fear is black,
it sounds like the laughter of goblins and ghouls on a hazy purple night,
it smells like the blood of ones we have just lost,
it tastes like nothing at all but the dryness in your mouth as you struggle to speak,
it looks like all of the evil spirits and creatures that lurk in the back of your mind,
fear feels like being cornered in the dark ally ways of the city,
with no way to get out.
the fireflies dance in the night sky,
shining their lights,
brightening the dark.
the full moon is as mysterious as a black wolf,
lurking through the woods at twilight.
the screech of an owl is like a warning call,
giving caution to all who dare to wander.
nightmares are tiny demons inside of your head,
as you try to keep still and lay in your bed.
love is sparkling gems,
glowing in the light of your heart.
nightmares,
you can hear them calling to you,
the dark thoughts in your mind.
love is a fire,
you have to be careful wit it,
because it is so easy to get burned,
it causes destruction when it gets out of hand,
but it will always bring you light,
even on the darkest of days.
the sky is weeping with teardrops of rain,
and dark clouds chase the sun away,
violently pushing her into the dark abyss of the night,
the wind dances to an enchanting song of tree branches swaying,
the thunder screams its battle call into the darkness,
and the lightning flips on the switch that lights up the sky for only a second.
it sounds like the laughter of goblins and ghouls on a hazy purple night,
it smells like the blood of ones we have just lost,
it tastes like nothing at all but the dryness in your mouth as you struggle to speak,
it looks like all of the evil spirits and creatures that lurk in the back of your mind,
fear feels like being cornered in the dark ally ways of the city,
with no way to get out.
the fireflies dance in the night sky,
shining their lights,
brightening the dark.
the full moon is as mysterious as a black wolf,
lurking through the woods at twilight.
the screech of an owl is like a warning call,
giving caution to all who dare to wander.
nightmares are tiny demons inside of your head,
as you try to keep still and lay in your bed.
love is sparkling gems,
glowing in the light of your heart.
nightmares,
you can hear them calling to you,
the dark thoughts in your mind.
love is a fire,
you have to be careful wit it,
because it is so easy to get burned,
it causes destruction when it gets out of hand,
but it will always bring you light,
even on the darkest of days.
the sky is weeping with teardrops of rain,
and dark clouds chase the sun away,
violently pushing her into the dark abyss of the night,
the wind dances to an enchanting song of tree branches swaying,
the thunder screams its battle call into the darkness,
and the lightning flips on the switch that lights up the sky for only a second.
She's like ran in the summer she can be bummer but no matter what I still love her. She's got a smile that puts the sun to shame and a name that rolls right off the tongue. She calls herself emo, cause she writes on herself and listens to rock and screemo. She cooler then any girl I know, she's a rocker chick who knows how to put on a show. And I love to see her every day even though by the end she drives me insane. She makes me laugh with her stupid jokes and her writing always touches me deep. She's really smart and she's humble and has a great heart. But it drives me nuts cause she has low self-esteem no matter how cool she may seem.
That's all I have so far
That's all I have so far
She wishes she could escape this horrible hell called life. The constant pain, anger, sorrow, and greif. She's constantly reminded of what she wants and why she can't have it. "Every one else is happy. Where did I go wrong?" she wonders. She cries as she realizes there's no escape. Except... but would it be worth it? Always worrying, wondering, watching. Would she really? Just to escape. She's reaching her breaking point. Soon she won't put up anymore. She'll give in. Give up. Permanently escape.
She lies awake at night afraid of what haunts her dreams. She can't fall asleep even if she wants to. Too many thoughts haunting her mind. Screams echoing in the night. She feels as if she can't trust anyone. She shivers under her blanket as distorted whispers echo around her. She feels as if something, or someone, is watching her. There is one that stands out among the rest. Still watching her, but she feels comforted by the whispers and respectful gaze. Not watching her, but watching over her. "Sleep," the voice whispers. She's comforted and does as she's told. She ignors the haunting whispers and listens only to the soft whispers of her dead brother.
She watches. She wonders. She waits. She can't do anything about it. Every second of every day ticking away like a bomb. Too scared to act until it's too late. She realizes it's hopeless. "How could I be so stupid?" she asks herself. She can't help hoping, wishing, dreaming. "All of it is useless," she tells herself. But if she lets go, what reason would there be to live? Time ticks away. She can't do anything. She wonders if it would be worth it. Even if she doesn't do anything, she'll wonder if it was the right choice. Hating herself for not doing anything. Wishing she could have done more. An endless cycle. Wishing it would stop. She hopes time will heal her. Or maybe, it will make it worse.
They all have their eyes on the same thing. To them, it's just a competition to see who can be the prettiest with the mst makeup. They think that will impress him. Maybe it works. Maybe it just makes them look stupid. They're like lights attracting moths. Innocent-looking at first, but turn deadly if you let them. Killers in pink. Turning innocent people to a life of pink, palstic, and perfume. They think it'll work. Well I refuse. No matter how many friends get turned to plastic, I will NEVER give in. We will find our own way before this world turns to one giant dollhouse.
i can hear the cracking of the walls.
ready to crumble. her world falls.
alone and desperate, she wonders, why?
taking precautions. moving things along,
there is no room for misfortune.
suddenly without warning. hope is lost.
numb with fear she realizes that it was all for nothing!
blood sweat and tears do not prevail.
who said if you want something bad enough you can make it happen?
LOST! no one can change fate. no one can live anothers life.
NO ONE will ever know what its fucking like to be me.
always agonizing in the distressed tourture the world bullshit the world tries to shove down my throat.
my heart is broken. my mind is warped. damaged.
nothing to lose so bring it motherfucker im always battle ready!
always on the front line, i stand strong! yet just longing for someone to understand.
ready to crumble. her world falls.
alone and desperate, she wonders, why?
taking precautions. moving things along,
there is no room for misfortune.
suddenly without warning. hope is lost.
numb with fear she realizes that it was all for nothing!
blood sweat and tears do not prevail.
who said if you want something bad enough you can make it happen?
LOST! no one can change fate. no one can live anothers life.
NO ONE will ever know what its fucking like to be me.
always agonizing in the distressed tourture the world bullshit the world tries to shove down my throat.
my heart is broken. my mind is warped. damaged.
nothing to lose so bring it motherfucker im always battle ready!
always on the front line, i stand strong! yet just longing for someone to understand.