Let me turn on the light in your dark room,
I will show you my discoveries , trust me,
They're all over these walls.
I am not naive,
Nor am I ignorant.
Can't you see?
The hidden messages that were on this wall?
They are unscrambled and answered,
Can you feel at all?
To Much To Bare
I Fail Again
I Can Not Mend
I Search, I Seek
Can’t Be Found
I Cut, I Scratch
I Tear At Skin
Have To I Must
Find A Way In
My Foolish Heart
I Must Get Inside
Must Pull The Plug
My Pain Subside
Little girl dreaming of death
She's only sixteen but her life is a mess.
Sitting up alone all night
Feeling these thoughts that she just can't fight.
She's up in the bathroom staring at herself in the mirror,
She thinks why can nobody hear her!?
She takes out her secret box...
Death will find you,
encroached in the most sinister of dreams.
Clawed, bloody chest marks.
Mutilated baby dolls,
hurting…. to hurt, is to be alive.
Pain and death entwined,
Is to be reborn.
Reborn as a parasite,
Demigods of Logic and ill Wisdom
Loaded pistol pointed blank
Towards the blissful existence
Incisions into true human visions.
Walk forward blind into the firing line
Like a prisoner with his hands tied
and his Mind fried, a slave to nonexistent time,
Dead yet as well as Alive...
.......... She is all alone just siting watching a blank tv. the walls start screeching and the windows start to crack. she sits silently and questions her life. the dark night is darker when the stars dim and the moon turns into blood. the lights get dimer you can barely...
but had once shone so very bright
are now filled with a sadness and is losing the battle and will to fight.
Her mind is torn and twisted not knowing what she should do
as the battle rages within her head and heart tearing her in two.
Her fighting and inner strength is really...
It’s cold and it’s damp
And filled with decay
My friends in the crypt
Invite me to stay
“ rest you bones over here
Let our spirits go play”
I roam and I wonder
I sit where I please
If prayer where to work
I’d drop to my knees
I lay on a casket
To rest, for I’m...
my acts I always take them further
I keel you if you agree
or not I won't care
I like to torture
you will just stand and stare
be ready no one has ever bare
what you thought life was fair
ha that's a joke
I don't need a Facebook poke
well I don't get them anyways
Blackened misty breath entwined around a stolen kiss
Serpentine words beating an echo of past expulsions that guard the door of sincerity
Once a craving, I don't need words to see lips dance
Does nonchalant drip, sometimes
Does truth breed with contempt, sometimes
a troubled mindset would re-invent. A once carefree and happy teen, succumbing to pervasive screams. "Desires to kill" began his cries. The death of his Mother gave birth to lies. This mental illness had taken hold, the rest is fact (as will un-fold). Growing up an only child...
is it the moments come now.
And yet the ache still twists and completely turns.
Even though I made a home I lost the fucken house.
I thought I was safe I thought I was loved.
I was nothing but filth to be washed not smudged.
Who could expect heat from eyes so dark and cold...
My broken heart
My screaming brain
The questions why
I do not know
She will not speak
To tell me so
How do you stop my bleeding heart?
The love I’ve lost
A poison dart
I cry alone
The pain inside
To much to bare
I can’t abide
This life, to much
Making me see things that only live in imaginations
Hungry for my soul
They scream my name
Looking to make me bleed out my sins of the past
Leaving me in cold sweats
Looking and seeing nothing but hopeless barren landscape
Lost in my mind
darkened days drenched daily.
its own apocalyptic undoing.
For the highly functioning monsters,
who hunt alone.
Lacking a parent or two,
or maybe beginning with none at all.
segregated and alone for all to see,
Embracing the devil...
there is a creature that comes from a place where there is no hope or joy. The air itself is filled with misery. His heart is filled with a sadness that words really cannot depict. He walks among you but you would never noticed him. He is me.
in my head
so I scratch it till I am satisfied
but wait I feel my hand wet
so I look and it is all red
dripping blood on my carpet.
my arms hurt and I see
scratches and marks
my mind is in shock
what did I do
my mouth has dry blood around it
I get up and walk to my kitchen
of my past visible only to me
An empty feeling
Leaves me reeling
As I stare out of my lifeless eyes
Waiting to feel my pulse
Day turns to night
Night turns to endlessness
As I feel the weight of the universe
Pushing me down
Down to the ground
I held her hand so frail, so small.
