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you will never know how bad this feels...but thanks for those few moments of happiness...i guess it was worth the pain.

She wears her colors to ignore her but all it's causing is her death. She tried her best to avoid it and over all, it was a mess. She slept in tears and whispered prayers while her night gown slowly changed to red. Candles burn this night around while the winds of the storm grew stronger. The branches hit so violently making a crack in her bedroom window. Afraid, she hides in her closet as she closes the door, she settles in. No one can find her here, in her dungeon of wonders, so she sits and weaps...unfortunatly, she is only human. She changes her colors for others daily and at night when all is sleeping, she stays awake and remembers what is worth her smile. She tried her best to make things work and over all, it was a disaster. The storm has cleared and she begins to awake from her terrible nightmare. She opens the closet door, and all has disappeared. Alone, she wonders what she has done to deserve what was brought upon her. She sits and waits for the color of her night gown to fade, her tears whisper memories into her voice. She was never who she wanted to be, she was afraid to disappoint her. So she lays on a puddle, created by her night gown, with her arm wrapped around a bible. She changes her colors to ignore herself, and all it did was cause her death... she tried her best to avoid it unfortunatly, it was too late.

I used to be able to look at you and everything would be okay but, i cannot do that anymore. I look at you and i feel pain. I love you with all my heart but, this has become overwhelming. I keep my tears inside by doing my best to make you smile.



How could you tell me to leave you alone and that I did nothing to prove you wrong? How could you blame me for every heartache that you cause me?



It gets so hard to breathe sometimes when I think of the moments we were happy.

I'm sorry for not being the perfect. I'm sorry that in your eyes, there is no chance for me to have a sense of perfection. I'm sorry i'm just not good enough to be your only one.

Love, love..

what has my love done now?

She has left me once more...

i hope she will remember me.

and how i treated her oh so well..

is it possible that in order to keep yourself from thinking your not happy you try to make others happy?