PainTo some, pain is nothing more than a hindrance,Something that makes their lives uncomfortable.To others it is something they try to avoid at all costs.But to me, it is something different.Pain reminds me that I'm still here, and I'm still feeling.
Little sister.I will be your soldier, I will be your armor.I'd do anything to make you feel calmer.I will be your sword, I will be your shield.I will not stop until the haters yield.I will be your cheer squad, I will be your fans.You just keep right on clapping your hands.And by any and all means I will bring the world down to it's knees.
These Scars.I look upon my arm again, not for the first time today.I run my fingers over across the faint white scars, to everyone else they're barely there,But to me they couldn't be clearer, always there reminding me of what I've done.We are characterized by the scars we bear.These scars of mine, remind me of a darker time.The thin white wisps, which once drained me of happiness.I want to live my life, and I'll take it back by any means.It's better to die on your feet, than to live on your knees.
To The Death.I may hurt.I may bleed.But these are things I do not heed.I may trip.I may fall.But I will always stand tall.I will win.I will not fail.I will fight with tooth and nail.I may be bruised,I may be battered.But I am never beaten.No matter how much I hurt,No matter how hard it gets,I will keep on fighting to the death.
Hidden meaningUnder the slurred speech of a rambling of a drunk, lie the hidden desires of an honest man.
Don't be so judgmental....You taunt and you tease,You judge me with ease.I'm stereotyped and placed,All judged on my face.The color and ink on my skin,Slowly drawing you in.You don't know me, you don't know my life.You and your assumptions are causing me strife.It's my choice to stick a piece of metal in my flesh,I like it, I'm not going to second guess.This is my life,My story,My tale to be told.And I'm gonna tell the way it is untilI grow grey and old.
Where'd you go? I miss you so...I knew this was happening,I knew this was coming.I knew you were going,I knew you were leaving.But what I didn't know was how much I'd miss you.I didn't know how much you meant to me.I didn't know how much you had done for me.I'm going to miss you, that's for sure.But I'll never forget you.I'll never forget all the things you've done for me.I'll never forget all the memories we've shared.I'll never forget all the good times we've had.I'm going to miss you, that's sure.But I'll never forget you, make no mistake.
Kill Them With Kindness.Mitchell Archer leaned lazily against the old oak tree that sat at the far end of Back-Water High School oval; it was the first recess back after mid-year break and everyone in year 10 were eager to see all their friends again."They act as if they haven't seen each other in over a year," Mitchell muttered to himself as he glanced at a group of girls that were screaming and hugging each other like their lives depended on it. "I mean it's hardly been a month." He sighed and gave up on trying understanding girls, sometimes it seemed like they were an alien species that he knew nothing about. Mitchell cast the muddling thoughts from his mind as he flicked his wrist and a red sphere shot from his hand on a purple string and hung at the end of the line briefly before snapping back into Mitchell's hand, he looked around as he heard a sound to his right."MITCHIE!" Shrieked the bouncy brown haired girl as she tackled Mitchie from his perch against the oak tree and onto t
Guide to being creepyJokerman03's guide to being creepy.Hello and welcome, today I will be giving you a brief explanation on how to be creepy, not pedophile creepy; good creepy.Alright, step 1: have a creepy and/or suggestive stare to give people when you look at each other from across the room.Step 2: Adopt the habit of performing an odd gesture to people at random occasions. i.e poking your tongue out quickly.Step 3: When approaching a group of friends, pick one and silently stand behind them until you are noticed.Step 4: Whilst walking past some one, causally run your hands through their hair as you go by.Step 5: Come up with an odd sound that you use as a response to any and all questions asked.And that ladies and gentlefolk, is how to be creepy. See you all next week
An Elegy for BrooksDeath came swiftly yesterdayand took the life of a man away.We do not know the reason why,because he was too young to die -but that is what we always saywhen death steals one of us away.All worldly troubles now do cease;he slumbers on in gentle peace.To fear no terrors of the night,may he be kept in loving light.We pray to god, amen, and pleasemay he rest eternally in peace.
Sweet DreamsClose your eyes now,count to three.State one last avow,sleep blissfully.Life's full of uncertainty,and the privilege of tomorrow is no guarantee.
So, I lied.I am a poet.At least,that's what myskin tells me whenI bleed.I'm slowly melting intobed sheets not worthlying in twice.Half sick of shadows,I think I've lost my mind.My thoughts are s p i n n i n gand my bones are shaking. But I keep repeating re-peatingrepeating your name like a mantra. All I want to do is sleep.But you see,I bleed more than redand there is this ink pendigging through my skin.
Even In InsanityEven In InsanityYou know I used to thinkInsanity was neatI waited week by weekTo be touched by that strange starBut now here we areAnd I've been crawling in so farToppling off the barWith just one drink
And I thank you for your strengthBut it's been too long a lengthEventually we'll breakSo you should know:I want to be with you when you goI hate the way the madness showsI hate the way I bring you lowAnd soYou need to leave...And even though I'll grieveMy world out under meMaybe I'll be reprievedWhen I'm only all insane
Crazed, I'll forget your name
Hurt, you'll do the same;Just know that before it cameYou meant everything to meThough I won't know, we still will be:I believe our love is freeI'll keep your shadow near to meI'll love you just as completeEven in insanity
Can't You Hear Me?Hello,Hello,Don't you hear me?Hello?!Hello?!Don't you hear my cries?I'm calling.I'm crying.I'm screaming.Out to you.You don't answer.You don't answer.You don't answer.And all I get is an E C H OI need help.I need you.Don't you hear me?Don't you understand?I'm falling.I'm sinking.Can't you give me a hand?
