When we think of addicts, we think of those people who are hooked on drugs, alcohol, and partying. Addicts are almost always looked down upon for their actions and their problems. But have we ever stopped to think that addiction is not always a bad thing, not always harmful? Those who have addictions were at one point broken, looking for something to numb the pain or fill the void. Addictions can come in all kinds of things: drugs, exercise, people. But have you ever thought that maybe writing could be mine? I am addicted to writing, to escape this painful life. I am obsessed with finding a way out, to avoid my feelings and pain. Instead, I turn to my writing to get me through the tough times. So when you hear the word "addiction," don't always assume it is something bad. It may actually be a lifesaver.
he took my heart without even realising but forget to give me his so now theres just an empty pit in my chest, i only miss him when im breathing so maybe i'll be better off dead, at least then i'll have nothing to lose, nothing to get hurt over. no one can fix me anymore the broken pieces of my soul are lost under the stars and no one would try to put them back together for they would cut open there hands and im just not worth it am i
looking out the window, i watched the storm take over the sky, drops of water slid down the glass pane, i tried to open the window but it was locked, all i could do was watch the darkness engulf the light as tears rained down from the sky, i began to bang on the window desperately trying to ease her pain but it was too late the ground shook as thunder rumbled from the clouds and sparks of lightening illuminated the flooded ground. her broken soul had given up as the clouds parted and the sky was white, blank, dead
ill watch as you walk the tightrope, ill stand under you just in case you fall, ill hold my breath as your foot slips but you always keep your balance, i will stare at you in awe but deep down i know i am not needed for there is a net beneath you which he wove, i know deep down you are safest in his heart but i cannot help but want you in my own, so ill watch you from below knowing you are to high up for me to reach, ill watch as you walk the tightrope that is your life
i looked into his pale blue eyes and he turned away, he told me not to look too deep or i would drown, i told him i would dive into the darkest parts of his mind, his soul and his heart because ive been swimming in my own thoughts my whole life, im a strong swimmer. he turned back around to face me with tears in his eyes and he looked down at our feet hanging down from the branch. i pushed his face up and i made a promise, a promise which changed our lives. i promised i would swim with him, i would drown with him, i promised i would stay with him always and forever...