I write for MEI don't write to please,I write feel wellAnd be freeLet my thoughts land on paper for others to readI don't want to keep them inIf they can help othersLet them read and seeIf they ever felt the way I did.
Welcome To HellI'm dead now,And it's my time,To be cast into the dark hole,Which leads to hell,I smell the smoke,As I fall,Into the flaming pits of hell,My life of sin,Just wasn't forgiven,When I shut my eyes for good,I didn't here chimes,I heard,I never knew you,And I slipped off the edge and began my fall.The dead walks,There are no graves,Lost an forgotten,Entwined with ugly green vines,I see the evil I feel the heat,I may not be glad to be here,But my life had landed me here,Too late to change anything,There is no heath,Just burning ground,Time to burrow in the hot coals,And be burnt alive,No more dawns for me,Hell fire, is all I will see,For eternity.
Where Do I Belong?Walking down a lonely road,Looking around,As I go,Not knowing where I was going,Or where I was,I had been walking these lonely roads for days,Hoping to find my way,To some place great,I want to see the world,And I want to find a place,I fit in,And I belong,so far I haven't,But I know I will,I will be a bum,Until I find a place,I feel loved again.
Answer MeQuestions scare people away,If they scare you away from me,Then I guess we shouldn't be friends,I ask to receive answers,If you can't answer me,Then find another person,That likes to deal with rude people,Unlike me.
TimeTime for workTime to work hardTime to get the work doneAnd thenTime to go home.
What To Do?A Tear fallsAre you mad at me?Do you hate me?That is the only thoughtsI have running threw my headAs you leave meFor good.
Get ReadyThe path may be longBut it's the path you have to takeIt was picked for you,Not by you,It's a long road,And you better be ready for the journey,You never know what is out there waiting for you,So just be ready for anything,And you will be fine.
This Isn't A JokeA sick minded freakWanted to be a villainThat is what he becameThought he was in a movieBut real life's is what he tookCharged into a fun placeAnd made it a slaughter houseScreaming, yelling, runningTo get awayIs fuelTo keep him going anywaysHe will have huge price to payNo one has took his fun lightlyAnd they shouldn'tTime to fryYou sick bastardAnd your sick mindI hope will end up in the chairTo dieA slow deathJust like the ones you had to kill.
Over ItI lost so much,At an early age,Love had went out of the window,But I was lucky,It did come back to me,My past romances are something I wanted to forget,But every now and againThey pop back up to hurt me,But I do look the other way,I'm so in love now,And this is the way I want to stay.
You Broke Her DownThis isn't want she wanted,This isn't how she wanted to feel.You've done it now,You sent her over the edge,And she just can't handle it.You broke her down,And she crumbled to the ground.All she wants to do is die,All she wants is to not feel pain.How could you?You knew she could break,You knew how vulnerable she was,So why did you do it?Why tear her a part?She needed you the most,But all you did was leave her in the dust.By: Veronica Allen
I WonderWill I ever tell you, I wonder,How you make me feel?It's doubtful at bestFor I don't even knowWho you areI may have cluesBut do I really want to know?Yes, of course I doJust the thought of youPassing through my mindFills my heart with joyI want to dance with youSing with youLet you in my heartAnd hope you want the sameBut I'm not sureIf I have the courageTo tell youOr even figure out who you are
I Want You GoneMy life is in a spin,I'm moving way to fast.Please stop before I hit the ground.My head is spinning in circles,And I just feel like dying.Please help me before I lose my mind.You're in my head,And I want you out.I won't let you bring me down.I'm going to stand on my own two feet.This is my life, not yours,So stop trying to live it.I want you gone,And out of my life for good.Don't bother with me because I'm not interested.Go live your own life,And get out of mine.You better brace yourself,Because I'm about to lose control,It's you left,Before you do something wrong.My life is in a spin,All because you have caused me pain.I'm moving way to fastBecause I want to be free from you.Please leave so I don't hit the ground.I want you gone,And out of my life for good.Don't bother with me because I'm not interested.Go live your own life,And get out of mine forever.By: Veronica Allen
Better Than I Know MyselfI take a look in the mirror,And I see this person.She's me, the real me.Pressing my hand against the glass,It feels like she's actually real.Like I could reach in,And take her hand.She knows my secret, my fears, my dreams,She knows what I have been through,Because she's been there too.She's strong, and confident,Everything I hide on this side.She's the only person, who knows me,Better than I know myself.She's fallen, rose above,She's been scared, loved, sad,And so much more.She lets me see who I have become,And she knows that scars that I have carried.I guess you could say she's my best friend.I know she's there,Always keeping me in check.Always there when I make a mistake.She knows me too well.She's strong, and confident,Everything I hide on this side.She's the only person, who knows me,Better than I know myself.By: Veronica Allen
Never Let GoLook, my darling, past the trees and skyIt can barely be seen with your little eyeBut I know in your mind, it burns so brightIt's presence lives in you day and nightAs we grow older, it fades to greyAnd all the memories made slowly slip awayDon't let that be you, no matter how hard it seemsNever let go of the land of your dreams
Reaching Out.I'm reaching out with my handsExpecting you my love to embrace me,But when I close my hand and see that youHave not yet grasped on,It hurts.With every time I open my handTo this painful empty feeling,It tears this hole in my heart openLetting it fill in with sadness,And letting it become deeper.So I let my nails grow outNot expecting for anyone to latch on,Continuing to grasp this desolate airI find my self falling down in despair,But then I see you reaching outTo grab my lonely hand out from the dark,But alas I cut you,I lost the sense of caring,My nails and my heart,Have become too sharp for this hand to hold on.
Where I'm FromWhere I'm FromI am from piggyback ridesAnd the fluffy stuffed animals that covered my bedroom floor.I am from the messy sandcastles and slippery slides at Mason Park, Where I jumped from rock to rock.I'm from that distasteful lake odor,Where I tossed small pieces of bread into the water for the birds to eat.I'm from the young, soft tabby catThat once sat in my warm lap.I am from the artistic hands,That were passed down to me from my Great Grandpa Frank.I'm from the completed books that I tossed in my opposite direction.I am from the woody, aging treesWhose branches I used to hang on.I'm from the screaming,The horrifying threats that awaited me at homeFrom my intimidating mother.I am from the green Toyota,That was sold for money to pay the bills.I'm from covering my ears,From closing my eyes,Wishing this was all a dream.I am from those momentsAll the cherished memories fading awayBlown away in the fall wind.
One Day It'll Make SenseI hope that one day it'll all make sense,But until then I'm stuck living in the past-tense,This isn't my choice, it's against my will,Because I can't tell my brain how to feel,They say we grow from our life experiences,But I'm struggling to do that, in all seriousness,People tell me that I have a beautiful skill,That I can make one feel my mind by words that are real,But lately I find it to be more of a burden,Thoughts that I can't stop from turning,One day...I hope not so far away,I just may...actually make it, to their dismay.
AddictedAddictedI'm addicted to a druga drug so intensethat it doesn't make sensea drug you don't easily geta drug revealing regretI'm addicted to a druga drug I need every daya drug which makes me paya drug allowing my heart to feeland ignoring things that are realI'm addicted to a druga drug I'm starting to hatebut can't get off it, it's too latea drug I finally regret takinga drug which keeps my body heavily shakingI'm addicted to a druga drug causing me immense painthough it's just so little, simple and plaina drug I traded for everything I hada drug which can only be found inside my head
Is this Really You?Your happinessIs due to my sadnessSeeing me sadMakes you gladYour heart is so coldAnd you only know howTo act bold,That is how the story will be told.