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Left BehindI have been left behind
They move on
While I'm still standing here
I feel like I've been confined
My heart has shattered
They left when I wasn't ready
They gave me happiness and took it away
The wind has made the pieces scattered
I don't want them to go
But I have to stay
They don't even know
I can't go
I'm confined here
I don't have the heart to move on
I can't betray them even though they betrayed me
The shadows are my only company here
I try to reach out and keep them from leaving
They're so close to me but to them I'm as distant as the stars
I'm loosing faith in them
And that's why I'm weeping
I don't want to loose faith
But I'm tired
When you're tired you give up
I'm giving up faith
I am so sorry but you left me
I can't wait for you anymore
I've been left behind
Now its your turn to be like me
Your Little ImperfectionsYour little imperfections aren't as bad as you think
More common than what you'd expect
Those little things noticed are forgotten in a blink
But that's not what you think, isn't it?
Acne scattered across your chin
Angry red blotches that shout for attention
Making you feel like you have horrible skin
You just want to hide away
Those light lines that are really scars
Look at what art a blade can do
Those scars acting like bars
Holding you back from short sleeve shirts and shorty shorts
You're not the skinniest person in the town
People instantly take notice of you
Maybe you're very round
But sure can pack a punch
But these little imperfections you bare
Make you, who you are
You still have someone that does care
Maybe you don't see it, but the light you shine is hard to miss
Am I Truly Destined?Am I truly destined to be used?
And tossed away like an old doll
I am not bemused
This has got to stop!
I can't hold the weight of my emotions for long
I am not as strong as you think I am
Please don't make me feel wrong
I just want to be free
Am I truly destined to be alone?
Alone in the cold unforgiving shadows
Let the light be shown
I am alone
I am not an outlet for your anger
Please don't try to break me
Don't be my anchor
I am my own person
Am I truly destined for this abuse?
I feel like I'm choking alive
I'm feeling the blues
Of being your puppet
Let me thrive!
I don't want this destiny
I want to be truly alive
And not truly destined
Why Can't I Be Me?Why can't I be me?
If I say I like the same gender
I have to change to be like you and you won't leave me be
And you say I'm evil
If I say I rather choose a book over a drug
I'm too good, I must become badder
If I choose that drug, I'm too bad and apparently a thug
Why can't I be me?
If I'm an atheist I'm pure evil and will burn in Hell
If I'm religious I'm a daydreamer or an evil goer
Just lock me in a cell!
Apparently I can't be me!
If I wear short skirts and makeup, I'm a slut
If I don't wear any, but do wear yoga pants I'm a mess
Am I really a nut
For thinking this is unfair?
If I"m a virgin, I'm too good
If I'm not I'm a whore
I really am misunderstood
Seriously, why can't I be me?
If I'm a liberal, I'm a freaking hippie
If I'm a conservative, I'm crazy
You're very tricky
Can we stop this madness?
If I'm goth, I'm mental
If I'm emo I'm suicidal
You're so judgmental!
Why can't I be me?
No matter what I do or say I'm judged to no limit
I don't want this, I can't be
Shadow Of SorrowHave you ever heard of the shadow of sorrow?
Of course not it's only a shadow
A shadow of sorrow that it borrows
Hidden in plain sight
Hidden because a smile outshines the dark
Laughter that's louder than sorrow's silence
Eyes that light up for a show of lies
You would never know because it's timeless
No one pays attention to a shadow
Sad isn't it?
Too bad people are too shallow
It would make life so much easier
Isn't it all grand?
Being able to hide all of that sorrow in a shadow
You'll look like you have an empty hand
It's so easy to be able to hide
Do you want it to hide?
Of course you do, don't let them know
You can't let them know or you might die
Don't want to be a burden like that shadow
Dance In The Dark: Chapter SixTrekking through the lands isn't as easy as you'd expect. After awhile your legs get sore, your feet begin to feel like they have their own heart and pound with pain with every step. But eventually the dull, pounding pain begins to become unnoticeable and that's what is happening to me. The pain just becomes a mere thought in the back of your mind once you get used to it and ignore it. But ti's still there, just like the depression and anger that lurked in my mind. Being alone and feeling abounded creates large amounts of hate and regret in your heart and mind. It's a toxin that needs to be plunged out of mind, but it's not easy. Maybe it will always stay in my mind, I don't know. It was always there after my other best friend left me for others. That's when all of the anger, depression, regret and hate begin to brew in my mind and heart. People say emotions effect the heart and just the heart when really it effects your mind too. Tarin stops in his tracks and looks around. We were on
AloneAlone, it has different meanings
Some say it's a bliss
Others say it's a curse
Or maybe there's someone you miss
Sometimes people need it
While others dread being alone
Memories resurface bit by bit
Cause being alone creates silence
Maybe you grew up being alone
Hiding behind an everyday mask they wear
You'll heart will become hard as stone
Never to break, never to be pulled
Being alone has it's perks
You can actually think for once
Daydream a storm and get to work
You can catch the hidden details
It's a blessing and a terrible curse to bare
To some it's all they have
You also don't have to care
It saves you heartbreaks from the loss of others
How can you get heartbroken
When no one is there to break you and make you fall
Alone is a blessing and a curse
What You Don't Know: Chapter OneIt was almost night time in this ruthless place. I've been trapped here for almost a year and I already feel like a wild animal. I never did anything wrong, I was picked at random. Once you're picked you can't walk away. You're trapped until you become useless. That won't happen to me for a long time anyway. I can still walk and talk, but I won't corporate. I am one of those people that they have so much interest in that escape is inevitable. Maybe if I worked with them I could be free. But I could never work for them, they're sadist monsters. They're slowly killing us, what's worst no one knows about this place. I'm trapped in a science experiment. Experiment 127 of the Animal Trials. The Animal Trials is a terrible experiment. I sat in my cold cage, waiting for my captors to arrive to inflict more pain into my being.
