Bianca this week,
Ashley next week,
JayJay the week after
He cheats on you.
Oh yeah,
They're only friends.
Well, if you count friends-with-benefits, that is.
Are you truly his favorite girl?
You only assume that,
Because you're his girlfriend, right?
Ah-huh, yeah, he's not lying.
Who cares if he has secrets with Bianca?
Who cares is he has porn pictures of Ashley?
Who cares if he has a past with JayJay?
Not you, of course.
You can't stand to lose him,
So you just keep on believing him,
And lying to yourself.
Real smart.
But guess what
He lied.
She believed.
Soothing my pain,
Numbing every fear,
Curing my diseases,
You're always there when needed.
Do I need you?
Yes I've always needed you.
Do you need me?
No You've never needed me.
If you loved me, you would've said it.
I have always said, "I love you,"
You have never replied.
You're a disappointment,
You're my heroine,
You're the evil in my nightmares.
No longer will I believe your lies.
No longer will you be the aloe on my burns.
Forever you are banished.
I am solid and honest,
You are hollow and deceitful.
Of course,
I believed you.
But now,
You are my hollow aloe leaf.
Go burn in the deepest pits of hell.
Silver glistened in his hand.
Every thought was about him;
Holding him close,
Kissing his pale rosy lips,
Feeling his love for me radiate from within him
One step closer.
My feet did not want to move,
Yet I willed them too,
And they dragged with fear.
Two steps closer.
He finally began to move toward me.
Black silky hair fell over his eyes,
As they burned through my helpless soul.
Three steps closer.
I threw my arms around his waist.
He leaned down and kissed me,
Unaware that it was the last time.
The glistening silver object pierced through my upper back.
I fell limp in his arms,
And he cackled a dark laugh.
My last
Pain, torture, sorrow,
Love, trust, longing,
All so different, all so alike.
The difference is visible,
The similarities are buried.
What is that in your cold eyes?
Is that pity for me?
No...it can't be...
Never. Ever.
I hate your pity,
Yet you continue to pour it onto me,
Like rain drops falling through the April sky.
How come you pity me,
While you've never been through this?
You spit lies at me,
And i choke upon them.
Laughing at my misery dissolves the pity you held.
Instantaneous pity melts into your eyes once more.
Every lie, every sentence,
Every word, every syllable...
They pierce my heart as if they were butcher
Death shall break my fall as i leap off the ledge of reality.
Death has me in a choke hold as I gasp for my last breath of life, however; it's filled with the filth of evil.
Bianca this week,
Ashley next week,
JayJay the week after
He cheats on you.
Oh yeah,
They're only friends.
Well, if you count friends-with-benefits, that is.
Are you truly his favorite girl?
You only assume that,
Because you're his girlfriend, right?
Ah-huh, yeah, he's not lying.
Who cares if he has secrets with Bianca?
Who cares is he has porn pictures of Ashley?
Who cares if he has a past with JayJay?
Not you, of course.
You can't stand to lose him,
So you just keep on believing him,
And lying to yourself.
Real smart.
But guess what
He lied.
She believed.
Soothing my pain,
Numbing every fear,
Curing my diseases,
You're always there when needed.
Do I need you?
Yes I've always needed you.
Do you need me?
No You've never needed me.
If you loved me, you would've said it.
I have always said, "I love you,"
You have never replied.
You're a disappointment,
You're my heroine,
You're the evil in my nightmares.
No longer will I believe your lies.
No longer will you be the aloe on my burns.
Forever you are banished.
I am solid and honest,
You are hollow and deceitful.
Of course,
I believed you.
But now,
You are my hollow aloe leaf.
Go burn in the deepest pits of hell.
Silver glistened in his hand.
Every thought was about him;
Holding him close,
Kissing his pale rosy lips,
Feeling his love for me radiate from within him
One step closer.
My feet did not want to move,
Yet I willed them too,
And they dragged with fear.
Two steps closer.
He finally began to move toward me.
Black silky hair fell over his eyes,
As they burned through my helpless soul.
Three steps closer.
I threw my arms around his waist.
He leaned down and kissed me,
Unaware that it was the last time.
The glistening silver object pierced through my upper back.
I fell limp in his arms,
And he cackled a dark laugh.
My last
Pain, torture, sorrow,
Love, trust, longing,
All so different, all so alike.
The difference is visible,
The similarities are buried.
What is that in your cold eyes?
Is that pity for me?
No...it can't be...
Never. Ever.
I hate your pity,
Yet you continue to pour it onto me,
Like rain drops falling through the April sky.
How come you pity me,
While you've never been through this?
You spit lies at me,
And i choke upon them.
Laughing at my misery dissolves the pity you held.
Instantaneous pity melts into your eyes once more.
Every lie, every sentence,
Every word, every syllable...
They pierce my heart as if they were butcher
Death shall break my fall as i leap off the ledge of reality.
Death has me in a choke hold as I gasp for my last breath of life, however; it's filled with the filth of evil.
I think I've found my talent with art and different arts, so I asked my friend where to share my stuff and...here I am! I love music, writing, novels, and such...but I dont have any confidence in MY so-called talent. There's another reason why I'm here.
Current Residence: NJ Favourite genre of music: emo, screamo, punk rock, hard core, post hardcore, screamo/alternative type stuffffff Personal Quote: "Death shall break my fall as i leap off the ledge of reality."
My sunburn is driving me CRAZY. I've been home from school for two days due to it. In some ways, being home helps because I've been writing in my free time. I'm trying to get all of my newer and newest creations on here today.
The newest Hawthorne Heights album, Skeletons, came out yesterday and I still don't have it. I shall die, but not in peace.
-sigh-
Wish me luck!
Im obviously confused. I have all of these projects due for school yet I find myself doodling in notebooks and on bottoms of important papers. I think it's time to start writing again. "Practice makes perfect" so maybe I should start back up on my writings. It probably wouldn't hurt to try drawing either...
I need a new topic to write about though.
...and maybe my drawings can be illustrations for the writings?
AGH confusion...
I'm trying to think of titles for some of my writings so I can put them on here but it's not going too smoothly... Dealing with emotional problems don't help with this issue either...Darn :(