Desolate

The waves are crashing.

The thunder is cracking.

This world is falling to pieces.

Everything is falling, falling in to a desolate world.

Nothing matters anymore.

Not even you.

~Skye

Why does it feel like this?

It's like the room is getting smaller and smaller.

Oxygen is escaping my lungs and it never returns.

Screaming out loud, and no one hears a thing.

~Skye

( Picture by me)

Why should I be happy?

It's so sad,

what we have become.

Masking our hearts,

shielding them away.

Keeping them locked up in little rooms,

hoping they don't get hurt, broken.

Somehow,

 we still expect someone to come find our hearts.

Hoping someone will come break down those walls,

bringing love and warmth.

But there is still the doubt,

someone will come and tear it into piece's.

Why should I be happy?

~Skye

~Pooh Bear

Someone

I need someone to tell me they love me.

Not someone like a family member or best friend,

someone who really loves me.

Someone to hold me and tell me everything is alright.

Someone to kiss my nose while sitting on mu porch.

Someone please, just someone to care.

~Skye

Pics

Just some pictures from all over the internet.

~Skye

Alive

For the first time i feel alive.

All the color has rushed back into my life.

Everything is just bursting with live.

The trees, the grass, the people.

Everyone happy to be in a place where you are you.

You are judged by your personality not by your skin.

And that is the best feeling.

~Skye

On and On

What has happened to it all?

Why has everything started falling apart?

The cracking of my heart is beating to the sound of your metronome.

Drowning on and on.

©~Skye