

This Nightmare of a Memory Please, let this be a nightmare.This Nightmare of a Memory by ~dreamwriter2010
This had to be a nightmare. After being unable to sleep for the past few nights, I must have finally fallen asleep as I am reliving a nightmare: this nightmare that I would just rather forget, but my mind seems to keep bringing it forth. It has to be a nightmare; I want it to be, so why can't it simply be just that?
But no, it's not a nightmare; it's a memory. A memory still so fresh in my mind that my skin still prickles with fear; I wish I could pull it out and bury it six feet under or burn it as a sacrifice to bring about my peace of mind. For once, I want to go a day without thinking about it; at this p


All That Is... The snow always strikes meAll That Is... by ~dreamwriter2010
So beautiful and pristine
Glittering
It warms my heart
The fall of it is soft
As it treads softly into our lives
A smile touches my face
And I catch a flake in my hand
Then, the footsteps mar it
Stepping on it repeatedly
Crushing it into the treads of our shoes
All that glitters will be trampled
The world drips its baggage to nature's canvas
So quickly marked by dirt, urine, blood
No longer white
forever bearing the color of its memories
All that is pristine will become dirty
It melts, leaving slush
We shape it with our hands, our feet, ou


Terrors Swirling and winding aboutTerrors by ~dreamwriter2010
too quick to sort out.
However, a central theme:
HATE
Hate myself
Hate how this keeps happening
Hate the dissolve of strength
Hate the loss of innocence
Hate how my eyes fall dead
Hate how my lips twist and pull tight
Hate how my thoughts swirl and rush, ripping
my head to shreds
Hate the tears that sting
The thoughts that make me stop dead
The flutter where my heart tries to break free
The stone in my gut that weighs me down
Nights waking up drenched in sweat, tears
flowing, mouth frozen in a silent scream
Why me?
Why is it me that gets this?
Stupid, stupid,


These Words I Can't Say Words appear to escape, and I can't describe how I feel,These Words I Can't Say by ~dreamwriter2010
how I long for it to be fake, for the pain not to be so real.
See, you don't understand at all, and I wish I could make you see,
that every hurtful word, your uncaring attitude, takes away a piece of me.
My heart is ripped, torn to shreds, so I try to be done, I don't want to fight,
how many times should I have to explain that all I say doesn't feel right?
I'm immature, a hypocrite, a liar, and everyone around me is sucked into misery,
then you turn and call me beautiful? I feel I can't trust you, so forgive me.
On that note, I'm sorry I apologize so much,
it's just me, underst