knows the way to get there, she just doesn't know what to do when she arrives. She pulls me close, kiWhere Words Stop
Bette

Fibers in the CarpetMy guitar strings are broken. The chords sound the same as they did yesterday…dirty and swollen and sorry and full of regret that I can’t promise that you’ll accept and empty promises swim through the fibers in the carpet because they heard you lie to me…my failures are lying on my floor where everything happened, I can prove it, I left the glass where it landed for years. He’s there to save me now but he’s kind of away and I know that but his wrists are too strong to bleed and I’m hoping he’ll have that effect on me and I know that I love him…I loved you. . .and I know that I’m breaking slowly but I refuse. This iFibers in the Carpet
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Why howl with the wind, when you can howl with the horses.
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Respect, love, and adventure. These make up life, in all their forms.
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