gonna get in the car with a smile&a burn that I put on my arm the day you went away girl
I decided to post some poems....
Some good.
Some not so good.
:]
Candyland Whores
Candy coated razorblades,
Gaping wounds in sugar flesh,
Bleeding black licorice,
Lick it up,
Now laugh it up.
Bittersweet.
The blood of love.
Sweet as candy.
Thick as mud.
Grab a pixie stick,
Crush it up,
line it up,
snort it.
Sucking ShockTarts.
Broken Candy Hearts.
Distorted,
like the smile on their faces.
The kids in the candy stores.
The little CandyLand whores.
Choke down tooth decay,
Snort Smarties like Cocaine.
Inject LaffyTaffy into the vein.
Sugar cuts.
Bloody Runts.
Purple Nerds in lust,
with Pink Pixie Dust.
Gag ball Gobstoppers,
Chocolate covered bee stings.
A Jawbreaker to break her,
and steal the candied rings.
Now how sweet is it, really?
bleed[h]er.
Pay for all your scars.
You know nothing is free.
Your subscription to die,
Time for the monthly fee.
You wanted it all,
Well you got what you asked for.
I took the hardest fall,
Like never before.
Digging fingers into dirt,
As if gouging the face of God.
With the sweetest intentions (to hurt),
Finger - nail - abortion - needles -
Nuns atop the holyfuckingchurch,
Fucking themselves on the steeple.
And the STD-creepy-priest,
With glee he screams, "Praise lobotomies!
The kids don't even remember me."
And despite my apologies,
All the viktim-wannabe's still scream,
"This is your fault - you did this to me!
I never got my [un-]fair chance!"
I'm sorry? Well, I'm not.
What did you think I meant by "Dance,
Dance motherfuckers, dance."
You fucked up your own life,
Like needle-fucking fetuses.
You. The fly with a n g e l wings.
Killing your "lovers" with a thousand stings.
Yet somehow this is my fault.
M y f a u l t -
That you're a fucking murderer,
Dead-soul molestor. Dirty needle masturbator.
For every finger in the broken soul,
Is worth two for the fuck hole.
Finger-raping the bleeder,
How much longer does he need her?
Cut-throat kisses to every motherfucker,
Because one traitor deserves only another.
With their skinless lips,
Kissing in ignorance and bliss.
With the taste of angel piss
swelling on their tongues.
Filling their lungs with demon's cum.
Bleed like an angel.
Burn like a f l y .
Die on your knees with tears in your eyes.
Born feet first and too afraid to cry.
Bleed like an angel.
Burn like a f l y .
anything at all
walking, fading,
awake and waiting.
my breath comes out
like choking. gasping.
frostbitten fingers tips,
circling. tracing. pacing.
the maps I'm reading
make no sense to me.
definitely indefinitely,
until the death of me.
I'm scared to death of
what I've been chasing
endlessly.
hearts beating
too quickly.
Irregularly.
this is what it's like,
to be Me.
being Me
has never been easy.
strength through bleeding.
bleed out the poisoning.
poison all the grieving.
grieve for the weeping.
weep for those dying.
die for believing.
believe in anything.
anything at all.
anything at all.
anything at all...
but keep breathing.
Cheater
I couldn't believe it,
You cheated.
The one thing I thought you'd never do.
Do I deserve this?
I feel worthless...
You made all my nightmares come true.
Congratulations,
This situation,
Is one I've been in a few times too many.
You brought me here,
With my worst fears.
Aren't you proud of what you do to me?
Don't ya just love it?
I couldn't quite cut it.
I always knew I'd prove myself unworthy.
And you made it so,
So I'll leave you alone.
At least I can say you're happy in my misery.
Waiting For Winter
The clouds are moving so fast,
South bound. Destination now.
Anywhere away from the past.
Staring down, me on the ground,
Going where the sunshine lasts.
And then the nightsky rains leaves,
Where endless roads are paved.
Melodic words swing on the breeze,
That pushes its way past in waves.
And you can hear the trees scream,
That their feet are chained as slaves.
I'm just waiting for winter, so I can remember.
How cold it felt for me to hold her in my arms.
And I'm waiting for winter, so I can remember.
How frost bit my hands when I held her heart.
I'm just waiting for winter, so I can forget her.
And forget that she just loved to rip me apart.
