LonelyPumpkin

The Angel By The Oak Tree I followed the trail through the meadow. Purple lilacs were as far as my eye could see coating the fertile hills. The purple sea bobbed and waved to the soft caress of the breeze. The World waved a million tiny violet arms and I gave a smile and wave back. I hummed to the song of my beating heart. The bees bumbled and the butterflies danced gracefully feasting on sweet nectar. The robin sang along to the crow's rough caw singing the chorus of life together. The sun ushered a goodbye over the horizon trailing a dress of crimson and orange. She said to meet her at sunset. I hurried along the narrow path listening

I am fine, a lie on repeat, I am fine, i say so i do nothing i could regret. I am fine, a lie in an endless loop, I am fine...I feel good? I am fine,i say it a thousand times, I am fine and i repeat my lies. I am fine, a lie trough and trough. I am fine, a lie that becomes a truth. I am fine? YEs i am fine, of course i am.

Have you ever felt the need to be with someone? Be their everything and more? I have. Everyday seemed just that little bit brighter. I smiled, I lived and I loved for him. Until it broke. If someone told me this friendship was going too far, I'd ignore it. What did they know about my feelings? Nothing in my mind, but seemingly more than I knew. As soon as we found the point admitting we aren't in love it seemed easier to run away. A second turned into an hour and the hour into a day. Have you ever loved and couldn't tell? So scared of love.. That you rather hurt yourself? Have you ever turned around and ran away? Because it was eas

 The hands of time inched on, bit by bit. Tick-Tock! A pair of fervid eyes, staring off into space with a listless stare, deep and jaded, mean with a cold unfeeling glaze, glaring with a lethargic animosity. Painful and wounded in nature, there was a visage staring back with such a woeful expression. She was ugly. That girl looking back at me is just atrocious, a vile beast. Her face is wan, being utterly absolved from vibrancy. She is much too average, regular nose, mouth, cheekbones, breasts, everything about her. Normal. There is nothing singular or outlandish about her. I don't care how deplorable and pitiful she is, nor how much she let