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Lost Forever MoreI thought I had a friend
A true friend
That would be there
Thick and thin
And ever then
Try to do all they could do
To make me smile again
But I was dead wrong
I felt like an ugly bull frog
I was sad
When I got wind
That my very best friend
Had left me
For a new best friend
I wasn't warned
I wasn't told
I felt the world around me
Just turn bitter cold
I was out of the picture
For ever more
I was a forgotten
That got left on the floor.
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,
Is this Really You?Your happiness
Is due to my sadness
Seeing me sad
Makes you glad
Your heart is so cold
And you only know how
To act bold,
That is how the story will be told.
A Dark Mind With A loving heartI feel bad,
To all the girls
That grew up,
With hate in their hearts,
I was one,
So long ago,
I wanted to die,
I wanted to be mean,
But my heart didn't let me,
All I did was sit home and cried,
And wanted a better life,
And I have to say,
Not a single tear went to waste,
Being so sad,
Taught me how to be so happy,
The more I let the evil leave me,
So slowly and carefully,
The better I became,
The brighter my days became,
Now even one of my darkest days,
I still look up and smile,
And I'm so glad,
God just let me get through it,
And lived another day.
DoomedYou wake up each day,
Just like the day before,
Ready to get your day going,
You shower an get dressed,
and out there door you go,
You never think about death,
Just getting to work on time,
And how your day will go,
But one wrong move,
Can turn your life upside down,
The move could be yours or another's
You never know,
Till it hits you,
Like a box of rocks,
Your laying lifeless on a table knowing your fading away,
Was this your plan for today?
Who knew that old man was blind and didn’t see you heading straight for him,
You slowed down and hit the brakes, he sped up,
The rest of the story is just doom,
fake ItI smile,
But happiness isn't inside of me,
But I know how to trick others,
And my smile helps,
And keeps people off my back.
Dumb Ass MenGuys try to flatter me
With cheesy pick up lines,
I can see through them like a sheet of glass,
Their just a 100%
Stupid ass men
That tries to get the goods,
And run off and leave,
Like no tomorrow.
so darkI give you a black rose,
Because you’re a dark soul,
And black fits you well,
It blends in,
With your mind, body ,and soul,
So hold it tight, and smile,
Let’s take a picture,
So we can remember
Forever and always.
Bitch Let's FightStupid bitch,
I want to fight?
I want to beat your ugly ass,
You have betrayed my family too many times,
And now I'm the one you have to face,
I know you're scared,
You have been of me all along,
Now we meet face to face,
Are you going to run?
Or receive this pitch in the face,
That is pass due,
Just for you.
What do you see?When you look into my eyes
What do you see?
When you speak my name
When you pull me close
Are you really that broken?
So you no longer feel the love I give
The affection I show
Or the hope my eyes try to be
Come over here now
Tell me your truth
Show me those tears
And I'll tell you my truth
Show you my fears
I'll tell you about a girl
A girl who found hope in the most hopeless boy
Let me wipe the dripping sorrow of your cheeks
as I figure out what you need right now
Let me be the first person ever to be there for you
I'll tell you this story,
I'm sure you will appreciate it
the girl is cute and boy so strong
A happy ending too, just as it should be
Just as it will be
So come over here now
Crawl up into my arms
Let me listen to your heartbeat
so I can hear you be alive and healthy with me
and I'll let you listen to my calming voice
so you can relax and learn how to rely on someone
Then tell me, when you look into my eyes
what do you see?
A Letter to No OneThe clock ticked against silence,
Upon the cemetery of a room.
Deep sighs weave through the air,
Meager warmth in compressed despair.
Moths fall prey to a musty lampshade,
An opened window to Night’s gloom.
Thoughts dance like ripples on water,
And clouds on the hiding moon.
A lullaby plays from the gentle sound,
Made by scratching pen on paper.
One story told too many times,
Is voiced from words created.
Though this time revived from lies,
A phoenix forms the ugly truth.
The pen rolls from the wooden desk,
Having served its final use.
Old dusty dolls and teddy bears,
Watched helplessly through glassy eyes.
No star showed to twinkle hope,
Not one ray from the busy moon.
On the clock’s tick, a rope was hanging.
On the clock’s tock, a form was thrashing.
A tired, hoarse throat gasps for life,
Cut abruptly by the Reaper’s scythe.
Poems on the shelf with an unknown author.
Paintings on the wall left unsigned.
