thelollipopmafia

Maybe the only reason you ever thought you loved me was because you thought no one else ever would. Maybe now that someone else does, you don't need me anymore. Don't see me anymore. Maybe I thought I was beautiful and special, but in reality I was just a bandaid. A temporary solution. Maybe that's what I am on this earth for. The help people find their happiness, but to never find my own. People tell me that I'm incredible, talented, beautiful...all of these adjectives that describe this person that I supposedly am...but if they are so true....then why does no one want me? I am but a tool. I am used and used and used until the next thi

Slowly I poison myself. Drink after drink. No matter how much poison I swallow I cannot escape the feelings No matter how hard I try, I cannot silence the voices in my head. Drink after drink I am reminded of my insignificance. I can still see you deciding that I was never worth it. The poison spreads through my veins But the pain is not eased. Who are you to decide that I am less than? How can you tell me that I am the sun when you avoid being in my light? My body feels heavy, The poison is turning to lead in my veins and I am sinking I am sinking into the darkness But the darkness isn’t dark at all It is a galaxy, Ful

How can you breath when the air is being ripped from your lungs? And how can you feel when you do not belong in your body? I'm wrapped in a flesh that is not my own. It's pulling me down. Suffocating me. I want to go back. I want to rewind. Touch me. Make me feel. Your fingertips burn your way into my soul and when you touch me the demons fade away. If I could reignite the spark of my soul I would. Hide from this shell I have become. I remember the day. The day that those final words pierced through my body and shattered my very being. I stand inside now. I am a prisoner in this shell. I watched as the pieces of my being fell aroun