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TwistedEverything is so messed up
I’m so confused
I should be crying,
But instead I’m laughing
At my last breath.
When the world is backwards
I’m so confused
The sky is ground
The north is south
And I find myself swinging
From the cobblestones
And with dirty hands, walking
Gripping with knuckle bones
Why is it, turned all around
I’m so confused
Yes means no
Wrong is right
And I’m enthralled with hurting people
Destroying their souls
And living, but actually dead
And somehow hurt consoles
At this rate I’ll be
Falling down to heaven
Or flying up to hell
To really understand this world of opposition
When I try to call my friend
Turns out she’s the enemy
And when I think I’m singing
I’m actually really cursing
And all around me
They all just do the same
When normality's are no longer normality's
I’m so confused
When Beauty is ugly
And scars are lovely
Gets pretty hard to disgui
Thanks to You Love
It’s like a lie
That you tell to me
This word abused, confused
Meant to say you’re a game
You’re nothing more, nothing less
Pray tell, next time, if it’s love or lust
This word, thanks to you, I no longer trust
and I've behaved,
and rather Unjustly.
Only together a mere while,
And I'm infected,
With every word
that on me you've tested.
Tear me apart
and no longer leave me to suffer,
of this disease you've inflicted;
where I have no choice
But to think of you,
and in my dreams at night.
Cure me, out of your good will, my lover
for I fear I'm lovesick still.
Dread to DareThere she cowers, in the cold heart of blackness,
Scratching claws, stupidity, on iron bars,
Despair only driving her to madness;
Her mind in torment, reminding ageless scars.
Pacing back and forth in her confinement,
She laments like an animal, trapped forever;
Tears grace her cheeks with bitterness not refinement;
She plotted her escape but they screamed, No never!
She’s done this to herself resignation no other
She’s signed up for torment, she’s signed up for hell!
Wandering from one restricting corner to another
Ragged, torn, and crawling filth; they swear, don’t tell.
Her ashen cheeks all sunken and hollow
Her hopes once dared to dance, locked down forever
And this is the hell, that was willed follow
Hope, her little friend, now tethered at the end
She wouldn’t give herself a chance, if honestly she did
She’d been freed not pathetic existing beast
In the depths of her beating chest tears protruded
A whisper for help her cumbersome li
Worried they’ll think
You are dumb, useless
Building a wall between
Acquaintance and a friendship
It controls thoughts and opinions
So you can’t make the right decisions
Pride, it’s fear, it’s ego, it’s mind control
I think, I feelI think, I feel
And sometimes it stinks,
When one thought goes ‘round
Like a little bug, Buzzing
Poking you, prickling you,
Biting you, snitching you
Doing a buggy parade ground
C’mon admit, it’s annoying…
You’ve failed, you’re not good enough
And you think this, I’m enjoying…
They’re better than you, you’re not enough
Soon you realize, the damage already done
You think, you feel, and then you hurt
And oh boy it ever hurts
Sometimes so much
You hope to evaporate
Into the mist on the slough
Again I think, I feel
Things happen so perfect
Like an aurora light
Piercing your soul, lifting your spirit
Once was drowning into a hole
Humming to you, Warming you
Drawing you out, Lifting you up
So high you feel you’re flying
Beyond the shroud, beyond the slough, beyond the vale
High up in a puffy cumulus cloud
So consumed by a feeling
You become it,
Just chillin’ out
High on cloud nine
‘round and ‘round your bra
Dying to be BeautifulDying to be beautiful
How far does it go
How deep can it get
How dark can it pull
When nothing holds you together
But layers of makeup on sunken cheeks
And your bones so frail they
Shatter from sobbing
Your heart so weak
You cannot risk loving
Your world so painful,
Through gray misty eyes
From the outline of ribs
To the protruding bone spines
I clearly see, you’re dying
Yes, dying to be beautiful
I wish somebody would tell you
The secret of beauty
It comes from the heart
The inside out
