Drowning

i : again

i hate how he goes through this once more. again. like his life is a broken record that can repeat nothing but pain. why is it him, not another one of us, that has to endure it. i'd gladly take it away from him. if only i could.

she walks over him. just like everyone does. i, the selfish one, tell him to stand up and fight back. i say to not be a doormat. the only issue is that he is nice, compassionate, and loving.

he isn't at fault at all but she begs for sympathy with her wide eyes and quivering lips. if only her pretty face alone could get my emotions working for her benefit. i told her to tell him that she wasn't like the last girl who shattered his heart. little did i know i told her to tell a lie.

she has no shame, flaunting these boys every chance she gets, a knowing little grin plastered on her pixie like face. who knew a girl who looked to innocent could be so cruel? but after all, wasn't maleficent a fairy?

twice i've seen those dear to me be wounded by those who don't give a care. they leave them to stare, as the other moves on. along the path to happiness while they are still stuck in a pit of despair. heartless is what they are.

how long must we all go through this cycle again and again? i am getting tired of this spinning and rounding and insanity. imagine the feelings of my dear friends. how long before war breaks out. the turmoil is too much for me. shall i just take those who are of true importance to me and take them away, shield them from those that cause heartache and tears.

who knew that a boy so tall could stoop so low?

who thought that a girl like summer could be cold as snow?

This is really raw. Just saying. Read if you like, but here's your warning that it isn't pretty. luv, tori