For your poems.
What in life makes it so hard for you to stay?
What is your magic potion?
What has made you stay this long?
What’s the thing you’ll miss the most?
Who do you think will miss you the most?
It’s hard to pick yourself up,
after you fallen.
It’s hard to “cheer up,”
when you have felt this way for years.
It’s had to “move on”
when your life is a stop sign.
Our eyes met,
and for some reason I just couldn’t resist you,
I fell fast and so did you.
But then the sweet words you called me turned sour,
the touching wasn’t so gentle anymore,
you left bruises and scars,
but somehow it felt better to go through this pain with you,
than without.
I never believed in God,
but I started praying for death,
hoping some greater power could take me out of this misery.
Your mean words became my reality,
and my bruises you left on my body never healed,
they were permanent.
I left you, with swollen eyes and a heavy heart,
never knowing if I would find someone that would make me so miserably happy.
Be carful of your own mind,it may not seem like it but u could be in denial,its a tricky thing really there isnt many ways to tell if your lying to yourself.well I can give you one way to absolutely tell if your in denial about something.Look for the tick.that split second feeling of unsure and insecure.that one off moment.if u pay attention you’ll realize just how big of a lie you’ve told yourself.I talk from experience it works but only if you have sharp senses about what goes on in your mind.A tip so u dont have to be like the rest of the […]
I was looking through my old writings and found this. Just thought I’d post it.
I didn’t lose.
I didn’t lose for sure.
I never wanted to consume
something so horrible.
I never wanted to get shaken
by spoiled thoughts.
I fought.
I fought for all the rights
that concern me.
I did not lose.
I won.
I won and kept on living.
My friends have lost.
I kicked them to the ground and broke their bones so that they may never want me.
My family has lost.
I sent them away in my heart to avoid the pain of reality.
My loss came to my form.
I have hit […]
During the day my smile hides my feelings,
at night they come out,
that dull, empty feeling,
consumes me.
The urges come back,
my mind wonders.
How can you be so sad,
when no one has a clue,
I’m the master of disguise,
My feelings are my shadow,
my black cape I hide behind.
Where once a bonfire of life could be seen
Now lies a black scorch on the village green
People they departed a few at a time
Even though I’d committed no crime
“There’s no smoke without fire” then “I knew it weren’t true”
How their minds changed when the whole truth came through
That part of the village is still dead and black
And like the friends, it’ll never come back
Just a cut,
Just a scratch,
“What’s that mark?”
“It’s just a cat.”
Just an excuse,
Just another lie,
“What’s with all the bracelets?”
“Just fashion, why?”
Just a tear,
Just a scream,
“Why were you crying?”
“Just a bad dream.”
But it’s not just a cut,
Or a tear, or a lie,
It’s always,
“Just one more”,
Until you die.
My problem since childhood
Why movies is better & more interesting than this boring Reality / real world / real life ?
Why video games is better & more interesting than this boring Reality / real world / real life ?
Why novels is better & more interesting than this boring Reality / real world / real life ?
Why comics is much better & more interesting than this boring Reality / real world / real life ?
Why anime/manga is better & more interesting than this boring Reality / real world / real life ?
in conclusion :
Why human’s IMAGINATION is better & more interesting than this boring […]
The only time when I am happy
Is when Im out of this reality
Its when I close my eyelids
And dissapear from everything
I wish I dont have to wake up
I wish I could be like sleeping beauty
Sleep till the true kiss wakes her up
And live happily ever after
But im no princess
Im just a slave to every person that I know
I’ll be suffering all day long
But not when im asleep
Mirror mirror on the wall
Why are u lying to me ?
That’s not me , that reflection
Why are u only show things that I wanna see
Im ugly Fat And unworthy
And there is nothing that I like about me
My boyfriend said im pretty
But I doubt it cuz he hates me
He hit me when Im sad n gloomy
He yell and cuss , makes me feel unworthy
Family ignored me
Friends walk away from me
All I have is me but
there is nothing that I can like about me anymore
The hatred that I have for myself is infinity
Tonight
Im an unpainted canavas
Tonight
Im Stainless and white
Spotless and pure
Paint me with pain or pleasure
Make me Brand new
Tonight im
Renewed
Removed
Tonight
I am reborn
Though the ashes
Through the gray, the dull
Because tonight
Im an unpainted canavas
Fill me with colours
Paint me vividly
With anger
With love
Through your eyes
I am reborn
Tonight
I would like to share with you all a moment in my life where I felt the value of living.
I am a big fan of comic books. When I was younger I would consume manga (Japanese comics) which led to my later love in life of American graphic novels and great American literature in general. My favorite graphic novelist is Alan Moore. If you’ve never heard of him I’m sure you’ve heard of some of his works. He’s the mind behind the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, V for Vendetta, From Hell, Lost Girls, the Killing Joke, and Watchmen. He’s a wonderful man […]
Hey everyone, I don’t know if anyone here knows who Frank Iero is but I absolutly adore him. Last year he made a demo of a song called ‘joyriding’. The song, and the lyrics, is so breathtaking beautiful, relateble and feels so true. Let’s just say I cried and listen to it on repeat when It came out. And now, he has released it as a real single for his upcoming album! Thought Id share it.
Lyrics:
i’m not sure what they said, but if it’s true i’ll bet it’s just one more thing i’ll regret. i hate my weaknesses, they made me who i am. “yea, […]
She smiles through a thousand tears,
and harbors adolescent fears.
she dreams of all that she can never be;
she wades in insecurity
and hides herself
in
me.
I write about you because I can’t have you. On paper, your heart is mine.
The king is dead
Once apon a time, he walked the streets a king
Happy,proud
safe and sound
Life was a joy
His home was his heart
He loved so much
No hatred in his thoughts
He was happy in his home
He was living his dream
Now life’s got him down
Chained through his knees
No turning back
He’s to tied to this place
Stuck
Roaming the same streets
No crown on his head;
The king is dead
Responsibilities like cement to his back
Never ending nights and no one’s up late
The world he once loved
Have turned him it’s back
The days are the same
Through his […]
I work, I study, I read, I listen to music, I paint, I talk, I meet friends, I ride my bike, I go on a walk, I drive around in a car, I go to the cinema, I drink, I smoke, I write. But I am never nearly busy enough not to think about you.
walking down cold halls stone of the underground
waxing the words strate out of my head the candel burns
the blood red pane in my forgoten sole
did i see this comeing a life of pane and hurt
was there a time i was happy
were my heart didunt explode in to fragments with the wakeing of the sun
was there ever a time were i was hear at all
was there a time were people looked at me full stop!
was there a time were i was saine!
was there a time were i was loved…
the world falls in to darkness and i with it fall
people try to fix me look in to […]