Not the outside in
But still how far will you go
How deep will you get
How dark will you go
Until you realize
Just to beautiful
Despicable MeThere huddling in the corner;
A pathetic existence,
Whimpering beast and lost soul
Heart beating but half full
Its face all worn and ghostly vile
As though a man but without a smile
Its eyes bloodshot from hate
Coordinating with a deadly fate
And I cowered from its horrid dreams
They unleashed tormenting screams
I couldn’t bare to look through it
The ugliest thing I’d ever seen,
A host of envy seized its eyes,
Its mouth a foaming rage
Its face ashen like a grave
It incapable of beauty
To itself it was a slave
Everything it stood for broke my heart
All the dreadful moaning of it, pushed me apart
And when the blood dripped from its arms
I caught it huddling there without its usual charms
I’d never forget its sight
Horrendous creature that it was
I wished I would have never beheld it
Its face and terror will leave their scars
In my dreams it comes at night
Wake me Wake me I can’t stand the sight
For in that moment, I will see,
That despicable thin
Drowning TearsVerse 1
It’s so hopeless and I’m scared
The light just rushes right past me
Like a whirlwind of despair
I hear a wolf cry, alone in the night
The wolf creeps by, gently whispers in my ear
I shiver, a cloud, with doubt slamming in my face
Why do I feel so ensnared …?
My heart is pounding in my chest
Is it just a dream?
I can’t seem to do the right thing
My whole body rebels
I see the right choice, why can’t I make it?
Something’s got me by the neck
Please take the fear away …
Surrounded by love
How am I ignored?
Blood is flowing down my face,
I feel sick, as I’m knocked to the ground
He tears out my soul
Ripping it to nothing but shreds
I can’t see the light …
On the cold floor, my heart keeps pounding
I wish it would stop
Cause I can’t forgive
The moon slips out of reach
Why does he keep watching?
I just want to run away from here
Oh, why is it so cold …?
I can’t live on
UnderstandExcuse me, I'm sorry to impose
Won't you both keep on your clothes
I have something that I have to say
You might laugh or you might get upset
Are you listening to me yet?
I can't just simply walk away
Boy, I lost my trust in you
Girl, if you knew what I knew
You'd see he's not the person he appears
But you take his word over mine
I just hope you'll leave in time
Before you see that he's your biggest fears
Sometimes I even wonder if
The possibility of this
So called 'karma' even exists
How come I'm here with open arms
An open heart in risk of harm
Yet he's the one with someone else to kiss?
Boy, you don't deserve her
Girl, you deserve better
But still I have to see you hand in hand
Soon you'll see just what he is
And maybe when it comes to this
Maybe then you'll finally understand
Excuse me, I don't mean to offend
But I can't smile and pretend
That you'll be perfect for each other
He'll tell you that you're the only one
Blink your eyes and he'll be gone
Off to find a perfect lover
HeartI left my heart's door open,
But no one walked in.
I laughed but no one laughed with me.
All that's left is a symphony.
It's coming from the back of my heart.
I'm waiting for someone to hear it.
Will you listen?
So What Do I Do?If only I could read your mind
If only I could interpret you emotions
Understand what you're going through
See through your eyes
Hear through your ears
Feel through your heart
If only I knew how to help you
But I can't
And I don't
And it's killing me
So what do I do?
Jenga Is a Dangerous Game
Oh, please don't use words like "forever" and "always".
I get a little dizzy when you say them,
And my careful, precarious stack of hopes could fall down at any minute.
Though I don't and do wish you wouldn't,
You build it up, nourish it, make it grow
Each time you are kind to me.
Add a block for every smile.
Cause my heart to fly, my soul to sing;
Make me want to dance with you until the music ends...
But please, don't use words like "forever".
My tower is too tall, and I can't afford
To let it collapse on me, too.
The EmpathI take what isn't mine,
leaving what is good behind.
Taking the pain and leaving joy.
