Mother Dear,..What have you done??My mother never did anything.She never stopped him.She just watched him destroy me.Bringing my mind into destruction.Breaking me down, bit by bit every day.For years I remained in silence,My tongue becoming rusty from never speaking.The words THEY WOULD NEVER UNDERSTAND!!! THEY DON'T CARE!!!Were like ice cold waves crashing over and over on my mind,Reminding me,..Numbing me,..But that never stopped the memories,..it never stopped my thoughts,..
Burnt feelingsHer father quickly appeared in front of her,..blocking her, so she couldn't pass.He started preaching to her again, and said that she should listen to God."You are NOT god!" She said with venom dripping from her words."But i am you father!" He grabbed her, and pulled her out of the door, hurting her frail arm as she tried to resist him.She stood in the dimly lit court yard, watching as he threw oil over her beautiful creation, that she had been so proud of s few minutes earlier.Then he lit it on fire, she just stood there, frozen,..unable to take her eye from the flames that was destroying her painting.He commanded her to stand close to the fire,..she couldn't move.He roughly grabbed her arm again, pushing her towards the fire,..she twisted her body so she wouldn't fall into the flames."THAT COULD BE YOU BURNING IN HELL!!!!!" he shouted at her pointing to the fire.Suddenly she became overwhelmed by anger.She violently grabbed at plants in her mothers garden, ripping away a b
My Home, in my heartI will show you my home.where the buildings are old,and crumbling down.But my heart is in the mountains,..on the warm sandy beach,..in the country, climbing a tree.picking berries, with stained fingers,..day dreaming under clouds.writing about you,..Your sweet eyes,..and teasing voice,..
My Life Is Like a SuitcaseParanoia is me, as I lit another cigarette,,Sorry for all my violent words,there was something wrong,there were too many shadows,too many voices,I packed myself away,My life is like a suitcase,.The sloppy teen hanging limply over the chairblack smudged eyeliner,tired swollen eyes,staring blankly at the computer screen,hoping to find something,to kill the pain,only to find more pain,..unable to pull her fingers away from the letters that spell your name,she can't even arrange the words that she writes about her lifeMy room is like wonderland to me,but a junkyard to her,I am the music blasting into my head,I am a few stickers left on the wall,I am a skeleton hiding in my own closet,the way I always run my fingers through my hair,memories in the glass windows,All that I left behind in my prison,crumpled beer cans, piled over the trash can,the many price tags, I can never have enough,some of my hair tangled into the carpet,red lipstick on the cigarettes in the as
BlindI turn to my pale princeMy dreamsMy fantasyThis delusionMy ink and paperTo see my blue eyed hero again
Vacant mindI cannot open my eyesI don't want to see the childrenI cannot breathWith you twisting my lungs into knotsI cannot liveWith you pumping your dreams into my veinsHands shakyFrom breathing you in too muchHallucinating from your sickly sweetnessI light another cigaretteWith a curl of lipsBlow my cares awayBut I am choking on bitter wordsI don't want to love you, anymoreI don't want to drown in the shadow of your 'Greatness'I just wanted to be squeezed,Into the gooey sticky mess of your heart,And be enveloped by the warmth of youAnd be wrapped around your finger foreverBut I am left on the front porchIn the cold darkTo rot away my lifeI want to escape youRid myself of your chainsGrow back my wingsAnd just fly away
Termination of the master disguisePray for tomorrowWatery sorrowDated desperadoTouch lingersGolden fingersForgotten feelingsReckless dealingsGlazed eyesFancy tiesSilent prayersleft caresblood bathStabbing wrathHidden pathChewed nailsHorror talesGory detailsDevilish scalesFlesh woundSqueaking soundSick showScarecrowSkinny bonesTeenage clonesAngry tonesMy dearYou called me a QUEERWhy do you sneerMy depressionNext obsessionJudging my artThrow another dartTo my bleeding heartDripping angerWilted wreathSharp teethBlue eyesThat I now despiseLets cheersTo waisted yearsAnd silver tearsBut this is the endFor us my friend
Spector violenceLets just take a breakI heard from the snakeThat I should drown myself in the lakeI watch my broken clockShaky hand knockPicking at the lockSilly fools of humanityDressing up vanityFalling into insanityShip wreckedBrain checkedLets recollectTake a breathStop thinking about our deathI'm called a freakI can't speakBeing picked on, for being weakRebel teensScene queensSkinny jeansMean machinesDeafening screamsI will never sleepNighty nite creepOcean deepRivers weepI will never slayI want to stayWatch you decayOn my wrist she wroteher death notethen slit her own throatIn my headI'm already deadBut I push aheadTerribly misreadMy baby's deadSplatters of redSkin thats been shredTheir dead faces won't believethe heart on my sleeveI don't want to grieveBut they told me to leaveI've been cheatedMy name deletedHatefully greetedBody bagsWhite flags