Blue devils sing haunting melodies that echo within the chambers of my heart-this is how heartbreak lingers.
Z. ELLIOTTBlue devils sing haunting melodies that echo within the chambers of my heart-this is how heartbreak lingers.
Z. ELLIOTTDon’t be afraid of the heat, it’s just the fire blazing inside my heart. I can warm up the room and thaw away at the bitter and cold parts of you.
Z. ELLIOTTI’ll admit I’m not perfect I’m like an angel fallen from grace. I’ve been a sinner and a saint.
Z. ELLIOTTGrief sits uncomfortably until it seeps under your skin, so you no longer feel weighed down by it but still feel its subtle presence.
Z. ELLIOTTRejection is a hard pill to swallow but as soon as you get past the lump in your throat you’ll be able to breathe again.
Z. ELLIOTTMy body tells all the secrets my mind likes to keep. Only those who are fluent in my language will know the words I long to speak.
Z. ELLIOTTHe took the pieces of my broken heart and turned them into a mosaic for his own viewing pleasure.
Z. ELLIOTTI can barely hold a melodic tune but I’ll still sing love songs all about you.
Z. ELLIOTTI was an unfortunate bystander caught up in the winds of your destructive storms, destroyed to ruins with nothing left to spare but feeling of emptiness lingering through air.
Z. ELLIOTTI’m not meant to be your midnight secret, I deserve to be loved in the daylight.
Z. ELLIOTTInstead of adding fuel to the fire I had to learn how to walk away from the flames.
Z. ELLIOTTI never thought the victim would be me yet there I was paralyzed and struggling to set myself free. It took every fibre in my being to walk away and let it be.
Z. ELLIOTTI was blinded by the desire to be wanted that I forgot how to love myself.
Z. ELLIOTTInk pours like rain when I think about all the times you said my name, heartache just falls onto the page.
Z. ELLIOTTMy body tells all the secrets my mind likes to keep. Only those who are fluent in my language will know the words I long to speak.
Z. ELLIOTTI had shed my old skin so I could make room to grow into myself again.
Z. ELLIOTT