Vacant Hearts

by kissmecannibal

February 15, 2014

(2/14/14 1:40 P.M)

Fault plays two parts,

two stories,

some lies,

some truths,

leering eyes and broken

hearts,

some with guiltiness,

it's terrible but

a vivid imagery

isn't it,

when people play games

to win affection,

when people argue to win,

screaming wasn't a

thought,

wasn't an option

but happened anyways,

heart racing,

blood pumping,

seeing red,

scream or you will

drown inside,

suffocating under silence,

boiling to the brink point of no return

I did,

I screamed at you,

seeing the water gates

break open,

a sense of happiness but some

sadness ties with feeling

empty,

vacant eyes,

no vitals,

my heart running on E

I am losing my freaking mind,

and it shows in your tears and confused

eyes,

those vacant eyes

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kissmecannibal

I am 19, in college. I live in wisconsin, and I love to write and listen to music. I really like firsts that leads me to trouble. About me: I love writing, mostly poetry and I love reading. Twitter: https://twitter.com/kissmecannibal Youtube: http://www.youtube.com/user/OpenHeartScars Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/amanda.day.3139 Wordpress: http://kissmecannibal.wordpress.com/ Storywrite: http://storywrite.com/Kiss_Me_Cannibal Speaker.Com: http://www.spreaker.com/user/kissmecannibal/poetry Figment: http://figment.com/users/360362-Amanda-Day

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