Make You/Break You

Make You,

Break You.

Two words that

Mean

So

Much.

Make You:

            Happiness,

That amazing feeling of accomplishment

You know you’ve made it

You know you’ve won,

Your battle is over,

You have support like

Iron beams to hold you up.

Break You:

Your life is

Over

Your chance is gone

You regret everything

The smallest thing brings on waves of grief

Like a beggar in the street,

You’re worth nothing.

Others took you and

Threw you away

But you should have

Hope.

Look forward, ask for help

You’re not even

Close

To alone.

Pretty Monsters

Pretty Monsters,

Gorgeous Beasts:

Wild, unknown, foreign creatures

Taking up the world,

An unknown force, an invading army

Aliens taking over the planet.

They pull you from your bed in the dark of the night

And steal away your dreams, Eat your terror

They hide in the light, make you feel safe,

Cut you down

Eat your insides

Then

                You’re

                                Nothing.

Me and You, Against the World

Me and You, Against the World

Everyone’s a stranger

A pretty monster

Everyone’s out to kill you

Take your hope, Beat you down

Fighting off ghosts all day,

Nowhere to turn, no one to trust

Lost in deathly stillness without you

Me and you, baby, against the world