Shattered Mirrors
A screaming whisper
A dried out tear
Sometimes when I cry
You cannot seem to hear
And when I have to scream
Only you can hush the fear
But sometimes I can only see you through cracked mirrors
But the blood still glows
Where the tears won't flow
And dead flowers grow
Through bloodstained snow
Where my faith struggled boldly
Many a moon ago
Only to be answered coldly
And pushed to the graves below
Glistening red smeared across the cracks in the glass
When my eyes seem to stay dry
I can still make my flesh cry
Crimson shows the emptiness inside
Still I greet sorrow with arms open wide
Salt the wounds of the skin I break
I'll turn my face and try to hide
I know sometimes faith can fade
But if you take your life then so will I
I can only see pieces of you in the shards of shattered mirrors
Four.
If I'd chosen to forget, I'd forget about every thing.
If I choose forgiveness, I'll be with you, but haunted, forever.
What was the defining moment those four years ago?
That would have us binded, through our scars, together.
on.Repeat
I See this Happening all over again.
Just the way it Happened Before.
Seen These Scenes too Many Times,
And I Don't Want to see Them Anymore.
I've Read this Book over,
From Beginning to the End.
I've Marked all the Best Pages,
That I Will Someday Read Again.
Your Words and Precious Lullabies,
Your Promises and All Your Alibis,
They're All Just Songs on Repeat.
The Artist's Sketchbook Recorded
Her Loyalty Sealed in Forms of Blood.
Pretty Words Burned into Paper.
A Flower Drowning Within A Flood.
It Seems the Year's Events Walk in Circles.
And Everday I Still Wake Up Alone.
I Feel a Choke in the Back of my Throat,
I Feel ReArranged Like The Picasso.
Your Words and Precious Lullabies,
Your Promises and All Your Alibis,
They're All Just Songs on Repeat.
Just a Record Playing on Repeat.
Smiles Touch
What did you want?
What did you need?
What is it about me,
That you can't seem to leave?
What are you waiting for?
What did I do so wrong?
What is it about me,
That made you vanish for so long?
Where did you take my stars?
Are you going to give them back?
Without them, the world ...
Is just one, big void of black.
Why did you pick me, dearest,
Why do I deserve this?
I feel myself crumbling underneath,
As our smiles touch at the lips.
I think that's plenty for now....
Some good.
Some not so good.
:]
Candyland Whores
Candy coated razorblades,
Gaping wounds in sugar flesh,
Bleeding black licorice,
Lick it up,
Now laugh it up.
Bittersweet.
The blood of love.
Sweet as candy.
Thick as mud.
Grab a pixie stick,
Crush it up,
line it up,
snort it.
Sucking ShockTarts.
Broken Candy Hearts.
Distorted,
like the smile on their faces.
The kids in the candy stores.
The little CandyLand whores.
Choke down tooth decay,
Snort Smarties like Cocaine.
Inject LaffyTaffy into the vein.
Sugar cuts.
Bloody Runts.
Purple Nerds in lust,
with Pink Pixie Dust.
Gag ball Gobstoppers,
Chocolate covered bee stings.
A Jawbreaker to break her,
and steal the candied rings.
Now how sweet is it, really?
bleed[h]er.
Pay for all your scars.
You know nothing is free.
Your subscription to die,
Time for the monthly fee.
You wanted it all,
Well you got what you asked for.
I took the hardest fall,
Like never before.
Digging fingers into dirt,
As if gouging the face of God.
With the sweetest intentions (to hurt),
Finger - nail - abortion - needles -
Nuns atop the holyfuckingchurch,
Fucking themselves on the steeple.
And the STD-creepy-priest,
With glee he screams, "Praise lobotomies!
The kids don't even remember me."
And despite my apologies,
All the viktim-wannabe's still scream,
"This is your fault - you did this to me!
I never got my [un-]fair chance!"
I'm sorry? Well, I'm not.
What did you think I meant by "Dance,
Dance motherfuckers, dance."
You fucked up your own life,
Like needle-fucking fetuses.
You. The fly with a n g e l wings.
Killing your "lovers" with a thousand stings.
Yet somehow this is my fault.
M y f a u l t -
That you're a fucking murderer,
Dead-soul molestor. Dirty needle masturbator.
For every finger in the broken soul,
Is worth two for the fuck hole.
Finger-raping the bleeder,
How much longer does he need her?
Cut-throat kisses to every motherfucker,
Because one traitor deserves only another.
