A SongPlay me a song my will heart will singA song to set me freeA song of tears, hope and freedomA song of laughter, sorrow and painSing me a song that will set me free,Free from my prison of tears.Free from the hatred of loves and lives lostFree from the hell that surroundsWrite me a song to express my painAs the words bleed through the pageAnd maybe they’ll take my pain with themDrip down to the cold dirt belowImagine me a song that could break all our chainsThe chains that hold tight our heartsAnd maybe then we’ll love once againLeave behind the past and the scarsPaint me a song, words dripping like bloodAs they mix with the cold pouring rainAnd stain our tormentors with the pain that they causedPaying back what they wrought seven foldSketch me a song with your plans for revengeAnd we’ll design torment of our ownCausing scars and torture and agony for thoseWho will finally feel all our painPreach me a song that shows how we’re wrongHow we&
Rainstorm SuicideWhen the sky is lit by the moon and starsAnd the rain pours down like the tears of GodI will stand outside and get drenched to the boneAnd freeze my heart because I'm aloneBut though times are sad and I freeze to deathYou'll never see my face happier than this.
Who Knew?Who knew that thingsCould crumble so fastThat lives could be trashedIn a second?
The Travels of Two Broken HeartsWe will paint each other’s scarsTry to remember who we areWe will wonder why ourMinds have wandered so far from our heartsWe will heal each other’s woundsThough they’ll come back far too soonHow we wish we were immuneFrom this emotional monsoonWe will try hard; though it hurtsRun from this mental dirtSome will join us; then desertFrom our pain their eyes avertWe will hold on; though it’s hardWith our innocence so charredAnd our soul is just a shardThat is covered with our scarsWe’re not perfect; though we tryOur wings our broken, we’ll never flyHow we long for the free skySo this is it: Goodbye.
Just BombsWe are just bombs waiting to blowWe kill others as we goWe kill each other's soulsWhat's the reason?
Bound to a CandleBound to a CandleWritten by Alenia DarkMy life is bound to a candlestickBut it was my own selfish faultI sold my soul once when I was sickAnd that though in my wounds, is salt.I might have died when I was a childMy family had given up hopeSo I went to a Witch, my fears piledFor with that thought I could not cope.She said she would heal my damaged soulThe price was only a candleI saw no harm but there was a holeFor the truth I could not handle.I was not aware she bound my lifeUntil I felt a white hot painAs her cursing words stabbed like a knifeAnd my struggles were all in vain.“When this candle burns down,” She cackled“Your useless life will be no more.”The green flame that was lit, it crackledThe pain burned me numb to the core.“Ten years is all you have left in life,Then you’ll die at merely eighteen.”Her face glowed in the dim candlelightAnd the walls we
The Ways I FeelWhy do I always have to lieAbout the ways I feel?It’s not a law or sort of ruleIt’s just what I must do.‘Cause I do not want attentionI want everyone to be happyI don’t want to make others sadWith the ways I feel.What will I do if I keep it hidden?Can I hold it in much longer?No doubt – the ways I feelAre what’s pulling me down underEven the people that I trust I refuse to tellBecause the ways I feeljust make them feel worseAnd I’ll make them suffer just like meI’ll tell them once it’s overIn fact I’ll tell anyone who asks!But while the ways I feel plague meI will not whisper to a soul.The ways I feel are secretAnd they will stay that wayUntil my battle’s overBut ‘till then, they’re here to stay.
HalfwayI never understood it beforeBut now I think I knowWhat I once thought was a horrorHas now become so closeI never understood whyPeople would do such a thingBut as it glides with a sighMy skin begins to singWhat type of song, I don’t knowWhether of pain or reliefRed like blood or white as snowWhat’s with all this grief?I don’t do it for attentionBut I don’t want to be aloneI know I’m not the only oneBut I’m still on my ownIt’s not that I don’t get loveMy friends are good with thatIt’s just that I don’t get enoughWhen my heart’s squished flatI can talk to my friends online and such,But it’s just not the sameIt helps a bit but not enoughI’m still lost in the painIt’s not that I have given upI’m still fighting strongThe fact I’m alive is proof enoughBut I’ve been on this road too longIt may seem I’ve given upBut I’ve just given inMy emotions have ru
Tell Me I'm a Bad GirlTell me I’m a bad girlI’ve done it againTell me I’m a bad girlLike I was back thenI don’t do it anymore because I’m feeling sadI do it to see the marks that leave my skin red.Tell me I’m a bad girlI don’t have a reason anymoreTell me I’m a bad girlBeing good’s become a choreI can’t seem to resist because this is what I wantIt’s become an addiction much quicker than I thoughtTell me I’m a bad girlI want to gather scarsTell me I’m a bad girlMy skin’s become the map of my heart.
