Death im dead thats what they say, i have no life, that i care for no one and nothing, that the only pain i feel is my loneliness, that the one thing i fear is my self, so-what i wear black so i dont talk to no one, so i hate life, so i fear… Continue reading bleeding in the mist of hate
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In a Perfect World
When cries for innocence Echos in the minds of the ignorant And the dead lay upon the ground How often do you trip and fall When salvation is corrupted What is truely justified- The end or the mean In a perfect world Does it matter that a memory Becomes a picture then fades Or is… Continue reading In a Perfect World
the twisted vanity of life/topic-vampire
She was just barely 18. Her beauty should have peaked in her youthful years; it would have with others who had such a striking body. Her rosy cheeks, soft with love. Her hair, like rays of the brightest sunshine. Her skin, the palest white, like virgin snow that had fallen on a window pane in… Continue reading the twisted vanity of life/topic-vampire
The Twisted vanity
This is my unfinished pride and joy. Seeing as how it is still not finished someday I will post the rest. If I find my work on any other site besides this one without giving me credit I will be one very upset kitty. My work is copyrighted and shall remain so. I hope I… Continue reading The Twisted vanity
A Perfect World
She stands staring into the moonlit sky, Loving or loathing, we would never know. Living in the false world that loved her, Dying in a cold reality. Tears glisten in her once beautiful eyes, Her spirit cries, yet nobody knows. Softly she cries in her cold dark prison, The needle slowly washing her life away.… Continue reading A Perfect World
Sometimes death seems easier.
laying awake at night just wondering is all this worth it. is all the pain the hate and the lies we go through really worth life. life seems to be a never ending pain that seems to grow stronger by the day. well this is the first entry i’ve made just my view on how… Continue reading Sometimes death seems easier.
Sometimes
You know how sometimes you just end up staring out at nothing while you think, “I wish I died, why haven’t I yet?” Well I found myself doing just that, again. but this time I, very unfortunately, I said it out loud.
A Perfect World
Slipping in and out , between the plains of life Touched by some deep driven force The needle’s contents taking effect and smothering me like a giant hand The world turns upside down or right side up… it’s hard to tell