StevieeSuicidee

I want to take a drag on you for you to fill my lungs with your sweet sweet fog and for every particle of my body to relax, to soften into your crevices I want for you to love me like you and I love nicotine because my tiny heart is trying to tell itself it's love is returned at least equally kerrthump kerrthump tell me I'm more than your object more than your useage and you love me. me. not my body. my parts and my machienery. there have been times when I've woken up. your nakedness sculpting mine. I want that everyday. I want that in your mind every second of every waking hour like it is in mine love me. love me please. LOVE ME!

I want you little little lady let's make ourselves a baby you can call it gracie or I can call it toby yeah baby baby baby do you think I'm just crazy? would you like to try it? I bet that you would like it yeah you're only young, the perfect age we're just players on a stage playing lovers, play pretend, play I am your new husband friend you're only young, the perfect age we're just players on a stage little little lady what's happened to you lately? you act like you don't like me you didn't even try me yeah baby baby baby just lay down with me closely I promise you'll enjoy me .... don't worry about a baby yeah

I've never felt so small looking up, looking up I'm always looking up up to the sky for the answers up to the roof for release up to your eyes for your kisses up to your soul layed beneath my heels barely touch the ground I think they've forgotten how I'm tippy toeing round and round painful, but I won't stop now looking up, looking up I'm always looking up up to the clouds for a parting up to the sun for some light up to your lips for some smiling up to the bitches to fight

I can't write something beautiful, I can't write something true I can't write anything gripping, unless I still have you I can't write something witty, I can't write somethin rude Because since I left you, I'm just not in the mood I can't produce a poem, or a little clever rhyme I'm finding it a struggle to just complete this line It's all very complex, writing from the heart And it seems quite impossible when our hearts are apart So I guess I'll make my choice, and lets hope there's no regret Because mistakes I've made with you, I'm rushing to forget If I tell you I love you, this time it's the whole truth Oh the joys of being y

she's exhausted slowly dying inside, her lungs just keep on crying that paper stick was her only friend there wasn't a thing it wouldn't mend she's give it flame and it would light a party on that lonely night soon a lump it formed inside too hard for her eyes to hide still she puffs she won't give up until her heart st-st-st-stopsssss

tut tut tut tut tut tut tut each heels hits the ground with a scrape and a tut legs, each moving but I'm not controlling them they're pulled by some force..the force of you my eyelids tug at the flesh beneath them, pulling themselves downward then the force grabs them and yanks them back up, so sharply it makes me cry a little. lungs inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale slower and slower they are about to stop... but the force kicks them from below and puffff they start up again, bruised. fingers move, doing daily works, losing energy they begin to drowse until the force stamps on them until they crack and work again, brokenly. my brain c