angel winged devil

you tell me your secrets but you don’t know mine I know what you have done and all you think is that I sat there waiting for your sun to come too but I never had the sun I had the dark but maybe it shined a little brighter than yours

The funny thing about being alone is that you never really are. I think the silence hurts louder than the noise that surrounds you its the small things like Passing the food down the table not realizing you didn’t even touch your plate. Laughing so hard it covers the tears you didn’t want them to…

The beast inside me grows everyday I told myself “just this once” but I can’t focus anymore. I am hungry but it isn’t enough for me/This is my drug/ I am too young for this/ and the worst part is nobody has noticed/your compliments make it worse/but your ignorance makes me push/the childhood traumas I…