I'll Keep ScreamingI’m screaming in a languageI'll Keep Screaming by MemoriesPast8956
no one seems to understand
I’ve been caught between heaven
and a cold and lonely hell.
Now I’ve forgotten what it’s like
to dream my own dreams
cause your eyes flash like lights
and they’re blinding me.
Suddenly I blinked and it’s been seven years
seven wasted years too long
and I’m so tired and I’m so lonely
I pretend this is what I want.
So I’ll keep screaming til you start listenin
cause what’s a life lived this way?
That I’d give up everything if for a minute
just a single second
you’d hear what I say
Don't Fall In Love With A Writer Just because they will bruise your neck with pearls of metaphors; and splash palettes of colours onto your chest with reckless waves and boundless twilight. They will smear ink onto your lips as you kiss them because that is how they leave hickeys. They are wildest in their 2 a.m. diary, and liveliest in book racks of novels; they have butterflies in every heartbeat and they breathe living poems. They leave trails in libraries and coffee shops like Hansel leaves crumbs in forest and they have undying lovers because every love story is ever living in their abyssal oceans of analogies and similes. They know every cliché like the sunset knows the moon rise, and every wound in their heart like blood in their veins. They are terrifying because they weave you in splinters of fires rolling down their cheeks. They are weird because they don't smile much but sometimes you could catch their smiles in poems or tales. They are psychotic bDon't Fall In Love With A Writer by Milk-and-Pie