Dead Boy`s Poem “If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it Remember only the verse, songmaker`s cry, the one without tears For I`ve given this its strength and it has become my only strength.
Author: DepressioN
..::Night Is Better Then Day::..
..::One Of Them::..
Each unto their own [R]
In the city of the night play the secrets of the human soul. Sorrows that haunt the mind, and prickle the flesh. Places where fear is a ruler and where God is a forgotten hero. Sin is a virtue upon these cold streets that echo with images of wicked sin. A city that would shame… Continue reading Each unto their own [R]
Lost Angel.
your warm kiss and your soft embrace are now gone in my mind I can still hear your last breath you are the godess with an angels face now leaving me and moving on and before me stands the angel of death
Glittery Edges
chase me with axes kill me with razors let me feel the pain
When!
When will it stop hurting? When will the pain go away? Will I ever stop crying and thinking of her all day?