Song of the ShatteredBelieve me,Believe me.I didn’t lie.Your touch left me broken,Your voice made me cry.Shatter, shatter,Broken glass.Pain’s here to stay,And will not passI wanted you badly,Though I knew you were pain.I thought I could take it.Now I have myself to blame.Shatter, shatterBroken glass.Break for me baby,Or we won’t last.Your crystal perfection,Your sorrowful words…I just wanted to fix you.Instead I burned.I thought I could heal you.I am such a fool.Shattered and broken,And under your rule.My heart was fragile,As fragile as glass.I thought I was stronger,That the pain would pass.Practice makes perfect.Grind all my shards.Leave nothing left.It can’t be that hard.Instead of your rescue,I sealed my demise.My heart shattered glass,Defiled by your eyes.I thought I could save you,But needed saving instead.Your ruthless assaultLeft me broken and numb.I know I was foolish.I learned far too late.Now I know you aren’t broken
I Like YouBeautiful brown hair,Beautiful brown eyes.Your beautiful smile,Leaves me hypnotized.Whenever I see you,I get all shy.Whenever we speak,My mouth gets dry.When I hear your name,My face goes red.Seeing your face,Imprints in my head.I'm not good with words,I never know what to say.But I never want you to leave,I just want you to stay.Thinking of you,My heart screws.It twist and turns,Because I like you.
bloodstained petals know my secretsi am so sorryfor all the petals I wastedwondering if you loved meand I am so, so pitifully destroyedafter you tore the wildflowers from my handsaid to let looseI am lost nowbecause home is with youand homeis a terribleterrible placeI don't miss youI miss myself
i forget you, i forget everythingI tried to cut the cordsconnecting me & youand by the time I realized you'd woven innocent intricaciesinto my memoriesthere was no escapingwhat you'd done to mebecause you are my creator and destroyer(my own inner demon and God)
As It FadesYou cannot hold backThe tears inside of your heartWhen they will not well
I Wish You Could TellI love you so muchMore than anyone beforeI wish you could tell
New GirlThat girl you knew, she is history.That girl that worried way to much than necessary.That girl is now gone.That girl is sitting back feeling this wind called life P A S S her by.That girl is now making her own life.Free from your punishment.Those things that they wanted her to become is now forgotten.She no longer had the vigilance to keep up with what they wanted.They never cared much to begin with did they?Off she went, now making a new chapter.Did she care any more with what they thought, with what YOU thought?Not at all, there she is!That new girl.And her old life? Up in flames.Goodbye haters. ^^
Reason for treachery’Fight.’ The world was silent, something I have found to be impossible on the very best of my day, yet, here… The world was silent, as the stones fell from the sky, bringing down the walls, and I could see the men and women screaming as they carried torches towards the dark cavers within the undamaged wall, running to it as if it was going to save them now. I could see all of that, and so much more, yet, I still found the world to be completely silent.‘Fight.’ As if in some sort of drunken daze, for the world was not only silent but also moving at an abnormally slow pace, I somehow manage to raise my hand in time, changing the direction of an undoubtedly deadly blow at the last moment.‘FIGHT.’ The war went on around me, and even though I still can’t hear it at all, I find that within my head, with each heartbeat, I would hear another ‘
LoveLoveLove can be as heartwarming as a mother's love,Or as strong as a bolder,Love can be as calm as the sea,Or as soft as a pillow.But you must be careful because love can be as coy as a snake,Or as deadly as the Grim Reaper,Love is the key to the future,But you must choose what door you go through.
...And the spaces betweenthesewords, are likemy heartbetween beats.irregular and unsatisfied.[you kept my heart beating .]
