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Why Does The Sun Shine If I Hate The Bright?
I hate how I feel so invisible to everyone, they talk bad about me even when I am there. The atmosphere thickens, and my organs shiver. My bones lose their marrow, and I fight to keep my tear ducts closed. I feel so restless. I want to do something, but I can't. It's garbage, this world. Why do humans have to be like this? The feared creatures of ( Read more... ) -
A Faint List On Decomposing Paper
I guess when boredom strikes,
The mind adventures within itself
Mine did
And this list was created.
I guess these are things that I want you to know about me.
ONE: I am a very soft-spoken person. But when I sing in my band, everyone can hear me, for when I perform
all my emotions spill, and my voice is strong.
TWO: I listen to everything from ( Read more... ) -
I Got A New Complaint...
I'm shedding tears over a material item that I desperately want. It is so expensive,and I doubt I will get it. I want it more than a car, a permit, a new bike, a soft case for my accordion, my guitar getting fixed. Anything! I will slave away just so I can get this item! But doubt is seeping through my skin, all the way to my marrow. I just wish I ( Read more... ) -
Betrayal Of My Own Blood
I was at the beach in a beautiful house with my family. And they did nothing but lightly insult me, to the point where I had to lock myself in the bathroom and cry quietly. The stress from their vague hatred made my stomach pains even worse, and at night I was forcefully losing my insides hours at a time. This was supposed to be fun, but it was not ( Read more... ) -
In Rhythm Of Time
The thoughts of the known souls
Tear me apart more
I sew my lips shut
To make sure I am not heard
I breath in rhythm of time
So I do not lose track of myself
I cannot ponder your thoughts anymore
Let me unleash the demons inside
Lit by dim lights that hide my flaws
I observe how the world responds
To the words that leak through my threads
I only wonder how ( Read more... ) -
Each Breath You Take
Run like hell
Away from it,
That monster that tortures you,
Through the naked, dying trees
Through the crisp winter air
That is chilling you all the way through
Past faded, forgotten memories
Gliding under light rain drops
Each breath you take
Murders you some
As you run away from it,
That thing that tortures you
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Carcass Full Of Empathy
All she is to herself
Is a pile of hallow bones
Flesh rotted off slowly
A once carcass filled with empathy
Eyes layered in facades
Scars placed by herself
Too tender from fear
Tear ducts like dams
A uterus full of blood and flowers
A mind filled with darkness
Twisted and contorted
Popping all bubbles of hope