~tasha~
Age: 125
6675 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
Points: 0
Location:
United Kingdom, United Kingdom
Keep Pretending all alone
I don’t expect you to understand Much the same as you expect of me And the less we expect of each other The better or worse things will be?
But let’s keep pretending, It’ll spur me on And keep me going Till it all goes wrong
Isn’t that the path life follows? The path you defiantly refuse to take Instead in your naivety You buy into all illusionary and fake
But let’s keep pretending, It’ll spur me on And keep me going Till it all goes wrong
Only I love you, for that very reason That you believe and believe so strongly That love and happiness will surely find you And never fade or treat you wrongly
So I’ll keep pretending, It’ll spur me on And keep me going Till it all goes wrong
~tasha~
Age: 125
6675 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
Points: 0
Location:
United Kingdom, United Kingdom
Screaming Silence
I feel lost, and you say nothing. I'm blind, and you do not guide me. I fall into the pit, but you don't throw me a rope.
I live for life, you live for yourself. I walk the walk; you don't even move your mouth. I fear loneliness, you fear change.
When you dreamt at night, I watched over you. When you screamed in emotional agony, I comforted you. And when you could not walk, I carried you.
All this and more is what I have done. All this and more, you have done nothing. What must I do for you to see me? What must I be for you to hear me?
I scream in silence, you can't hear me. I cry out to you, your ears are gone. I hold out a trembling hand, but you have no arms. And still, I scream in silence.
~tasha~
Age: 125
6675 days old here
Total Posts: 47628
Points: 0
Location:
United Kingdom, United Kingdom
My sewer drain is my best friend Its the only thing that holds my hand As the broken ones clatter And my aching heart shatters My sewer drain is all I have
Like the pitch of the dusk toil As it tears upon your face And remains eternally regrettable A deep pulsating slash of disgrace An unmarked grave For things I couldnt save My sewer drain to ease the pain
Of long dim hallways where light waves Not quite level leading you down Remarking of safety and pleasantry But leaving vestiges instead An ash that lines your hand From the wall so bland Shouldnt have drawn yourself across Remembering this to clench your fist My sewer drain ending the sound
To you theres no point to try After all we all die Nothing can last so hold onto past Only with strength to endure Like a fingernail under my skin The pain it sends as it digs within Yet emotes in droves to soothe my soul Theres so much reason why cant you see All the people just clamoring to be It isnt for naught or nothing or nil My sewer drain to hearken the ill
Alas no they are pointless words I speak And there you are so careless and weak I wish I could watch you suffer and burn But unfortunately to the world I see Your suffering is just a yearn for me As they go about to toil and play To dream of things they could be today But sad to say they will accomplish none Their day will go as my love has done And be bitter not sweet With betrayal in the ultimate defeat Once again my sentiments rise too high And my sewer drain is at it again