What She Always Wantedthe little girl with dimpled cheeks had stolen daddy's heartwhen she turned three he bought for her a doll and baby cartshe smiled and gazed into his eyes then kissed him on the cheekshe asked him if he had the time to play some hide and seek... it was a good day!at six years old she found it hard to say her abc'sand when she ran her mommy noticed how it made her wheezethe doctor said it's nothing just some minor growing painsthey sighed relief and stopped to buy her gum and candy canes... it was a good day!late one night her parents found her staring at the moonthey watched her mouthing silent words inside her pastel rooma little tear had fallen down her tiny little faceher parents turned and walked away as destiny embraced... it was a sad day!at eight years old she lost her sight and balance in one daythe doctor said the tumor in her brain was there to staysurgery's too difficult and chemo just won't curethey begged the nurse to ask the surgeon was he really sure
The Other SideBehind every light, there is a terrible darkness.Behind every person, their shadow looms, twice as tall.Behind every door, there is an unknown emptiness.Behind every smile, there are heavy tears, just waiting to be shed.
The Sufferer.When I’m just about to shineYou’re there to steal my thunderBottle up that lightning twicePull me down and hold me underTo steal away the moment I’d been waiting forThat I shed blood, wept tears as I was striving forwardToward the goal that brushed against my fingertipsAnd erupted in a cloud of dust; I reached for it, but missedAnd that catalyst set forth a mental apocalypseBreaking down the walls I’d set to keep the peaceTo keep me far away so you can rise without resistanceTo say “I love you” doesn’t mean a thing if it’s only from a distanceIn this instance, your persistence paid offWhat goes up sure is impressive to everyone down hereI’m glad to see you hover up above us allAnd I’ll even look away when you’re just about to fall
#016 Y.O.U.A moment of your timeThat´s all it takesA second of your attentionAnd I feel myself enlightenSaying that I need youTo complete my soulIs not enoughYou seem to own a part of itI tried to deny it for so longIt´s something you got about youThat makes me wholeIn the biggest confusionIn my darkest hourIt is you who I seekThe place I ran toWhen I need to feel protectedThe peace you bring to meWhen you are around isMy sanctuaryI need that more than anything else
For HerThat girl with the fire in her heart,she can’t tell if its cancer of the throat ortoo many broken heart strings, but she’ssetting herself on fire and taking the forest with her;I think she’s chanting about howthe embers burn stars into her arms butI forgot my latin stems when she forgothow to love herself and I can’t sayhow long ago that was;She saidshe’s so scared of herselfor the world or maybewhat’s under the bed that she’sscarring up her pretty little body,No, it’s far from beautiful, it’s thebane of my existence, butOh darling this is your existenceand it doesn’t get any better you justlearn to be happy with it.Well,she sheds blood now instead of tearsfor chemical imbalances andboys who don’t dance, and shesits around eating nothing butdirt and self-hate and watching theflowers grow, asking me Why,why do they keep dying? butDon’t you get it, we all drop our petals we ju
The RainSometimes it feels likeThe rain is only fallingTo disguise my tears
Yesterdayyesterdayi nearly disposed ofmy existenceand i still have to wakeup, caked in a layer ofunfeeling burn marks, justto be swallowed by crowdsof ignorance again.just because i'm notcoughing up a lungdoesn't mean i'm notsick, and if you won'thelp me slay this monsterby giving me over to ahospital for souls, it's yourown damn fault i'm nevercoming home.
He Died In May.His empty eyes,Were filled with pain,And those fragile lips,Stained with smiles.There was warmth,In his touch,But it always left,Tendrils of ice.His musical voice,Fell like midnight snow.Each word a note,In his own requiem.It was years agoThat I first saw,All the demonsNested in his head.I was arrogant,Foolishly believingThat I could save him,From himself.He'd been dead for so long,A ghost with human skin,But no one could ever see,Behind his gentle grin."I'm hopeless"Were the last wordsHe left for me,On that bitter note.He died in May,So many years back,But they pronounced him deadLast June.
Fake a SmileAs broken tears stream down my faceMy soul is lost without a traceBut I'll look down and fake a smile-No one needs to know my heart's in trial.