Road Rash

You put me so high on that pedestal.
When you pushed me off my cloud, it might has well been a meteor crashing into the planet we call Earth.

I would have gladly died for you.
But not in this way.
Not by your own hands that I loved so much.

I would have gladly died for you.
But not in this manner.
Not by your own hands that I loved so much.

And if god makes these types of plans..

Then what I want to know is,which illigitamate online courses he took to earn his Architectural Degree?

It just keeps making no sense.

With all the torture that I go through.
All the love I am to miss.

Constant damage driving me even further.
Further into absolute insanity.

Standing at the top of a 98 ft. bridge.
Not there for suicide.

Exactly the opposite .
I just want to live.

I just want to feel what i felt that night.

That night.

Your wretched hand pierced through my chest plate.

Snatched my beating heart , right out of it's cavity.

Thrown on the street like a bag of ice that you were trying to break up to fill up your cooler.

Apparently that just wasn't enough.

The tires from your 91' toyota rolled overwhat was left of me, and squeezed the rest of the life out of me.

That night

You killed more than me.

hope , beauty,trust,love, romance,sex,fucking,pretty dresses,wishes,
and clicking heels that made me feel just a little bit sexy, and most importantly you made sure in your own way that I would never love again.


I live to love, and you knew that, so your damages you have caused have only made me push further through the world and let people see me , even more than you saw.

More of my mind.

The pain.

The lessons

The gleem in my eyes when i find that far and in between moment.

My solo dance that causes postitive conversation.

You didn't kill me after all.

You haven't stolen a piece of me.


I just need to be found


Now who will find me in this life?