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Your words,a hammockNo, you can't leave me alone
why do you do this to me
It's sweet that you love her
It's cute that you can
but you're still the only hand I'll grab
when i need to get up
Have I lost you
Do you still hold me high in your heart
do you still love me although we are always apart
I can't think straight
I never could
I do not use this brain I have as much as i should
drowning in a salty sea
one set up by only me
i lay fetal in a closet
for hours at a time
hoping you were there
to take me
I want nothing more
than a still beating heart
but I can't
and I won't
for these diseases are monsters
theyve taken a toll
theyve made me want to die
when you made me push to live
but i dont have you anymore
and i could never hold you
but without your body and just your words
you had cradled me
and made me safe
but now this life i just cant take
A crimson crusadeThe splice of a knife
the pull of a gun
bloody murders just so fun
as they squeal in pain
their soul splitting away
scarlet screams spilling unto me
im running around on a crimson crusade
ask me why
and ill smile real wide
bearing my fangs
dont u are think im sane
because all of you people YOURE HUMAN YOURE THE SAME
im doing this on purpose im letting you leave
im giggling on the surface
i love to see you blee
im climbing through your window with a crimson cape
im no superhero
im a person you should hate
hollowI lay empty
lost inside me
fear ravages at thy soul
a lonesome facade
If i dare close my eyes
will i wake on the other side?
Can reality hear me
will they despise me
as much as i do?
each being as flawless as the sun
But can they see
hollow little me?
Game of sorrowswhy weren't you kinder?
why couldn't I cry in my own home?
I thought it was my sanction
why must you hit?
You gave me nightmares
and ruined sunny days
I've always wanted to leave
but you've made me too scared
and convinced me no one would want me
home always made me cry
mostly because you lay on the couch inside
I now cringe at the word
what kind of a monster are you?
My memories won't go away.
They haunt me and follow me every fucking day.
WHY DID YOU MAKE ME THIS WAY?
I always feel so small and lame
I believe you, no one would want me.
I believe you, I am nothing
Youre so sick
You and your game of sorrows
Im so scared
IM ALWAYS SO SCARED
I wish you were dead
I want you to pay
for making me this way
because now Im so sick with sorrows
untitledI know I've never met you
but I feel like i am floating
when your name pops up
and I always forget im talking to a stranger
because all my thoughts are happy
after I thought I couldnt do that anymore
I spent all my days lonely
saddened by the sun
living every day
for that tiny rae of sunshine beeming through the fog
thank you for taking me away
even if its temporary
I can't be so sad
when I know theres you just a long while away
a dusty figureI'm living in your shadow
trying to get away
but you wont let me
you turned into me and as long as i am changing you are too
i dont want to be seen
who am i kidding?
I really do
But I can't be I cant be
because there's always you
so lithe tall and skinny
with the same personality
I am nothing but a chimpanzee
thats why im a shadow
always second best
only seen by the bearer
I try so hard to keep myself alive
I'm not even seen
I'm not even heard
my words are all but empty
Im living in your shadow
and when i close my eyes theres darkness
and when i open them its still there
it wont ever go away
Im living in your shadow
and there shall I forever stay
no life without lovei once had a heart and then one night it went rather tart
i woke up with a start my chest no longer heaving yet i still felt like i was breathing.
i assume it was the angels teasing,
i was not dead nor alive for some strange reason i hadnt survived the night
i say this because i now see with different eyes
i was frightened i was scared i was bitter i was numb
but then i remembered there is no life without love
have you ever noticedHave you ever noticed that when you cry alone you wantsomeone to be there
but you pushed them away because you wanted to prove you were not weak
In the end theres always that one person who tries so hard to push youforward
and they never truly leave your side
Have you ever noticed theyre that invisible person that brings forth calamity as you cry
well you've still got time, so at least try to notice
DemonpowerHope blossoms for bitter flowers
seeking out a vengeful power
Dreaming of the night
Dreaming of the limited daylight
What a spectacle for the devil!
What an achievement!
the children storm through the town on their bikes and trikes
hoping to hear cries from those they never liked
Hauling bats and hammers blades and daggers
On their latest bone crushing escaped
Today Is The Day
Today is the day.
Today is the day that you stop making excuses.
Today is the day you put your fork down and lace up your shoes.
Today is the day you step outside and run like there is fire at your heels.
Today is the day you think of sweat as gold.
Today is the day you fall down and get back up.
Today is the day you feel the ache in your calves.
Today is the day you pant like a dog.
Today is the day you tell yourself you'll do it again tomorrow and mean it.
Today is the day you make a change.
you ate the stars and i ate my heart.this is how i was
fell in love with a boy
with razor sharp
teeth and a
poet's heart. it's really a
pretty kind of thing.
using his borrowed
tongue, he took me in like a
four a.m cigarette (slowly, and
with loneliness in every one of his
joints). we both thought
that enough smoke
would fill in the cracks in our
rib cages; we were both
he told me that he would
like to be a
planet: "all that open
space, all those dying
stars. it would give me room to
instead of telling him that
there is no oxygen in
outer space, i
watched him feel his lungs
implode. it broke my
bones to witness it; but it's really a
dreadfully pretty thing to
The BirdSo desperate for the love
She couldn't find inside.
She was perfectly willing to throw herself at the stars,
Convinced she could be completely happy
With someone who put her in a nest.
That gilded nest was beautiful,
But a nest none the less.
It just took a shining mirror
To see how it had become a cage.
Resolutely she found the key
And let herself out.