I heard the weeping of those close by...
All those asking why.
I knew the time had come, I leaned in very close.
I could smell the slightest fragrance of her favorite perfume....
All at once there was silence in the room.
My lips now almost...
I feel your presence slowly creep,
As if my soul you came to reap.
The fear infects my thoughts so deep,
I feel you watching as I sleep.
The apparition fills my door,
Sending shivers through my core.
Too terrifying to ignore,
As she moves across my floor.
She takes her place...
My angel of death
With long flowing dress’s
My life’s only breathe
I plot and I stock her
She knows I exist
I beckon her to me
Her steadfast resist
My beautiful darkness
You never look in my eyes
You’re so self-consuming
You’re always saying goodbyes’
Kids wearing deep frowns,
Intoxicating pollution kills with no care,
Life was happy and used to be fair,
Poor child am I,
Gazing at the thick smog pondering why?,
Father and mother brought me into this world,
Not a damn given as I sit in waste,
This planet suffocates and with...
"what's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet."
No matter thy name of Allie, Nor Enemy, a Devil, nor Saint..you are the one who has captured my lonely heart.
my dreams carry me, as my heart flutters a million butterflies... thinking of...
and crying tonight
And as I look my Demon he is by my side
He laughs at me with a devilish smile
He says "I'll only be here a little while"
He spands his wings and we take flight
He takes me to my childhood and I close my eyes
I hear my screams and I hear my cries
I feel the...
The pain, the shame,
That I hide beneath the smile in my eyes,
And the nightmares,
They continue to wake me,
Leaving a trail of tears along my face,
Some escaping to my hands,
Leaving invisible marks of the churning emotions below the smile in my eyes.
First day of school
And she thinks it's a new start,
But these kids have painful words that shot deep inside her heart.
But no amount of hiding
No amount of closed doors
Could keep away the taunting of the kind of clothes she wore.
Long sleeves in the summer.
What was she...
From out of blackest pits of hell
There comes a form you know too well
Upon your thoughts it feeds and dwells
And fed by fear its stature swells
You try to block it from your mind
But something in you undefined
Feels apathetically resigned
To give it what it’s come to...
once more on the floor
Pick them up to put back together?
No, I'll just leave them on the fu.ck.ing floor
My shattered dreams
Have cut me deep
Toxic thoughts brew in my brain
As I swallow the pain
With the dirt under my nails that won't come out
All I have left is to heap...
The noise it makes has sealed my fate
It closes in.
I know I'll die to stay within
I rail against
The injustice of this cloying fence
I rush it
Smash it up
It bloodies me but gives me up
I am a wolf with anger that grows and grows, till the day it snaps. All run loose with thrill. we all have issues in life, is family really there ?
Can I play freely in the night underneath a moonless sky, to a forest we run, and in a cave we hide. To echoes of voices we hear...
i have spent alone, when the Shamen made his presence known.To me i believed his spirit was drawn, allowing me the comfort and time to mourn.Unsure of how (and where) to turn, but there was so much more to learn."Our spirits will merge as well as to coexist", "in light of our...
the soul but for some "appearance" seems to take the leading role from a scene where "ones virtues" fall in to decay, within this sickened feature film once thought as "too risque" so the prior "innocents" succumb to the trappings of "fame" (these twisted values) and perversions...
From a silver thread
With the monsters within
You just want to give in
Now imagine that's you
Every day, every hour
Like a wilting flower
You try to tell your dad
And you try to tell your mom
But they say you...
and rot it?
How is it that you run out of meadows?
When will it start raining colors besides bloody red??
You can dance on coal, but how about a mirror?
Will you be able to stand the sight of yourself?
I really did,
That was my mistake.
I put a knife to my throat,
A gun to my head,
The knife slides like butter across my throat,
The bullet tears through me,
As I'm bleeding out,
Do I see a helping hand?
No of course not,
I'm just am extra in...