poetry tears of pleasure tears of pain tears you’ve caused cannot be tamed tears of love more of hate have no control lost, out of faith another broken heart another tears drops >
If only you were still here with me I’d pour you a glass of my broken heart And watch you raise the glass to the lips that once were mine I’d stare as the poison slid down your throat And watch your once beautiful face grow pale I’d stand there as you’d start to choke
“i stand in my bathroom the sharpest razor in my right hand, and in my left, a red rose grasped tightly in my palm. the thorns pricking my hands.
my dollie bleeds through tear-stained eyes broken promises, deceitful lies and all the while her black heart dies no one left to hear her cries her mind tells her not to trust in this game that we call lust my dollie knows no more than us kill this romance; obey she must she needs to… Continue reading Stitch My Heart
Slowly, I pick up the gun, I feel my hand shaking and my heart beating, I point the gun towards my chest for people will now know a true broken heart, when you where taken from me, my world was flipped upside-down I think everyday there had to be something I could say replaying our… Continue reading Set Free…
He was like in my craziest dreams, everything ! From his qualities, to the sound of his voice, to his name until the sweetness of his body… everything corresponded to what i ‘ve ever dreamed. I was completely devoted to him, I really loved him, with my soul, amy body and all the love a… Continue reading Why me?
To cry a river, Fill it with yourself Fill it with your soul Fill it with your sorrow I have filled a sea, an ocean, a planet with my tears I have myself in the hands of the devil The devil plays, toys, destroys what no one desires I cried the little corner of my… Continue reading Sea of loneliness
“i stand in my bathroom the sharpest razor in my right hand, and in my left, a red rose grasped tightly in my palm. the thorns pricking my hands. starign at my reflection in the mirror in disgust. so imperfect. i hate what i see. thoughts of every lost love and broken heart running threw… Continue reading the perfect suicide
i stare into a blank wall in my black bedroom just holding my knees close to my chest. there is noise all around the music blaring, the phone ringing, yet all i can hear are my tears hitting the cold floor. i fear to fall asleep for i shall see your face, it haunts me… Continue reading SET ME FREE
My hand full of Bloody glass Welcome to the World you left me in Alone Promise broken Tearstains run As my eyes fog And I pass out Nothing Empty The definition Of my life You killed me How do you deal With a broken heart Is it possible To live without My air My pill… Continue reading Oh my liar, my love©