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 Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:18 pm
It Isn't Good
It isn't good to hide in the dark.
The fear that surrounds you
will consume you like a rat with cheese on an empty stomach.
It isn't good to be accused
on something you didn't do.
But sometimes you take the blame
thinking it would be good.
It isn't good.
Repitation isn't good with a bad history.
It isn't good to hide in the dark.
It will consume you til you are nothing.
It isn't good.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:22 pm
It's All Fun And Games
Its all fun and games
til someone gets hurt.
Its all fun and games
in fights til someone is knocked unconsious.
Knocked so hard in the back of the head when they hit the ground
they go into a coma.
Its all fun and games
in sex til the girl gets pregnant
or the couple get an STD
or they feel regret and heart-broken.
Its all fun and games
til the one who is neglected
puts the knife to her wrist
or neck
and slices right across til they bleed to death.
Its all fun and games
til reality slaps you in the face.
Its all fun and games...
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:25 pm
This isn't a suicide letter
This isn't a suicide letter.
Death is a wonderful thing.
Brings beauty to the world.
When blood is spilled,
the sky cries,
the blood seeps in,
nourishes the ground.
I want to slice myself until I'm dead.
This isn't a suicide letter.
I am neglected and hurt all the time
being accused for no reason.
The people I love now wish I was gone
or they wish they never met me
'cause of stupid stuff I've done in my past.
This isn't a suicide letter.
I just want to be in the ground to nourish it.
So the ground can love me.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:29 pm
Love Reflects Hate
Love and hate
Love is hate.
Love turns hate.
Love demolishes hate.
Love rejoices hate.
Love rejuvinates hate.
-REFLECT-
Hate rejuvinates love.
Hate rejoices love.
Hate demolishes love.
Hate turns love.
Hate is love.
Hate and love.
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:33 pm
Broken Hearted
Bryan was his name
Round and round my heart he went
Out and in my head, like a twisted game
Keep telling me lies and promises
Earn the respect you once had.
Neglect me one more time and see what happens
He hurt me badly to many times
Earnest soft blue eyes
A loving touch to his hands
Rough but sweet embrace
Tied around me once before
Embraced me one last time
Disappearing after with the woman I thought was my best friend
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2009 10:59 pm
Aaron
Aaron is the man I truly love.
Kind hearted, sweet, masculant, gentle brown eyes.
Embraces so tender I melt.
Kisses so passionate I attach to him.
He is my soul.
I pray he doesn't disappear.
I pray he doesn't die like the girl I loved did.
Don't take him away God
Please
He's the one I want.
Don't take him away.
I love him.
Aaron don't disappear!
You promised!
Come back....
Please....
Aaron...
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