As a dull blade runs down your flesh I’ll laugh at your tears, now running fresh. And I’ll tell you to remember A few weeks back When you broke my heart Incentive to break your neck. I’ll kill you twice Maybe three times at best. I’ll put all my pain and sorrow to rest. Your… Continue reading Looking Back at 11:33 (Part 2~Vengeance)
Author: DeathKat
I'm 17, full of teenage angst, and if labels are loved... I'm "gothic". It hurts so good to be loathed. Talk to me some time. Love and Hope, Kat.
Looking Back at 11:33 (Part 1)
I’m hovering between dead skies and bloody nights Haunted by the remembrance of your lies A caring, comforting kind of love. I swear I hate you to the skies above I feel so dead, cheated and used I cared so much and lies consumed. You never ended up All that which I expected you to… Continue reading Looking Back at 11:33 (Part 1)
Cry
While you lie behind the dark curtains of your life, the pain you’ve bestowed upon me subsides. Knowledge of my hurt is hidden under winter snow and not even the turning of the seasons can melt that anguish. I’m bombarded with masochist duties at the break of dawn- wanting something more. My life is like… Continue reading Cry
Truth
I feel you pulsing, quick and calm. I hear you calling my name and I answer, moaning in pain and pleasure. I’ve heard the voices; telling me you’ve used me just to fill your hopeless voids. And it’s okay because my pain pleases both of our senses. Your nails scrape at my wrists and the… Continue reading Truth
Accepting the Invisibility
I love how no matter how down I am- feeling like it can’t get any worse- there’s always that one person, standing in the backdrop; waiting to agitate you more than you already are. There’s always one person ready to make you feel like shit with their pety, selfish comments. Or that one bitch from… Continue reading Accepting the Invisibility