untitledI look around and find myself standing on the same ground The shadow casts; memories to reoccur. I've lost all sense of self.untitled
A different day. A different mood I wish I could stay, but I'm all ready past that door.
My thoughts never there, and my words go on, falling dead on the floor. I write with such relief, I actually feel alive.
More like a conscious,and breathing being. Finally able to sink or swim been lost, and it feels just like the sea,
terrifying.
Overpowering me,
doesn't make a difference if I swim, I'd be better off alone
SpeedSpeed kills the pain, But it still lingers in my head.Speed
I swallow my words They are useless As long as your not here There's no reason for me to be.
Shes way too fucked up... The kind of girl you would like to help But its pretty much pointless; Because she doesn't need you around.
She left a void Endless and ceaseless Like her face Painted on the walls Your smile cannot easily be forgotten.
Infected by the loss, Incinerated at the cross.
Leave me like I left you Better off, O
jack of all tradesYes you all know me. I've played my cards well as the jury, the plaintiff, Everything you expect to see In a court, your honor.jack of all trades
Yet I feel remorse in leaving things unsolved... The worms will make their way, through my skin they crawl, into the deteriorating organ; my brain.
As shallow and uncomprehending as these statements may seem, I'm quite content in what you are about to see: How pointlessly callous our life's really are, Envisioned through eyes that we do not understand.
The price of solitudeI am made up of things that you would despise A single cell developed for catastrophe Worthless and void, ready to tear down my disguiseThe price of solitude
Tired of being useless, meaningless. A deplorable sense of accomplishment; Please kill these thoughts.
I couldn’t wish I could be so more. The pain will never be gone, With these words: I can never feel safe in this callous world.
Caged, torn up, depleted. If there were only something to keep me through, But nothings ever complete
But I guess it is over Any sense of accomplishment deteriorates
Life Isn't Like The MoviesLife isn't like the moviesLife Isn't Like The Movies
It doesn't matter how hard I tried It doesn't matter how hard I cried if I shouted my love up to the sky you would still turn and say goodbye So let me spill my heart upon the floor and let you watch, not caring anymore I could hand over the world it seems but still you would be just in my dreams And now that my life no longer matters I'll drop my trust and hope it shatters
How will this work?How are we going to forgive each other? How can we leave the tension behind? I don’t know, it was your idea How can you be so kind.... This went all wrong as you can tell We didn’t even have to try Wasted day, wasted words, wasted poems Wasted tears I had to cry. Hurt is still there Burnt in my heart But maybe you can fix that too Kiss to make it better, it’s a start.How will this work?
We both were so sad We didn’t understand What we thought the other knew... I tried to muffle My cries of pain But I let myself do what I had to. I cried all morning
The ClownVery precisely, the make-up is applied,The Clown
To hide the tears, that he’s so often cried.
The paste is smeared all over, his face is stained white.
Leaving an empty canvas, a completely blank site.
He’s utterly covered, no colour peeks through.
But under the surface, emotions still brew.
Next comes the paint, what he wishes to display. He makes his face into a mask – using paint instead of clay.
Now, everything’s blanketed, but his eyes cannot be hidden,
So here lie the emotions that have come to him unbidden.
Breaking gaze with his pupils, the bright colours will detract.
Of Love, Blood and DisgraceLet me write you a poem of beauty, of grace, of pain, of love, of blood and disgrace.Of Love, Blood and Disgrace
I'll tell you of a girl I know, who forever brightens my life. Her skin is pale like white crystal snow and her smile is always bright. From her heart you feel a radiant glow warming like the sun. She seemed perfect from head to toe and I thought she was the one.
If only things could stay the same, but alas that is not true. I was put to exile and shame, for the words "I love you" Her heart did glow but it had one chain, known only as fear. &nb
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Be were...
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when they're so alone they find a backdoor out of life
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If I had a penny for every voice in my head I'd be rich
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If I had a penny for every voice in my head I'd be rich
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Tranquility interrupted by a jealous mind, life overcome by the grief of the ending, celebratory drinks for a lost occasion, a mind full of black, the tainted, dirty white.
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