If you ignore someone, you make a conscious choice to communicate that they are not important. 

Come but Go

Soft

Softer

A little bit softer

One

Two

Three we step

Sail

Can't fail

Out of place it feels

Leave

A little

Memory for me

Find

It later

Hidden in depths of phone

Can't

Just can't

Erase this feeling yet

I make no sense, Nr2 to make me cry

Do I write for you, or for me?
Shake
Shake my head vigoruosly
Forget till I come to another world
Where the things that could have been become the ones that they are
But this is not a Funland
Impulsing up and down on a ferris wheel
Breaking down my own memory
Coming back to the same old spot
Shake
Shake
Shake

F*** me

So many words I can't put into words
I'm distorted into this so called reality
Passing images by my eyes, while im stuck
still
Unfinished puzzle ghosts left on the floor
Where the fuck is that last piece missing?
One, and two, and three stepping
Stepping all over me
No mercy in us, in the words I say
How about the letter I wrote to myself
When the fuck will it arrive?
You begged for mercy, I begged for more
But the closer we got, the further we strayed
Why the fuck can't stop destroying myself, and you tonight?

For someone treating you this way, there is no way back. No matter how hard it gets,or lonely. The bruises he left, no time in the world could  take back. And you god damn well know you won't be the only one left bruised. 

You are strong enough to get through this. Even if you have to do it on your own. Dear, forgiving is just the easy way for your mind, but never let him open your bruises up again.

 Do you really think that you deserve be treated this way? You are worth something, just because you are you. I know you since day one. 

You deserve better. 

The book, Am I, but who were you?

Blasting music louder 

Than I can take

No light, no movement

I wrap my arms around..

Dance with myself

Happiness is just the outer shell

Inside interior is just a broken chair

You can't steal

This one minute of my life

Here I was born to.. 

Wrap my arms

And dance with myself

Here I was torn to

Shreads and tears

I can keep..

Dancing with myself

Leave some light on

Am I a trouble you take?
Why don't you let go?
I pull you out in these dark streets, to twist and twirl. Loose my own way. And for an hour be young, wild and free. Yet every conversation you bring up takes me back.
Why don't you let go?
I won't be your guide in the dark. I'm the one to roll down the hill. Will pull you along, without a doubt. I'm the one to turn off all the lights, to make it even darker. Rush myself in the nearest wall, without a lighthouse to guide me, over and over again.
Why you keep running along with me?
Why you fall with me?

That night again

Best memories I have are within summer rain. People hide and run from it, but I always endure it.
Only in rain I can dance at 2am on an empty street with a stranger I just met, even if I won't meet him ever again.
Have adventures I never thought I will have, in deep woods or on busy city street.
Or I can stand in darkness, letting rain pour over me and wash away all hurt and anger.
I can talk to my muse, even if he wont speak back.
I can cry, and not feel ashamed that I failed again.
I love the summer rain, that is me being true to myself.
When are you true to yourself?

S H E. I'm too hazed

I let myself question the whole being of myself. Did I overthink the parts of my life, or maybe I was too busy to overlook who I am. Being in denial my whole life, and this feeling in me makes me wonder again. Could I act on it if the chance provides itself? And certainly I wish to speak to someone about this, but well I'm scared of being misunderstood.
Ouh, dear me, stop overthinking, that makes the whole situation even worse.

Hopefully by the time I die, these sinners fill up hell so much, that there wouldn't be left any place for me.