Dreamer of DreamsEyes so green – deeper than the seas and withThoughts so far away; she was the dreamer of all dreams.They told her she couldn’t succeed Yet she tried and tried.And eventually fell victim To the abuse and lies.Her smile held beauty that none could compare, but herConfidence was shaken and she was struck with despair.For the words that they had spokenGot lost inside her head.To the world she was alive,But in her heart she was dead.She found solace in a friend whose name we all know:Crack cocaine became her lover and it became her foe. Now she felt she had doneWhat they said she would do.“Not only am I a failu
I feel nothing.The numbness is almost comfortingThe feeling of absolutely nothingNo sadness, no angerJust dead silenceI couldn't care less for his replyI couldn't care less if he's gone for goodNo nervousness, no fearJust emptinessMy life just goes on, the days drag byMy cuts don't get worse, nor do they improveNo worries, not anxiousI feel nothing.
CharcoalI light up all the words you say.I turn them into birds of prey.No backing down.It's the judgement day.Happy birthday! Aren't we a fact!?The silence is now louder,And we are samer than the others.Though the fire now burns quieter,We're nothing but fighting brothers.So I light up all the words you say.I turn them into birds of prey.No backing down.It's the judgement day.Happy birthday! Aren't we a fact!?Aren't we lovers? Aren't we a fact?Let's find a new fate. Somewhere peopledon't know our
The Pixelated Mani am just a single pixel,a tiny dot on the digital canvas of my life,a speck of grey in a sea of color,a whirlpool of life and frivolity,yet the sea is far away,i am but a single pixel on a blank canvas,a single pixel can never see a bigger picture,yet somehow i am okay this way,a single solitary pixel,and yet all the same i cling to hope,i hope that one day i will be joined by other pixels,so that we may form a beautiful picture,a special little masterpiece
When you demand it.When I was a little girlmy mother used to tell me"you will not understandthe magnitude of what you've saiduntil you've said it."And, as promised,I have come to tell you: I've said it.I have come to tell youI felt the vibratocoax my deepest bones:an immortal vex, a cageof everything alive beneath my flesh;the things that will stay aliveafter everything alive in my bodyhas turned to ash.I have come to tell youI felt the magnitude buildin my chest like the flappingof birds, dead thingsI assumed would neverbreathe life, that I would neverunderstand what it is liketo choke on their tiny boneswhile I trip over my words.I
What Else Can You Say?There are two types of sadness.One that you just ignore, and power through. You go out with your friends, you eat, you laugh. You celebrate the gift that is life. Happiness returns quickly.The other... you let consume you. You lock yourself away, and turn off your phone. You cry, and don't stop. You denounce the turmoil that is life. Happiness returns slowly, even though you don't think it will.Inevitably, for both, the 'metaphoric' sun will shine again, drying up the puddles - or sometimes floods - that have fallen from the storm known as "depression" and the hurricane known as "life".That's kind of a ridiculous thing to say, isn't i
Your Skin to that BladeYour Skin to that BladeYou take your skin to that bladeThat thin piece of sharp metalTo go beneath your skin.That moment when you feel that rushThe rush of a red river flowing down your wrist The release of your demons.Weather it's across the streamor down the street That first slice becomes an addictionAddiction of ecstasy when you bring your skin to that blade.The next day people are asking you "Why are you wearing a long sleeve shirt in this weather" with your reply of "I'm just cold." When you fill your wrists with bracelets or the “my cat scratched me” excuse.You will say anything believable just so yo
lostI see them slip one by one, all my dreamsTry so hard to catch them, but they dance away it seems.I don’t want my friends to be my only source of hopeI don’t want to hurt myself anymore just to cope.This life hasn’t turned out the way I wanted it to beI’m scared of a future I’m not sure I want to see.Everyday I feel more confused, feel even more lostI want to die but I’m not sure if its worth the cost~
Have you seen that girlHave you seen that girlWith the yellow clothingRunning around, making too much noise?I’m afraid I haven’tI’ve seen the girl in blue thoughShe was calm, yet seemed troubledWhat’re you talking aboutI’ve only seen the girl in blackPacked with danger, yet kept to herselfAh, were you guys just talking about me?They all turnedTo find the girlThe color they each want to seeFor she is nothingButA mirrorThat shows what you want to seeBut neverRevealing the hidden part inside
Dear momThirteen years are far too long.I think of your favorite songand I sit here this day,thinking what would be the best to say.I miss you, more then most know.I remember the way your eyes used to glow.Waking up each morning, to the smell of coffee and smoke,there you sat, in your morning cloak.One day I will paint, I'll paint you in blue.For you are my sky, that will always be true.I think of the days filled with happiness and smiles,the way you made us feel, could be seen for miles.The little things I wish I remembered,the way you laughed, what you would have worn in December.How it felt to fall a sleep next to you,but one day
Be happy, my baby girl.I don’t know when you’ll be reading this, my sweetheartBut what daddy is about to tell you will help you understand him a littleYour father is a complex, but loving and caring manHe always tried to help his friends and loved ones whenever he could, even if it was at the cost of himselfBut that isn’t the best thing one can doIt got him hurt a lot by people he would have never thought to be hurt byLuckily daddy has gone through it all, just so he could teach you to be differentListen to me baby girl, it took daddy not long to figure out what life isWhat life is ment to be, and what its true purpose isHe was depresse
Stone Heartkneeling on rough ground,the tears fall from my face,collecting in a chalice beneath your feet,feel the melodic rhythm of my heart in every drop,and sate your thirsty lips upon the cool water,drink your fill from the wellspring of my love,but do not be surprised once the well runs dry,and my heart becomes like stone,and beats no more
The Porcelain Shieldof porcelain so bloody,chipped and battered,rusted firm from eons past,the blood streaks like tears down its eyes,like magic in the mirror,reveals the crystal tears it cries,my mask it is so beaten,from years of bitter lies,it used to be so perfect,but now it slowly dies,the cracks they show so clearly,displayed so all can see,revealing beneath the surface,a broken, lonely me
Because You Loved MeHi,My name is--Nothing.Never mind.I forgot that I don't have one.You can't know me.You don't know me....At least that's what you told them....You could never just admit it.You would never tell them.You should have just shouted it out,Loud enough for the whole world to here you.I love you...And you know you loved me...Cause we were togetherYeah.We were a thingI couldn't have just imagined itWe spent 4 months togetherCuddled in the back of your mom's carLaughing at my jokesArms around each otherLips locked together.....But now you say that you don't know me??Every.Single. One.Of my deepest secrets has been invested into your very soulAnd every time you look at me...You turn the other way and laughBecause you know I'm a freak.You know what's wrong with me!You know everything!But you still say that you don't know me...But you know you do. You know you loved me!And I know that I loved you....And I know that you know you loved me tooS
Never LastsNever LastsI fall so hardI fall so fastBut I already knowIt never lastsLove is a circle?No, Love is a lineThere is always an endWhat about "Love is kind"?Kind at the startPerhaps the "patient" thing, tooBut all that goes awayAnd you'll be left feeling blueI'm better off aloneI'm better off lostWhy fall for loveWhen it comes with a cost?Don't fall so hardDon't fall so fastMy wise words to you"It will never last"
JealousyJealousy,In it's simplest form,Raw and gnawingOn my heart,As eyes disectEach scene you're in,Of youWith other girls.Jealous,Messing with my brain,As you walk awayFrom me,To someone else,That will winYour lust,Like I once did.