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ForgivenessI am a shadow of your past
I am human no more
But a ghost
Haunting your sleepless nights
I am a forsaken soul
Within your dreams of death
I don't want to be here any longer
I don't want to see your face
With tears glinting on your pale skin
Upon your dying breath
I set your soul free
On the frozen winds
Of my ice cold heart
Just one more cutSweaty palms
Blade in hand
Many old scars
I know I have a choice
Or my pen
But maybe just one more slice
Just another one won't make a difference
Maybe no one will notice
Through red, bloodshot eyes
And tear stained cheeks
A broken but beating heart
Thoughts at war
Maybe he won't mind the cuts
Maybe he really doesn't care
Another tiny drop of blood
Now I know I can still feel
Now I know that I am still human
I still exist here
I'm not really a invisible ghost like they say
That has no emotions
This pain is whats real
Pain is the only thing left that can chain me to reality
Venom for the anonymousI know I should feel guilt as I draw these lines
as I fall once again
As I paint these pictures
visions of my past
flash before my eyes like sad photos
my brain goes over these memories again,..
like i have done many times over the years,..
tracing everything about you onto my mind,..
page by page
I look with sorrow,..
look at how broken I have become,..
icy fingers page through my mind,..
these memories like long forgotten art,..
frozen on a picture of your beautiful face,..
I stare in shame,..
why did things change
why did I become this beast
I reached out for you,..
stretching my boney hands towards you,..
I long to feel you again,..
I long to remember that you are real,
I stare into your eyes
clear as crystal,..
like the glowing waters of the sea,..
shining brightly at me,..
my heart starts aching,..
I reach further into this darkness
my fingers grasping only empty air,..
I am falling
into a never ending pit
you are gone
you disappeared into
What do i need to find?I walk in silence,..
Trying to forget the violence.
Every day trying to forget the past,..
and all the feelings that couldn't last.
But to erase you from my mind,..
is not as simple as you walking out the door.
Trying to forget your forbidden name,..
and the glory of my forgotten fame.
But my mind is always stuck on the scene of your face,..
all i want to do is erase the memories from this place.
Every night i have strange dreams,..
in which no one ever hears my screams.
Everyday i sit alone in my room,..
the loneliness making it feel like a tomb.
My body is starting to rust,..
as is sit and decay, i turn into dust.
I'm waiting for my black knight,..
to come save me from this bright light.
You have turned my heart into stone,..
Because of all the times you've left me to stand alone.
But all these years,..
I've shed nothing but tears.
I've realized that there is no shinning knight,..
to stand by me through this fight.
I've left that childish fairy tale behind,..
now i know what it is i
Dream on dreamerAnd then she grew up,..
drank from death's cup.
She feels ashamed,..
but He is the one to be blamed,..
after she was the one framed,..
now she hangs from the wall of the unnamed,..
waiting to be reclaimed,..
waiting to be tamed,..
waiting to feel unashamed.
Hanging from death's wall,..
she feels so small,..
as she starred down the hall,..
the darkness making her skin crawl.
This crime scene,..
of your little sweetheart queen,..
she was only fourteen,..
when you became so mean,..
you left her heart unclean,..
but now she is eighteen,..
still just another broken teen,..
addicted to her computer screen,..
obsessed with the obscene,..
living on caffeine,..
she is the unseen,..
turning into a machine,..
that has been created,..
by the overrated,..
Her life is being debated,..
Her death is being dated,..
She is being awaited,..
She is being hated,..
Her body feels vacated,..
My heart is like a beachMy heart is like a sandy beach,..
everyday people comes walking in the sand,..
leaving only their footprints behind,..
but i wash away those prints,..
like they never existed.
Some people walks on my beach,..
and discovers that my heart is in a bad condition.
My once beautiful beach has been destroyed,..
and is now in ruins,..
they run away,..
wanting nothing to do with me ever again,..
i wash their footprints away forever.
Friends come every now and then,..
to see if i still exist,..
they have tried to help me heal,..
they have tried to change me,..
tried to mend my broken heart,..
but they don't know how,..
so they leave my lonely beach once again,..
i wash their footprints away.
I am the ocean,..
but i am so lonely.
People give up,..
not knowing how to fix me,..
so i suffer in the crashing of my own pain,..
this loneliness is stretching into oblivion.
But i feel hope,..
as i feel your feet walking gently over my sand,..
you keep walking deeper,..
and deeper onto my beach.
The warm s
Broken clocksChained together,..
Enduring this bad weather.
Hand in hand,..
Through this forbidden land,..
Crawling through the scorching desert sand.
Together through this raging storm,..
Just us against this swarm...
But we're getting there,..getting warm.
Almost to the promised land,..
It will be just like we planned.
What its like to be banned.
But darling don't you cry,..
Let me wipe away those tears,..
And save you from your fears.
Look into my eyes,..
hear my lonely cries.
We suffered through the same pain,..
stumbled through the same rain.
Soaked to the bone,..
waiting for the unknown.
Slipping slowly into the dark,..
We can escape,..
Find a new shape.
Each wear a red cape.
But we will never be fully free,..
As we dig this hole under the tree,..
We have to agree,..
That we are bound to the sea,..
And will never again drink any tea.
This is a issue of decree,..
Can't change the past,..
Can't stop being harassed.
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