For the broken hearted

redundant

over and over she wept , thinking this fucking thoughts will never end, piece by piece it just torns her apart..everyday living like this, waiting for something. which thing? she doesnt even know, nor she doesnt even care. what the fuck? no one will ever see, no will ever feel this sorrow..like everyday being burned like hell. tortured by hatred. what does deserve mean, what does it really mean. no matter how tears surpass the sadness, the heart never forgets..

by the beach

the gentle walk by the beach made my heart feel at ease, its always like this during the summer..when no one is at the house and i'm all alone to listen to these old jazz records. its nice to be alone sometimes, makes you more vulnerable to loneliness and submission to relentless memories is endless. the brain can only take up as much as thinking, after that you surrender and you get dizzy, but the heart.. oh the heart can take more, so much more..all the pain, all the tears and all the drama.. like endless space of many emotions. i walk more farther to the beach and i can feel the coconut trees listening to my thoughts, no matter how silent i feel, i know they can feel my presence here.

Get away

Just want to get away sometimes, somewhere where no one will find me, an escape to sadness, and find my self alone. A place where i can cure my wounds, sit in peace and cry loudly. A place where i can bare my pain and no one will judge me. Its tiring to pretend ur fine when everything just shatters you.