With their skinless lips,
Kissing in ignorance and bliss.
With the taste of angel piss
swelling on their tongues.
Filling their lungs with demon's cum.
Bleed like an angel.
Burn like a f l y .
Die on your knees with tears in your eyes.
Born feet first and too afraid to cry.
Bleed like an angel.
Burn like a f l y .
anything at all
walking, fading,
awake and waiting.
my breath comes out
like choking. gasping.
frostbitten fingers tips,
circling. tracing. pacing.
the maps I'm reading
make no sense to me.
definitely indefinitely,
until the death of me.
I'm scared to death of
what I've been chasing
endlessly.
hearts beating
too quickly.
Irregularly.
this is what it's like,
to be Me.
being Me
has never been easy.
strength through bleeding.
bleed out the poisoning.
poison all the grieving.
grieve for the weeping.
weep for those dying.
die for believing.
believe in anything.
anything at all.
anything at all.
anything at all...
but keep breathing.
Cheater
I couldn't believe it,
You cheated.
The one thing I thought you'd never do.
Do I deserve this?
I feel worthless...
You made all my nightmares come true.
Congratulations,
This situation,
Is one I've been in a few times too many.
You brought me here,
With my worst fears.
Aren't you proud of what you do to me?
Don't ya just love it?
I couldn't quite cut it.
I always knew I'd prove myself unworthy.
And you made it so,
So I'll leave you alone.
At least I can say you're happy in my misery.
Waiting For Winter
The clouds are moving so fast,
South bound. Destination now.
Anywhere away from the past.
Staring down, me on the ground,
Going where the sunshine lasts.
And then the nightsky rains leaves,
Where endless roads are paved.
Melodic words swing on the breeze,
That pushes its way past in waves.
And you can hear the trees scream,
That their feet are chained as slaves.
I'm just waiting for winter, so I can remember.
How cold it felt for me to hold her in my arms.
And I'm waiting for winter, so I can remember.
How frost bit my hands when I held her heart.
I'm just waiting for winter, so I can forget her.
And forget that she just loved to rip me apart.
Shattered Mirrors
A screaming whisper
A dried out tear
Sometimes when I cry
You cannot seem to hear
And when I have to scream
Only you can hush the fear
But sometimes I can only see you through cracked mirrors
But the blood still glows
Where the tears won't flow
And dead flowers grow
Through bloodstained snow
Where my faith struggled boldly
Many a moon ago
Only to be answered coldly
And pushed to the graves below
Glistening red smeared across the cracks in the glass
When my eyes seem to stay dry
I can still make my flesh cry
Crimson shows the emptiness inside
Still I greet sorrow with arms open wide
Salt the wounds of the skin I break
I'll turn my face and try to hide
I know sometimes faith can fade
But if you take your life then so will I
I can only see pieces of you in the shards of shattered mirrors
Four.
If I'd chosen to forget, I'd forget about every thing.
If I choose forgiveness, I'll be with you, but haunted, forever.
What was the defining moment those four years ago?
That would have us binded, through our scars, together.
on.Repeat
I See this Happening all over again.
Just the way it Happened Before.
Seen These Scenes too Many Times,
And I Don't Want to see Them Anymore.
I've Read this Book over,
From Beginning to the End.
I've Marked all the Best Pages,
That I Will Someday Read Again.
Your Words and Precious Lullabies,
Your Promises and All Your Alibis,
They're All Just Songs on Repeat.
The Artist's Sketchbook Recorded
Her Loyalty Sealed in Forms of Blood.
Pretty Words Burned into Paper.
A Flower Drowning Within A Flood.
It Seems the Year's Events Walk in Circles.
And Everday I Still Wake Up Alone.
I Feel a Choke in the Back of my Throat,
I Feel ReArranged Like The Picasso.
Your Words and Precious Lullabies,
Your Promises and All Your Alibis,
They're All Just Songs on Repeat.
Just a Record Playing on Repeat.
Smiles Touch
What did you want?
What did you need?
What is it about me,
That you can't seem to leave?
What are you waiting for?
What did I do so wrong?
What is it about me,
That made you vanish for so long?
Where did you take my stars?
Are you going to give them back?
Without them, the world ...
Is just one, big void of black.
Why did you pick me, dearest,
Why do I deserve this?
I feel myself crumbling underneath,
As our smiles touch at the lips.
I think that's plenty for now....