My chest feels weak, I watch you pull yourself away. A few inches apart, yet thousand miles away. Don't hurt me.
Please don't make me suffer
For all the stabs and stings digging into your skin, I feel a thousand more piercing my own. Your cuts sting me more. How do I tell you, that the muffled cries you whisper keep me awake, even though you lay a thousand miles away. My chest feels weak, I watch you pull yourself away.
And it's hurting me. . .
Please don't hurt me
Let my shirt soak your tears; let my fingers wipe your tear stains. I won't hurt you, I won't ever leave. Please just keep coming back to me. I'll always wait for you, no matter how times you hide yourself away
'Are you okay?' You ask me, even though your lungs burn, your head aches.
I hide my tears away
I can't feed you lies, nor let my demons become a trouble for you.
So I smile, I crack a joke, and simply say 'I dunno'
You know I am not fine
But all you say is an "I hope you're okay"
I wish you'd rather hang me in your heart, like a portrait against the dark cold walls all deserving to be loved. . .
I love you
A lot
You a mean a lot
To me
And I've fallen for you
Without even realisin'
YOU ARE READING
The Demon's Diary
RandomShe played with the pen in her hands, She stole the skeletons from her closet And buried them Deep into the depth of this paper. . . Her monsters, The demons which ones raged inside the chambers of her heart.
