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__this is not a game to me__

you write what you feel, don't write what you know i choose to live by words whatever i want, love, and loathe my greatest words don't come out of my lips they bleed out of the silence they bleed out of my fingertips

i've moved people to tears all by just writing down my musings just to calm my racing mind all comatose years have gone by but i lost it when i realized i'm trapped inside a lucid dream with my eyes open wide

since they wouldn't stay the same i just want things to change and every moment i'm still here is another fire in my brain it's not that i'm afraid of everything i've gained just addicted to the feel of shooting ink into my veins

should come as no surprise all the bits of me inside my blood now stains their hands and minds, it drips down from their eyes there's nothing i don't need because it's constant, never stopping for every single jaw that's dropping as they read

now the paper is silent as my mind is quiet once more and as each day goes by and as much as i try to stop thinking of him for a while these rooms remain empty as the walls are all falling and everyone's leaving just like you