She never noticed how confining it had become
The cage ripped and tore at her feathers and flesh
Until she finally wrenched herself free
To flee as far as she could get
From that awful place.
Along the way,
She found another mirror.
Looking into it....
She found me,
A reflection of herself.
She saw me – herself -
Without her cloak of lies
Leadening her hunched shoulders,
Concaving her entire persona.
She discovered my beautiful colors,
The fine sheen to my feathers
And enthralling grey of my eyes.
She flew away,
But I met her every mirror after
I saw her slouch transform into a strut,
Her shining tears dissolve into mischiev
comfortcurling into quilts so deep
bubbles of tension run off
my body like soap, and i
clutch that raggedy little
dog to my chest like cloth
can make me whole.
Somewhere in New YorkSomewhere in New York,
a voice calling,
It was full
of wild imaginings,
of human revolution,
of ideas which
to her heart -
it is right
to be alone
in the struggle...
2 puzzle pieces
which seemed to fit
and did join
and how happy
to be the corner piece,
to lead the rest
to her love...
For she had loved
but only once...
Only one chance
to bring all of it
If she faced
it did not
it did not
change one curl
in a proud
for much can be
In New York,
in her head,
to tatters -
but only once...
What is Isolation you ask?
Isolation is to be left out when you want to be in.
Isolation is feeling that sense of loneliness.
Isolation is feeling alone when ten thousand people surround you.
Isolation is hearing laughter in a room and silence when you walk in.
Isolation is staying away from people, afraid they won’t talk back.
Isolation is sad.
Isolation is small.
Isolation is hard to describe unless you are the person feeling it.
Isolation is quiet.
Isolation is counting how many times you get let down and eventually lose track.
Isolation is wanting to forgive but not knowing how.
Isolation is uttering a cry from the depths of your soul and waiting forever for a reply.
Isolation is not hearing an answer when you ask a question.
Isolation makes you feel worthless.
Isolation has to be the cruelest of emotions.
I know the feeling of isolation.
I sense it in myself.
There's nothing you choose to do about it.
For I've tried everything already.
So don't be surprised,
If I'm gone from this place.
The Witch TrialOn the east-bounds o' red-rose shire,
there stands the Pendle Hill.
T'ween rivers Ribble and Hudder,
wind-swept moors standing still.
Walled by the druid stones and wary
hedgerows, Irish sea gales whisper and
moan. For devil soul'd men o' earth
tramp the trails alone.
Demdike and Device, Redferne and Whittle.
Those crones and their blood kin
care for nought, old hearts brittle.
Across the dark old Pendle Hill
They scurry'd and swarm'd. To fear'd Malkins
Tower, Pendle Forests black soul.
Brave Nicholas and Nowell, hid 'mongst
the tall trees, unseen by the Coven
who plotted dark deeds. They led
local men held by fear and thrall,
Captured the Coven, sent to
Lancaster's dank halls.
Trial'd, and tested, and sentenced to die.
Devils and beggars, see
the Pendle's blighters stand nigh.
Hung by the neck 'till the corpses
are cold. Buried in churchyards, with
eyes on their souls.
But one was different from the old
and the ugly. Dear Alice Nutter,
the lady of Roughlee. Silent and
Stop talking, Start screamingStop talking
It’s not enough
Maybe you should try to scream
Everyone does it
Stamp your feet
Slam the door
What you stand for
And when somebody
Has noticed you
Do what all the others
Would do too
Just don’t quit
You like the attention more
Than you could admit
Don’t be embarrassed
It’s what we all do
Everyone denies it
But we all know it’s true
Screaming our opinions
On the whole internet
And begging for attention
Is how we lack intellect
This is who we are
It’s the purpose of our society
Everybody wants to be heard
Ignoring the last bit of propriety
So do what you think is right
Scream whatever comes in mind
Do anything you can do
To make someone notice you
where have I gone wrong ?standing on the cliff, watching the waves beat the shore;
setting the sun, the violet clouds breathe again;
lookin' for wisdom the seaweed offer a cry, off by the bay side looking real sorrowful
the crab eats alone;
storm on the highway bristles my eyelids;
looking for answers but the seagulls leave no reply.
revengeNot once not twice
Have I heard you say
I love you so much, don't ever go away
You're fluent in lies
But it's okay
As am I
There are secrets I hide
The blood on the counter- well that isn't mine
That gold gleaming dagger soon to be in your spine
This feeling of spite it's impossible to hide
I love you
I hate you
No one else should have this pleasure
This immaculate revenge
Well let's just pretend
I'm practical and perfect most distinguished as they come
Not bleak and meek
Those petty women have nothing on me
For revenge is what I seek
You left me to die
Alone in the street
They told you
SHES GOT THE PLAGUE she has is, she does
Save me from that brothel
Poison my ears
Every word a drop of honey so sickly sweet
Married me, you did
But when you learned that lie
My past lover had told you
You looked me in the eye
YOU WHORE look what've you done! You planned to infect me but ha! You thought I loved you I barely did
Those words those word
what love is not.it was a s l o p p y first kiss where
my drunk lips fumbled against yours.
the dull thwack of my heart,
locked behind curved ribs
cleared my groggy brain,
clouded with lustful premonitions.
it was an e l e c t r i f y i n g first kiss where
you entwined your hands in my hair.
your mouth encompassed mine and
my breath became lost in the steady
of your chest.
it was a s h y first kiss where
i pulled away before you could explore.
your tongue grazed my teeth,
searching for a way past the ivory gates.
i dug my finger into the stubble along your jaw,
my nail lulling your carnal desires.
it was my first kiss with you.
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