You look in the mirror, Seeing what you’ve feared, Seeing what you’ve become, A liar, A backstabber, A fake, The face in the mirror Laughing at you, Mocks you, Eats at your pain, And you feed it, Every day, You fake every thing you are, And it gets stronger, Soon you’ll forget who you really… Continue reading Mirror
Tag: liar
black sea
i cant take this anymore she says as the blood trickles down her body, it washes away the pain sucked deep inside of her whispers calling her name beckoning for her to jump jump into the darkness of the black sea below her its as black as that suit u ware to her funeral still… Continue reading black sea
Oh my liar, my loveĀ©
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 loveĀ©
In the darkness I write
WASHING AWAY ALL THE PAIN: Washing my hands with crimson tide… The blood flows like rain I do not remember how many tears I have cried Washing away all my pain HAD TO DRAG ME DOWN: I do not know why I cannot feel pain Maybe I’m desensitized Your lies flow like raindrops But I… Continue reading In the darkness I write
Misunderstood Wishes In A Sea of Angels.
For Darkness. Standing alone on the rooftops in the darkness of shadows bought on only by the misunderstandings and rabid ravings of those who have misunderstood. The never-ending cycle of the victim and the prey that thinks that they are the ones whom everyone must bare witness to their tragedies. What tragedy? When I say… Continue reading Misunderstood Wishes In A Sea of Angels.
Phucked
Damn, this is all phucked up How the hell can I make this up Why do I have all this time to fake I just have to turn on the light and wake Wait untill I feel like I am human I have no phucking clue what Im doin I can hold on, a little… Continue reading Phucked
Beggers Can’t Be Choosers
this is not my home this cant be my life this isnt me i hate this
Danyel
Okay, I was really pissed off at this girl at work the other day, so I had to vent. Danyel, her voice is that of a whiny little brat, that continues to ask,”are we there yet, are we there yet?”
Danyel
Her voice is that of a whiny little brat, that continues to ask; “are we there yet, are we there yet”
Suck Off
*Warning* I dont want replies bitching at me. This is a sattire, not to be taken seriously. I love my gf, enjoy.*