TgirlValentine

I am white my skin reddens showing my weakness my vulnerability under the sun It hurts, that you can’t see me It hurts, that you don’t see me It hurts, that you won’t see me all life I watched and I waited for you for an explanation for the world to make sense but you passed me by It hurts, that you never lied to me It hurts, that you never told me the truth It hurts, that you always say your sorry I was a ghost in your life, and now mine watching you die over and over your blood is my blood your life is my life It hurts, that I never mattered It hurts, that you I wasn’t your choice It hurts, that I was expected

I am white my skin reddens showing my weakness my vulnerability under the sun It hurts, that you can’t see me It hurts, that you don’t see me It hurts, that you won’t see me all life I watched and I waited for you for an explanation for the world to make sense but you passed me by It hurts, that you never lied to me It hurts, that you never told me the truth It hurts, that you always say your sorry I was a ghost in your life, and now mine watching you die over and over your blood is my blood your life is my life It hurts, that I never mattered It hurts, that you I wasn’t your choice It hurts, that I was expected

 "Please remain in bed, an attendant will be with you shortly," that dull and toneless voice repeated again. Clenching my teeth I leapt from the bed for yet another trip around the sterile room. There was nothing here except me and the rickety twin bed with sheets and a pillow. There was no door, no window, not even a vent! How in the world was I supposed to breath? Maybe the plan was to suffocate me. "You can't get out," this voice was definitely not toneless. If curiosity had a tone, this voice had it in spades. Walking around the room again I tried to ignore the voice. Perhaps I had finally gone mental, off my rocker. Yet that woul

 The sweat drenched sheets were wrapped around him like a lover (if said lover was a python). He couldn't breath. He was hot. He was cold. He ached in pain and pleasure. His body, his soul, and his magic were on fire. Sixteen today and he had Inherited. Through the haze of it all there was sound that bled into his consciousness. "Oh please. You know you can't resist me on this darling husband" said a sugary voice filled with venom. "He will not." That voice was fathers. Indomitable. Which means the other voice must be the woman who gave birth to him. "The Parkinsons are a perfect family and are loyal to the Dark Lord. Pansy will be perf

Don't say that you Love me when you really mean you care Don't pretend your love can fix me when your never even there for me in more then words that sound so pretty to be said useless when i'm dancing on the edge of oblivion when even life is dead. Dont tell me that you want me when all you want is sex to take more of me and give less of you and expect me to keep your secrets from any who would ask as if my worth is defined by how good I make you feel about yourself. i'm left behind in the chaos of life unlived unfulfilled, destroyed by a childs expectations that love could be dependable beautiful in Gods creation