Just another heart trapped in horror,
An unfinished l
If tomorrow I don't Wake upI wonder what would happen
If I was never to wake up
Would people even care
I wonder if a commotion would erupt
Would anyone even notice
That I wasn't alive
Would my mother even mourn me
Or could she guess that I wouldn't survive
Well I'm still not dead
But I can barely call this living
I feel like a corpse
That hasn't given up on breathing
But I wonder what would happen
If I was actually to die
Would anyone be bothered
Or care enough to cry
Maybe everyone's just used to
Me living like a corpse
So no one would be bothered
Or life change the slightest off of course
But if I would never wake up
There's no way to know what happens the next day
Won't know if people really care about me
But..maybe it's better off that way
I took a pill or two or fifteenI took a pill or two or fifteen, I don't remember
I woke up and yet they still taunt
Pain runs through my body, I didn't know it would happen like this
my soul hangs from their judgement
It made me throw up a few times, blood more than once
but they told me to try again but harder
My vision went blurry, or was that just my distorted imagination?
they called me fat and vile
I couldn't breathe properly, why wont it kill me now?
and they laughed some more
My head hit the floor, I thought this was it
their game had taken me
Tonight I took an overdose
I took a pill or two or fifteen, I don't remember
I woke up and yet they still taunt
and again and again they taunt
Don't Let GoHold yourself tightly
let your nails draw blood
from material stretched too tight over shattered bones
sharpened points ripping at the seams
cutting away the last of his finger prints
embedded into your skin
When the ground starts to shiver
jump on the nearest passerby
feel for any grip possible
climb your way up his cracked spine
See the street that has trapped your memories under its pavement
feel them rush back to you in tsunamis, breaking the cities under your eyes
crush your feet into the sidewalk
don't look back
Look at the mangled face staring back at you
it's 4 a.m. and you can still see the names he called you
as if they were tattooed on to your face
stop your hand from reaching into the medicine cabinet
go back to bed
bury your pain in the sheets
Hang on to his smile
don't look down, don't let go
push yourself up and find safety in his eyes
no one will find you there
Sew bones back together with heart strings
it will never be the same but it's still something
What's Left To Do?Sometimes it is easier to walk away
Especially when filled with sorrow and pain
From innocent words spoken from the heart
unknown to one, it tears you apart
Running away may seem easier first
than facing the oncoming storm so dark
but you leave behind much more
than pain, you leave behind love, too
You don't understand how I feel
I tried so hard, but it seems in vain
A veil of love blinds who I used to love
So I'll leave for their happiness
And a veil of tears is blinding you
Why else don't you see me fighting, too?
I gave you words, within them my heart
Don't let in be in vain, it'd tear me apart
I can't stay here where I don't belong
To have tales told, I would become undone
It would drown me in my sea of tears
I know this is something that I can't bear
And still I'm begging you not to leave
My tired hand will raise once more
the shield and sword I wield for you
It's not over yet, please don't give up
I am tired and worn to the bone
My wings have no life as I fal
Your StoryI'd much rather cry for you
'Cause my story is too painful to share
I'd much rather smile for you
'Cause my story is too painful to bare
So come here and I'll wrap my arms around you
Come here and I'll let your story shine
But after you share your story
Please don't ask me about mine
If only I could play the violin
I'd share my past through sorrowful chords
Vibrato on strings would be my voice
Fighting my demons with imaginary swords
Although I'm limited to words on paper
And the words aren't sung by a beautiful voice
These words make my story into a song
And this song confronts you with a choice
You can close your eyes
And pretend this is a fairytale
Pretend it's a meaningless story
That was never once true
Or you can open your eyes
And realise deep down
That the story isn't just about me
That you're the main character too
If you don't want to tell your story
As it is, spoken word to word
Turn your art into your voice
And you will always be heard
A picture speaks a thousand words
Don't Give Up- PleaseEvery day, every minute, every second, every where you look, there will be someone there to push you down. Someone looking to make your life a living hell and screw up what could have been the best day of your life. In middle school and high school every thing that happens to you is such a big deal. She called you ugly, he called you stupid, they laughed at you when you tripped down the stairs. No one had the balls enough to be a decent person and help you. Your world seems to be crashing down around you, and all you can do is sit there and watch it come down, brick by bloody brick. You think you have no one to turn to.
But that is not true. For every five people that hurt you, there is surely to be at least one friendly face in the crowd. Some one who has been there and understands the pain of those days. Someone who wants to help you. Some one to put there hand out and catch you when you fall. But you have to be able to trust enough to reach out. You have to put yourself out there
Friends...Friends sometimes will hurt you,
tear you apart
and you won't have a clue
of where the blow
has come from.
They may tell they're right
and that, again,
you are wrong.
are not what they seem.
they can be quite mean.
Who's the one to blame?
It's that old story,
That's so lame!
a dirty street, a dead end.
Who would have known
that this is what
I'd call a friend?
We may cry,
complain, feel doubts...
You never know when it comes,
but be ready for the blow.
Is it the end?
but you're losing a friend.
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 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,
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