three.there is avoidin myheart, thati canonly seem tofill withemptyemotions.
...The things you see when youwander into reality...[Truth, reveals itself .]
one.you told me that lifewas full ofcolor... thenwhy do mytearsrungrey.
two.send messages in theirbottles,little notes thatsay,i love you.i miss you.where have you gone.and i'll take them,fill them up withsandsend them back, acrossto the other side.i'll send you a postcard...wish you were here.because i'm not coming back.
...Tension, is building betweenour bones; crackingthese boundaries that bindus.[lets not get lost in the momenthere. ]
...when death put its handon my shoulder,it shivered;i was alreadycold.
...there are thesechains...clutching the ridgesof mywindpipes...and it gets harder tobreathe...as they strangle me likeweeds...
...if i throw myself into the river,will the rapids take it to the otherside?or will Charon fish it out of the Styx...bring me back with his harshwords...no coin.go back.you can't cheat theunderworld.go live at the gates of hell;die, trying to claw your waythrough.[there is no way in... is there not a way out?]
eight.sometimes i feellike mylife's been played like a puppeton a tangledstring.[yet still i'm lifeless without you .]
...i'd like to see the stars, falland kiss themoon.i'd make a wish as they'd shatter its glowinto a million little pieces, andscatteracross the seas.one day, these lights will goout; one day, that wish will cometrue.[shut your eyes and imaginethe end]
five.this time i'lllet youhavethe lastword.[i will leave with the final blow .]
eleven.i will starve myselfof wordsuntil my bonesstick outlike sparrowswings.. then illfly awayfree.
.i will carrya small hope, a grainof itin my pocket(it will do whatever it can)
.know this; i loved the fireand i walked into it willingly, heavenis not up above but deeper down below(there is a snake with the world in its belly, eat it; you are a killer the same)
IntrovertEveryone's tryingto get out ofthe shadowof their parents-I'm here tryingto get out ofthe shadowof myself.
Inner DemonI harbour a monster,It lingers deep within.It wants to escape me,To tear free from my skin.It gnaws at my insides,And hopes that I'll give in.It works hard to tempt me,To lead me into sin.It wants me to sufferTo feel its wretched sting.But I stand true and strong,I will not let it win.The nights are the hardest,In bed I pray and singTo the Lord God aboveTo rid me of this thing.But instead it remains,My monster still within.
A Bipolar Mind and HeartI have a tired weak mind thats lostWould do anything to know the truth at any costI have a troubled mind that is in the darkWould do anything to find a sparkI have a terrified heart that criesOf tears invisible to any eyesI have a heart that caries a love that would never dieA love so strong that lifts me up to flyA love so beautiful that brings tears from my eyesI have a heart that aches yet melts at the sound of your nameA heart that no matter what amount of pain it holds it's love will stay the sameMy heart isn't lost It knows the truthWhile my mind struggles to escape the painful claws of the liesI might have lost my insanityI might have forgotten my identityBut I swear to youMy love for you still and will always remain
Why do you judge?Why do you have the need to judge with your signs?Do you even know why I am here?Am I here just because I do not want the responsibility to be a mom?Am I here because I am not in the right place in my life where I can take care of a child?Or am I here because I was raped and he didn't use a condom?Don't you know it is going to hurt me in the long run after I do this?So how do you sit there with your sings and judge people?
I died todayI died todayTook my own lifeI was tiredI was desperateAnd now I'm deadPeople never caredSo I left them behindNow a new life awaitsBeyond the gates of Hell
Life (acrostic)Living in HellI want to screamFor this is no lifeEnd this, somehow, I must
.she never carried enough oilto keep her own life burning
Let me dieGo awayLeave me aloneAnd let me dieI'm tiredOf this worldI don't want to liveNot anymoreBecause there's no lightAt the end of this tunnelSo I'll just end my lifeDon't try to stop meAnd we'll meet againOn the other sideOutside this dark tunnel
Melancholy thoughtsI tastethe sweetnessin your words,only to wonderhow many othershave tastedthem too.
.you touch the morning when she's sleeping;she is soft and bruised, butshe is silentshe is not thereshe is wherethe darkness ruptures,pours out stars, gives birthto light, and where two planetsscrape against each otheras they pass, she's wherethe trees in their dead slumberdream of green coating the earth,a heavy blanket weighing downthe dead ones while they sleep she's where her breath departs her mouthas small bouquets in winter, white,and where the plants will snaptheir bones just to get closer(she is where hell cannot bend her mind)
rain.i still have buckets in my roomfrom when you poured your heart out.plastic pails full of pain and loveand lust and tears and names and smiles.i don't know why i keep them...maybe i hope one day you'll come backto claim them.or when i'm being really dumbi let myself hope that you'll come back anywayfor me.
The endDyingNothing left to hope forVanishingSoon to be forgottenA fate that awaits us all
All aloneBeing surrounded by peopleFrightens me deeplyI'd rather be aloneAnd away from everyoneAlone but not lonelyHere I amOn my ownThe way it's supposed to be