Razor Simons was perched on the window sill in his upstairs bedroom, finishing off the last of his cigarette. “Damn him. Why did he have to go and rat on me?” Razor asked himself as he stared out into the darkness. It was the middle of summer and even though he had his t shirt… Continue reading Bruises and Blood part I
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That Won’t
Raindrops & rainclouds Snowflakes& sleat I can no longer feel the ground that is beneath my feet. Cry your eyes out, but that won’t help. Slit your wrists, but that just leaves scars. Scream your heart out, but no one will hear you. Blood droplettes & tear drops nose bleeds & fat lips I no… Continue reading That Won’t
Love Martyr
October 28, 2003 will be the four year anniversary of the suicide of Alison. When we were together, the world seemed perfect, and any imperfections have seemed to just go away with the tides, or the waning or the waxing of the moon. I do not write this to snibble like a bitch, and pathetically… Continue reading Love Martyr
WHO’S VIOLENT
I STUCK A NEEDLE IN YOUR VEIN AND WATCHED YOU BECOME THE SCENE SPLATTERING THE WALLS TO FIT IN I LITE ANOTHER DREAM AND GIGGLED AT YOUR MIDDLE CLASS SEARCH FOR PAIN UNDERSTANDING
Caoilfhionn
High above the streets of the city, she clung to the rough metal rails of the tower. The pitted latticework of the structure was an easy climb even for humans, she had gone up it as easily as walking. And now, there she was, hundreds of feet above the ground, staring down at the world… Continue reading Caoilfhionn
My one true friend
i held the blade in my hand the same one he did it with, i saw the beauty and the pain that it held. i didnt know why i hadnt thought of this way out before. i mean i had thought about it before but never like this never the way i did today. it… Continue reading My one true friend
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there once was a boy, so treasured and loved..that everybody wished they could be just like him..but no body knew just how much he cried..for all his pain was locked up inside, scars on his arms, bruises on his heart..all because of what you did. you thought he was different..you tried to change him, you… Continue reading +—+
Once bitten, nearly bruised…
He looked at me with an impish grin. Thinking solely of himself in his firey demeanor. He kept moving closer and I kept shrinking away. He’d dazzle his eyes at me and I couldn’t resist. He sank in closer and began to bite my neck.
Because She is so Alone
“Am I unloveable?” She askes to the empty walls she is alone her pain is deep tearing within eats at her day after day
Harm
As I look into the mirror, I can see all of my harm, My eyes, so full of tears, And blood running down my arm;