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Silence. Crying. Heart. Death by which the giver fades.
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I'm changing; A metamorphosis spanned over time
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My mind is out the window Amongst the mist and the cool breeze
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Dirty Dirty Dirty All these feelings hurt me
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Poser Poser in the dark Poser Poser eat the lark
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Stop dwelling in all of it I'm tired of the same old shit
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I can’t write today
Too much on my mind
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He is unaware
That I always look for him there
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Your eyes hold me fixed in a gaze
Your whispers are nothing short from amazed
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Love that Feelin’
Tingling through the pads of my fingertips
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As I walk to class I see you walking near.
Not near enough to call out without turning heads
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Your love reeks of despair
Thy worth is high in your self-affirmation
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Burn up in a fire, let the heat crackle and melt your skin
Drown in the ocean, let the waves fill your lungs with salt
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Your ways sadden me
Your fickle emotion confounds me
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My stomach tense up-Maybe it's the emptiness, or the caffiene.
For once, I'd like to hear the piercing ring of the phone.
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A glass is breaking in the back of my mind
I can't help but question the mysteries I find
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I feel like ripping the eyes from someones' sockets
My breath is shaking like a rabid beast
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Cut me open with your knife / Ignore my screams filled with ice / Keep my secrets away from me / Take my sorrows as your glee / Pay my debts of irony / Let my pain set you free / Stone the birds that g
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Terrible Feelings / Filled with shame or guilt / Never sure how decisions were spilt. / Turn back time / For just a moment. / Look deeply inside / To where reasoning may hide. / Bite back over-ana
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BrainRipper's anonymous should be a diguise The giggling bitches' demise
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Crazyness jumbled inside a plastic box You'd think it'd be easy to break
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Rose colored glasses
Don't show me truth
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I want to be like Skipper, Barbie's little friend.
Maybe just for a day or two-please,let me pretend!
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One morn I walked about, feeling sorry for myself.
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Thump. thump. thump.
Rattle, Crash, KaZam!
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A soldier looks up to the blue skies,
the bright yellow sun nearly blinding him.
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Maybe tomorrow I'll wake up to the light
Maybe tomorrow I'll know what's right
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Separation. What will happen this time?
Summer. That is the summary. All to know.
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The pain that follows me in my steps
stalking
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Confusion
Oh my,what have I done?
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Right there, a yard away-almost in my hold.
So close, so near, the truths to be told.
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