Tingly Existence

I stare at you, feeling the warmth of your presence. The sent of you makes me tingle with a shiver of defeat. I sigh, because I've fallen. Fallen towards you're ever enduring existence. You make me want to fall into a cloud of butterflies fluttering through the air. I can't understand this craving you make me feel, but I love it. I enjoy this sense of desire that I have towards you. Knowing that if I wanted to, I could snap my fingers and you would be right there. Now I shall wait till later, when I can fully enjoy you. Since you make me alive, I shall wait till I get weary. You will make me alive again, with you're hot, chocolate taste. You are my one love, my Hot Chocolate.

By:
KaylaKangaBoo C:

Suicidal Daisy

Beaton to a pulp,
Swinging on a rope,
Little Daisy play,

With dirt in her hair,
With blood on her cheek,
With a nasty bruise on the way,

Whatever should she do,
When she is feeling blue,
And know one is to hear her plea,

With a scrape on the knee,
And her head hanged low,
She locked herself away,

From the pain in her past,
From the pain in her present,
From the pain in her future,

She let out a tear,
With a rope and a chair,
And hanged herself the next day.

By, Me...
KaylaKangaBoo

*No, I'm not suffering from Depression and no I am not Suicidal.

Loved Divided

Was wishful thinking...

Hidden face

Yet many expressions...

Thoughtlessness

My mind...

so blank......