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I remember. I remember it so clearly, it's like it was burned into my memory. An everlasting scar that unlike many wouldn't heal over time. I remember pleading to the knive. I remember crying to the walls. I remember the screams that softly echoed down the hallways in the morning, like a rooster awakening the farmer in the South.. There was always a constant fear that I would never get out, that I was damned there, with all my problems and all my fears, for eternity. All because I was sick. I was weak. I wanted to run way. And it was all for something I could not help. If a little girl gets the chicken pox, do you blame her for it? What abou

every now and then the miserable, gloomy melodies don’t assist in easing the ache, even the most beautiful eyes will blacken to the tastelessness of another frigid heartbreak, the screaming of the wingless angels won’t be tamed as they remember never, yet the echoes of the lost and found remain screeching their sorry words of wisdom forever, the glass casket has been super glued closed as the agnostics bow down to a see-through god, i lock myself inside myself, noticing that your lip locks were tainted with lies and frauds, i remain lying here from this second story window , blessed and cursed by your deception,

Suffocating in the cellophane of your agony, Drowning in the depths of your darkest desires, I have discovered myself again, I still remain bowed down on broken knees, Attempting to bond my soul you have shattered once more, My distress is the only thing that makes your rotting heart pulsate, Why must you do this to me? You slip in your blood painted leotard and light up another cigarette, Smiling that vile, wicked, shady smirk of disgust and amusement, You allow your long, feathered, onyx curls hang over your eyes, Hiding yourself; the true demon from me, The cloud of smoke escapes your deep crimson lips and flees for f

Ego bursting with faithless lies, Politics and gossip promote that ignorance makes you wise. Senseless impulses, before you decide you better think twice, You better know how to play the game before you roll the dice. This is the country we live in, isn't it pretty basic and plain? Tomorrow when we wake up, it will all be the same. Until we find out a few teens who were bullied brought guns to school, Tried to blow the place to pieces and shoot a round through the people labeled as "cool". Or maybe a country whom the US supported becomes envious and strikes back, Crashes planes into buildings while we bomb Iraq. This is the country

I embrace the everlasting darkness inside my tortured and gruesome palms, I let my mind wander, my body throb and my blood shed to the darkest, cruelest songs, I cry at night when I think of you, I run away when the going gets tough, I scream when I realize there is nothing I can do, I smile when you leave me torn and rough. This is the abuse that has become a fixation; I can't help but come running back, Your form of love and expression to me is shown through a merciless, hardhearted smack, I ask myself every minute of everyday why I still remain with you; the answer is unknown, There is nothing but bitter romance and hailing down to

I've tasted this sour before... My jaws still pucker at the flavor. I will wrap you in cellophane so You can  Kiss the midnight sky      goodbye. Your lips boil against mine, Our eyes meet, and then         Burn. Let your tears extinguish my fire, And put out for me tonight. Let me feel you                   just one last time... Before your flame fades away and Your tart eyes close... For eternity.

Pain is beauty. Beauty is toxic. Save me from the poison of Lonesome faces that possess This seductive street corner. The downtown neon lights Will continue to shine, No matter how tart the night. Let the bitter breeze bite softly as My lungs inhale this numbing savior... Should I flick away the last ash of our Shady    Punk Rock        Suck my Cock Romance? Or will you listen to me as I scream silently, Selling my unpure body? Fuck you, you're words burn my soul Like the misplaced forest fire of the summer. I don't need you. In this love story, Nancy will bury Sid. A shallow smile will be painted across My once-rosy

I am on an everlasting journey, Bittersweet is the only description that fits. Pieces no longer fit together like they did before, Nor did they ever in the beginning. Can I be your heartache? Can I make you hurt? Can I help you realize I am real? Can I make you burn? One minute I cry, the next I laugh. I love then I hate. It is a neverending cycle, The ferris wheel of contradiction keeps on spinning. Where do I belong? Where am I supposed to be? Nowhere, Because in this black and white fairy tale, I am crying crimson... I am looking for love in all the wrong places.

there is the neverending ache where you used to be, i used to be fulfilled but now there is a huge void, you took me away from all my pain and picked me up off the floor. we danced on the stars, we kissed in the skies, we slept on the clouds... and then you went away... you promised me you'd only be gone for a short while, you swore to me you'd never let me go, but now the steady ache kicks in and teardrops run, you arent coming home. you say you miss me... but just a little bit, i wish i could say the same, but for each and every thought of you, on my body there is a slit, i marked my hurt, my love and my hatred, all with a ti