"Violet, do you have food?" Asked Bridget. She's diagonal to me.
"No, do I look like I have food?" I snapped. We're all starving. They believe it's essential to fe
Dance In The Dark: Chapter FiveWe walked together tracking where we believed Shredder went. Tarin is an excellent tracker and he was really getting alone well with Ice. He made her laugh more than I ever did. He walked with his horse right by his side. I took up the rear, Ice walked next to him. Finally after a long trek through the grasslands we found him. He was standing in the center of the plains, looking up to the sky, he was alone. Oddly enough I am not surprised to find him alone. Now we can find the truth. I glanced at both Tarin and Ice. They looked back at me then at each other.
"Fine. I'll talk to him." I said. I started walking over to Shredder. I stopped a few feet away from him, enough distance to be able to run without being caught. I am fast runner. Ice and Tarin stood a few feet away, out of earshot.
"Hi Shredder." I called out to him. He turned around and looked at me with a calm expression.
"Hello." He said. "Are you here to ask if I am the murderer?"
"You're smarter than you look." I said. "I'm g
ParadiseHis heart matched the beat of a magic song,
his chest was my pillow, and nothing was wrong.
The dark green of his eyes hypnotized me,
I felt it all the way to my soul, finally free.
His skin was smooth, my fingertips felt at home,
stroking his cheek, his arm, letting my hands roam.
Paradise isn't a dream, or a place faraway,
it's being wrapped in his arms, knowing I'm okay.
FadeToo ashamed to keep you alive
But too attached to let you die
You want to humiliate me? Fine,
I banish you to nothing at all
But I’ll remake you, change my mind
Again, you’ll be a part of my life
I’ll try to make it all alright
I’ll stay this way, sit and stall
But I’ll know you shouldn’t stay
Can’t fix the broken heart I made
In the end I’ll let you fade
I’ll be too tired to carry on
Keeper of the CryptBones stacked upon hallowed bones
Hearts packed tight with stones
Our feelings forgot the weight they carry
In the black beneath the holy Earth
Wander ancient ghosts without joy or mirth
Bright sparks of light by darkness stripped
For wicked grins belong to empty skulls
And jagged knives can only be so dull
Before a painless cut becomes a tearing rip
Each can choose to leave memories alone
As dusted bones upon dusted bones
Lonely Keepers of their own Crypts
Rich KidsRich kids like to drive in fancy cars.
They like to roll down their windows
And let that pure AC fill the streets
Of what they consider “scum”.
They play their music loud,
So you can see and hear them.
With an arm hanging, they
Show off that fake smile.
“Sucks to be you.” They
Pool parties every night.
Yeah, they have it,
But we do we have?
You’re mad aren’t you,
When you see them show off?
They “cruise” down the street,
They might even come down your block.
You want to hurt them,
Tell them to leave,
And you’re envious that their lives,
Are so fucking easy.
But hey, what do you have,
That they really don’t?
You know what life really is,
That’s not a damn joke.
A rich kid doesn’t know,
How it feels to miss dinner,
And before you know it,
You’ve lost weight and you’re thinner.
A rich kid doesn’t know,
How to crawl to the top,
How to face fucking hardships,
GarbageUnknown way ahead
Full of mist
It’s almost midnight
The sun sleeps
Waiting for me
She loses dreams.
I leave her alone.
I won her love
That burned down
In an empty room.
Bits of String and TwineI hold my heart together with
Some bits of string and twine
I've gathered from the littered scraps
My life has left behind.
But twine it cannot hope to hold
This fractured heart of mine
And fill the hollow hole that you
Have cruelly left behind.
FrioEn un rincón oscuro de la habitación,
aquel frente al frío algo más resguardado,
se encoge como una sombra, agazapado,
el triste dueño de un quebrado corazón.
No fueron esta vez los fuegos de los amores
los que a esta alma la tristeza llevaron.
No fueron esta vez sentimientos desertores
los que tras marchar al alma el dolor dejaron.
No, fueron los fríos constantes los que la quebraron.
Se abre en el muro de tosca mampostería
que al débil alma aislaba y protegía
una grieta echa por los sucesivos hielos
que resquebrajaron la piedra, y día a día,
se filtran por ella las penas y desconsuelos.
Esta triste alma se encuentra aislada
a la deriva en un mar de oscuridad
y de forma lenta y constante es torturada
por la fría carga de una gran soledad.
pretty woman.pretty woman,
wear a wig
with blackened curls
and a pig
beside your side;
in my car,
i beg you, please,
don’t stray far!
far from the seats
is a truth
that’s too unkind
the root is there,
the sprout snug,
the dirt is flat
with one bug.
i kiss your smile,
across your lips
like I said.
your muddy eyes,
your soft lust,
your secret pain
that is just.
i hold you close,
yes, it’s true.
The Real MonsterThe real monster is not who you think
They hide in plain sight
They'll cut your inside link
They can steal your light
Don't be confused with an animal
For they are more kind then this monster
Some go as low as being a cannibal
Most of them lost their honor
They kill the murderer as punishment
Take away our nourishment
They expect us to make a deal
Force ideas in our heads
Make us believe in an invisible force
Create fear and cut our thread
Our thread of security of course
Brain washed us into believing we deserve this
Scars, emotional stress and fear of being shunned
Our peace will become a miss
Don't be so stunned
Whose is this monster you may wonder
You know them as well as yourself
They have really went under
Humans are the monster, ourselves
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
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