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hey i love fma and drawling and just hanging. All my friends call me loki and i am a red head who loves to party and have fun. i like swimming and fourwheeling if u want to talk to me or know more just pm me.
http://s146.photobucket.com/albums/r265/nikkie_038/?action=view¤t=courtnyadntaylor.jpgtaylor and courtny
http://s146.photobucket.com/albums/r265/nikkie_038/?action=view¤t=jakevipcordinater.jpgjake he was awsome
http://s146.photobucket.com/albums/r265/nikkie_038/?action=view¤t=TY.jpgtyler so coolio
http://s146.photobucket.com/albums/r265/nikkie_038/?action=view¤t=crazycordinators.jpgour crazy cordinators
http://s146.photobucket.com/albums/r265/nikkie_038/?action=view¤t=jakeagain.jpgjake again
http://s146.photobucket.com/albums/r265/nikkie_038/?action=view¤t=chuck.jpgchuck she was awsome
http://s146.photobucket.com/albums/r265/nikkie_038/?action=view¤t=coolio.jpgthey were dorks
http://s146.photobucket.com/albums/r265/nikkie_038/?action=view¤t=fishandjessy.jpgfish adn jessy they my buddies
I love walking in the rain
Because no one can see my tears
The small cold droplets on my face
A reflection of my fears
I suddenly feel tired
Weighed down by a heavy heart
I feel like it's stopped beating
Never again to start
I love to go out walking
In the pouring rain
Because through the sheets of water
No one can see my pain
No one can see my heart
As it's ripped apart at the seam
And in the booming thunder clashes
No one can hear my screams
I love walking out in the rain
Because as the storm rages around me
I can let go of all of the things weighing me down
Standing in the falling rain I feel truly free
I commited suicide,
who cares?
Now I don't have to hide,
now I don't have to be scared.
I lost my mind,
when my dad went away,
he left me behind,
thinking he'd come back one day.
On my first day of kindergarden,
was the day I realised, hes gone,
my heart hardened,
it shurnk in size.
I cried every day I got home,
my heart cracked in two,
I was always alone,
and didn't know what to do.
when I was six,
I was always scared,
wind, thunder, darkness,
afraid, but tried to bare.
I started to see the dead,
then I cried more,
some were without a head,
so I'd shut and lock the door.
It wasn't enough,
they'd walk right through,
I'd scream and bed and cry for them to go away,
but no one knew.
When I was eleven,
things got worse,
thought I wasn't going to heaven,
cause I'd always curse.
I started to hate,
grew bad,
but it was too late,
I was already mad.
When I was twelve,
had an eating disorder,
starved myself,
but no one gave a quarter.
I became a freak,
scared people to hell,
they grew weak,
as I shoved the down a well. 8D
When I turned thirteen,
oh am I insane,
I'm so god damn mean,
I make people feel my pain.
You did this to me,
yes you mother,
Why couldn't you just let me be?
You're the next for me to smother.
I am the dead,
I am the past,
I'm in your head,
and its not the last.
I'm here forever,
haunt you in your dreams,
go tell a friend,
just remember not to scream.
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