They smile, not knowing what I've done.
I cry over this, because I know what I've done.
I wear the mask.
As the smile openly.
No one knows what I do,
that I can sense and take emotion.
I can take pain and leave joy.
Though, I wish they did.
An Empath can feel what isn't their own feeling,
they can also take it from others.
Taking their pain so they wont.
That's what I do.
It's so much more than empathy,
it's feeling it in my very core that's not even mine.
Pain, sorrow, feeling hollow.
That isn't mine in the beginning.
I help by taking.
I save by containing.
But will anyone help,
or save me too?
Someone to understand,
an electic touch.
A gentle voice.
So much more than a friend is what I need.
Where to start?
I don't know.
I wish they'd know.
Because I guess they're not here.
I Still Love YouI'm sorry I'm not perfect
I'm sorry I can only try
But it hurts when you get angry
And you don't say why
You look at me in tears
Sometimes you almost shout
The frustration you bring upon me
The anger you bring out
I'm mad because I care
I want nothing more than to see you smile
I just want to help
And believe me
I'll be here a while
When you cry
My eyes tear at the seams
When you're sad
Rain clouds haunt my dreams
But when you laugh or smile
My lips curl up too
You still just make me so happy, I only wish I could express
How much I still love you.
Throw It AwayStop!
Put the blade down
Don't you think it's time for something new?
A new attitude, a new way of dealing with
The things they put you through
A new way to survive
A new way to pull you through
You may not see it now
But if you hold on
It always gets better somehow
So throw your self-destructive tool
Away and join the fight
We'll show those in pain
That there's always a light
And I know you think that no one's there
And I know you think that no one cares
But the things they said, they're not true
They're only trying to hurt you
If you go through with this
It'll only get worse
So just throw it away
So just throw the guilt away
All the anger, all the pain
All the fear and all the shame
Just throw it all away
On the edge
There's a girl stood looking down
And she's so far up
She can see the whole town
Little did she know
The very next day
They'd take back all the things they say
But now she'll never find out
Wait it out
Just wait and see
It will get better for b
A Taste for TextA book is but a sweet escape
To pick you off your feet
And when it starts to pull you in
You're in for such a treat
For in the pages of a book
The world becomes a new
And anything that happens
May be happening to you
Anything is possible
The plot with twist and turn
In the end, you'll find your way
There's so much more to learn
For in-between the text
We all may find ourselves
And every hero or villain
Not merely descriptions on shelves
But a reflection of the good and bad we bury in ourselves
And when one is defeated
The other will prevail
But who will win the influence
He is not decided in the tale.
But within the heart, within the text
The words that touch us most
Will always lead us to hold on
To pick our favorite host.
Winter HeartFrozen solid, her heart will not beat,
Summer over, arctic winds won’t retreat,
All warmth and light has fled,
And you won’t last long there,
Her heart it’s a tundra in winter,
A winter heart, all dead.
The snow falling your love a breeze,
You won’t last long, you'll just freeze
Icicles from the past have froze her core,
Only warm hearts will change the season
Her heart it’s a tundra in winter
A winter heart, you've fallen for
Inspector Wolf The old lady was dead. I could smell it before I even got into the house. The whole place reeked of adrenaline, sweat, fear, copper and steel. He’d dropped her right in her living room. Chopped and chopped until she stopped moving. But I could tell I was getting close. This had been done in a hurry, and the killer didn’t have the time to clean up after himself like he usually did.
Across the room, the phone rang. The shrill sound set my teeth to grinding, but I ignored it. Instead I followed the killer’s bloody footprints into the back bedroom. He’d climbed out the window. If I hurried, I could catch up to him and end this disgusting spree he was on.
Then the answering machine kicked in. “Hi, Gramma! It’s Red. Sorry I’m running late. I kind of lost track of time. But don’t worry. I packed the picnic and I’m heading out the door right now. Love you.”
She’d been expec
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