And so I thought wrong...

words falling in my mind, like rain drops adding to puddles, these puddles are red, each word scraping at my skin, each scar a insecurity, or warning for another, but this is different, fresh wounds on the face, it won’t be the same if I did it on my wrist, on my thighs, or my arms, see me for me, even if it means see me bleeding, yawning when wide awake, what am I so tired of, inhaling is so hard, living is even worst, in the mood to hurt or be hurt, no sense in existing, red flags there, red flags here, my dear your exactly what I feared, I will find love in someone else’s arm , you leave someone behind, just for another to take their place, started off as close friends, cause she was someone’s girlfriend, is the part no one sees, there’s no beauty in tears, but somehow they tricked us and said tears of joy, now your crying cause your sad feelings are masked with happiness, mask on. Now I’m drowning in a puddle, the puddle is beauty red, dagger outside my neck, no heaven left for this type of dead, no love available for this type of loneliness, just alone forever, with temporary passengers who think they know the feeling, who think they understand, but then poof, they’re not alone anymore, then poof, they aren’t hurt anymore, then poof your not needed. Just a sad excuse for a human being.