The best of meYou, tried to take the best of me.Go away!You, tried to take the best of me.Go away!you tried to take it all, take everything I had worked for, everything I earned, everything I am.You slowly seeped it out of me, making me weak, making me fragile.You slowly stole away my strength, and killed my spirit.But no, you won't take my life, I will go when my time is right.I will fight back, show you what I'm made of.I will not give up, take back what you took from me.I am not going to sit back and watch you take the best of me.
He Loves Me NotA rose sat on the table,He promised it would never die,And when it was worn and withered,I did not cry.It's not what I expected,I knew the rose would not grow,Into a lumbering, majestic tree,That in the wind would flow.The petals fell, one by one,Browned under the burning sun,Scattered across the table and chairs,Worn and withered without a care.And when the rose finally snapped,I let out a deep sigh,The weight of the world,Broke its' neck,But I did not cry.I already knew what to think,When I saw your face,But I learned how not to speak,When it wasn't my time or place.I played your little game,And we had a bit of fun,But now we're driving in the other lane,And all is said and done.My shoulders are turned in,The petals fall from my hand,The ocean washes them away,Down on the sand.I know this wasn't planned,And it didn't last too long,But it's hard to pretend,That I am still strong.A rose sat on a grave,He promised it would never die,And when it was wor
Just The Way You AreDo you ever feel that you stand out:like a white feather would on a crow?Do you ever feel that you're different:a weed in a flowerbed struggling to grow?Do you ever feel that you're moving in the wrong direction?Fighting against the tide, battling the flow.Do you ever feel left out:a bird left behind because it's flying much too slow?Have you ever felt a little useless:a light bulb that's losing all its glow?Fading into blackness, alone,Not knowing where to go.If you ever feel any of these things,and are sad, lonely, feeling different and low,If you ever feel that you don't belongI just want you to know...That no-one benefits from being the same,It's the ones who are different who make the changeand also,know that I love you just the way you areand that you should let your uniqueness show.
While I CryDo you know what it's likeWhen all you want is to beHeld while you cry, yet youCan only cry when you are completelyalone?
Alone in the DarkI'm sitting hereAll aloneWaiting for someoneTo call me homeI want them to noticeThat I am not thereI need to knowThat somebody caresOut here in the darkI'm in need of a friendSomeone that will beWith me till the endMy body is shiveringMy fingers are numbAll I want isFor someone to comeI need to feel lovedMy heart hurts right nowI need someoneTo help me somehowLife is so lonelyWhen friends seem so fewI want to be happyBut I don't know how toI've been depressed for so longAnd lonely and scaredTo be anything elseI'm still unpreparedSo please help me outDear friend of mineIf you don't help me nowWe'll run out of time.
Catching StarsWe sit atop cloudsCatching wishes with a netStill shy of the ground
To My Ex-FriendI hope I never see you again'Cause I know that if I doAll the pain will come rushing backAnd I might just break in twoYou used to say you cared for meA lie that I believedFor I was desperate for a friendAnd I was easily deceivedIt's been three years since we last spokeAnd though three years is a long timeI'm just barely getting over the hurtOf you leaving me behindI thought that we were friendsBut apparently we weren'tI trusted you too easilyAnd that's what got me burntThe scars you caused will healBut it will take some timeSo I hope that we don't meet againFor both your sake and mine.
Confliction and Addiction.Everyday repeats.Spend some bills,take a few pills.Fill up with doubt,then pass out.Then repeat.I'm dammed to addiction.Filled with confliction.Fuck it!I'm done.This is my last one..I hope.
All I see is RedSeconds turn to minutesas I lie awake in bedI'm laying in the darknessbut all I see is redI turn my light on nowand hold the scissors neartrying to stop the dire needtrying to face my fearI take a few deep breathsand slowly count to tenhoping I can put them downand get to sleep againtears run down my facethe pleas die in my headmy desire for physical painis calling to be fedI move the scissors slowlyplace them gently on my wristand as the blade bites downI'm slowly filled with blisstears dry quickly nowa smile forms on my facesadness slowly leaveshappiness takes its place
Might Not Live To See ItThere will always bea tomorrow, we just mightnot live to see it.
Emo.Tional Emo.Goth."What, are you goth or something?"..."See. She is emo."..why..You've left me kneeling in the aisle way,Between desks,Picking up the pieces,Picking up myselfWhile I'm cautious not to let a faucet run from my face "Abby..Are you alright..?"My history teacher...so kind, I absolutely adore her..I tried to hold myself together as I made no effort to stop tears that raced down.I just wanted to run.."If you need to, you can go into the hallway.."A shake of my head would tell her no, but if I could speak I'd say yes."Abby, you okay?!" Karina.. so polite"What is i-oh..." Matthew, so clueless at times.."Hey...Abby, are you sure you're okay?" ..no..."What happened?" ....."Nothing"..It was only the same as ever.Every passing dayYet they don't see my tears, they wouldn't care anyways, They're just one cause of my painYou can call me emo.You can yell "Goth".You can label me fag.Go ahead.
I'll be fineDid you ever feel like you wouldn't mind,if you'd get hit by a car?Did you ever swim in the ocean,and wouldn't care if you'd swim too far?Have you ever not been able to open your eyes,just 'cause it hurts too much?Well, I feel like such.I could touch it, I could feel it on my fingertips.I could smell it, I could taste it on my lips.You dragged me through hell,and watched me as I fell.It's not okay, but I will be.I'll just have to find the real me.Time will tell how hard I really fell.I'll be fine, but right now I'm not doing so well.
Things I know about women...Nothing.