shametoblame

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  • shametoblame 1w

    Dreams

    I don't want to sleep because I'm afraid of my dreams.
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    I can't be the only one who feels this way....right?

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    A Rant

    Am the only one in the world who thinks that I'm not meant to be with anyone?
    Now I'm not talking about wanting to be with someone but you feel as though the perfect person isn't out there.
    I don't want to be with anyone and I don't think there is someone perfect for me.
    Is this normal?
    All I see is people who find someone to be with
    I like being alone, right?
    To be honest I don't know
    I think I like the feeling of being safe.
    If I'm alone the rest of my life then no one can hurt me.
    Yeah I like that.
    I'm not ready to be hurt again.
    But I don't think anyone is ready to be hurt.
    Yet they're strong enough to go out and find someone.
    Maybe I'm just not strong enough
    No, I just don't want to be strong.
    ©shametoblame

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    "There's a million fish in the sea. I fucking hate it when you say that to me." - Hobo Johnson

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    Fish in the Sea

    There's plenty of fish in the sea
    But what if I'm not a fish
    Or maybe I'm just a fish
    Taken out of the sea
    Someone caught me in their net
    They let me dry up on land
    As I gasped for air
    They just left me to die
    I can't go back to sea
    ©shametoblame

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    Forever Alone/ A Cry for Help

    I don't want to ever be in love again. I want to be alone forever. That way I won't get hurt again. I'll be safe from any harm that love can bring. So that way I wont have to cry, like I am now, over someone who doesn't deserve my tears. Why is that I can still be attached to someone that hurt me in more ways then one? I'm constantly reminded of the pain that love brought me so long ago. When I think of it my body feels like it's falling apart. My brain feels like it's being split in two. I don't know whether to cry or to throw up or both. Is it sad to want them back? Is it wrong to think that under different circumstances we would've been perfect? I wish I could go back and change everything.
    ©shametoblame

  • shametoblame 2w

    Drowning

    A swift motion pushes me in
    My entire body has been covered by a dense feeling
    A feeling that chokes me
    A feeling that surrounds me
    A feeling that I can't escape
    I sink to the bottom
    When I come to I'm out of the feeling
    Standing as my eyes look to my toes
    My hair hangs down
    covering my face
    Water drips down my hair
    So much that you cant tell where my tears begin and the water ends
    ©shametoblame

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    Paper Cuts

    I gave myself a paper cut
    It gushed out all the messages we sent
    Every hug
    Every kiss
    The cut grew
    Everything we said to eachother came pouring out
    It splattered the walls
    Covered my clothes
    I'm still bleeding
    ©shametoblame

  • shametoblame 2w

    Flower at the Door

    I was gifted with a flower at my door
    Such a burden at my door
    I cant take care of these things
    No matter what I do it never lasts
    They just shrivel up and die
    Such flowers always hurt to touch
    No prickles
    No points
    Yet they still hurt to touch
    Such flowers are a mystery to me
    Ding Dong
    Another flower at the door
    ©shametoblame

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    Squirm

    I feel the long legged morsel craw out of eye
    With it's sharp points sticking to my pupils
    Click
    Stick
    Click
    Stick
    No way to muster up a tear
    Smooth pellets of gelatinous larvae tickle my throat
    Squirming and wriggling
    Gasping for air
    I tear at my stomach to combat the wicked sensation
    Tumbling through my brain
    Waiting to break free
    My flesh gradually rips and tears
    As my nails dig into my supple skin
    No way to scream
    No way to cry
    No way to hide
    ©shametoblame

  • shametoblame 2w

    "Create until nothing is left to create and
    The universe bursts with an overworked sigh then
    Pretend to pretend to re-crown the creation and
    Sing the same thing 'til the clouds start to cry and then
    Over and over and over again and then
    Over and over and
    Never again"

    -Tally Hall

  • shametoblame 2w

    Bug in a Sink

    As I stood over the sink
    Looking at a bug lying in the water
    Just lying in a pool
    Dead
    Surrounded by no one and nothing
    Distanced on it's own accord
    I'm a bug waiting for the water to sink into the drain
    Waiting for nothing and no one
    ©shametoblame