Shes pushing herself
from the building panic and pain
She's been held captive[broken]
and held still from her outside world.
It's spinning on its axis
giving her day and night
but things seem black for her
she cant' see beyond the boarded windows
[this is her last good night]
She'll open up those scars again
the ones she created with this blade;
the one that's shining now
between her glittering fingertips
and reflecting her own distorted
image back to her.
She has no Tinkerbell
hanging at her chest
bringing her the luck
she never really deserved.
She flew away from this world
and now she's walking on
railroad tracks in a pretty little dress
trying to follow its direction home
[wherever that is today]
Shes judging her time limit
as the blood seeps to the ground
creating a pool at her feet.
She's knocking another shot back
[destroying her stress free control]
but it's breaking her uptight barriers
so maybe she'll be free again
she doesn't understand all shes had
[like the pain that made it real]
She's a sparking mess of tears
water and electricity
never made much sense together.
Shes kissing her own tears away
as she weeps silently in the corner
but theres no one to set her
grammar straight
or put her soaking eyes to rest
Maybe she just won't sleep tonight
[more pain will do more bad than good]
Theres no more make up
to run off in creased tracks
down her tired-eyed face
and no more straight lies
like railroad tracks and mailbox posts
to bring her home to him.
Just another ripped dress
to join the boxes of her heart
[just like the pain that made it real]
M. M. Hipp
1.31.08
10:27 p.m.
from the building panic and pain
She's been held captive[broken]
and held still from her outside world.
It's spinning on its axis
giving her day and night
but things seem black for her
she cant' see beyond the boarded windows
[this is her last good night]
She'll open up those scars again
the ones she created with this blade;
the one that's shining now
between her glittering fingertips
and reflecting her own distorted
image back to her.
She has no Tinkerbell
hanging at her chest
bringing her the luck
she never really deserved.
She flew away from this world
and now she's walking on
railroad tracks in a pretty little dress
trying to follow its direction home
[wherever that is today]
Shes judging her time limit
as the blood seeps to the ground
creating a pool at her feet.
She's knocking another shot back
[destroying her stress free control]
but it's breaking her uptight barriers
so maybe she'll be free again
she doesn't understand all shes had
[like the pain that made it real]
She's a sparking mess of tears
water and electricity
never made much sense together.
Shes kissing her own tears away
as she weeps silently in the corner
but theres no one to set her
grammar straight
or put her soaking eyes to rest
Maybe she just won't sleep tonight
[more pain will do more bad than good]
Theres no more make up
to run off in creased tracks
down her tired-eyed face
and no more straight lies
like railroad tracks and mailbox posts
to bring her home to him.
Just another ripped dress
to join the boxes of her heart
[just like the pain that made it real]
M. M. Hipp
1.31.08
10:27 p.m.
Author notes
I dont know if this is "child friendly"
I would guess not. Sorry for not entering that sooner.
though i hope this is what you were looking for.
let me know what you think...
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Aw sweetie; this is your favorite memory?
This is heart breaking!! Its very beautiful; but ut broke my heart babe.
I really hope everything is ok with you sweetie.
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its not necessarily my favorite memory but really the only one sitting in my head right now.
it wont go away and i really do hurt baby.
i hope im okay. i do alot of walking on the tracks just to clear my head and relax. i need to find which way to go and i cant figure it out.
im sorry i broke your heart. i broke mine...im not supposed to break other peoples. im sorry. =[
im happy you liked it though.
thanks so much.
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Well I'm sorry sweetie. I really do hope you can find a way to work everything out.
You know where to find me if you need to talk.
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thanks hon.
i'll remember that.
and i'll find my own way soon. everything lost is meant to be found.
ily2♥
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i like being bookmarked.
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Babyyyyyy,
This is pure perfection.
Every letter, every full stop, every comma.
It was amazing baby, && I loves it,
&& I'll bookmark it as soon as I know how...
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I love you.
like glitter&&glue
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oh!
thank you baby.
im so very happy you liked it.
thats just where im sitting now. im just not sure where to go. but you know that. maybe you can find a nice college for me in england to join you or something. oh wait isn't it universities now? idk.
all i have to say is i need to get away from here.
and then we can rock the london streets in our totally different fashion senses and everything. lol.
i love you too.
like glitter&&glue
♥
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