There once was a girl and her name was Lynn She was born into a very abusive house hold and yet she never tought of running away or thought of killing herself. She was happy even though her dad would touch her and hit her and her mom walked the streets for money. Years have… Continue reading true story
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
Have you ever looked at a baby, or even alittle kid? Have you wondered what they would be like when they grow up? I have. As I sit here watching my baby nephew Brandon play with his toys, learn new things everyday, even every second of the day of his youth. He learns things to… Continue reading Unknown Future
The topic would be under “Poetry” I am just a toy, “but toys can be loved forever” Toys that have been there since the beginning Not me, I am shiny and new, soon my shine will become dull and I will become old I’ll be tossed aside and forgotten, Soon a new toy will take… Continue reading I am just a toy…
Beautiful girl, I want to kill you. Pretty girl, I want to slit your throat. You make me sick. You’re just like the rest. Mindless droids with rotted out souls.
They are his puppets, his toys. How he controls their lives so easily. He moves; all his pawns follow, obeying his thoughts. They are marionettes; being dangled by the strings of fate. They dance to unheard music, a tune of fear, sadness, and death; never joy or life. Those concepts have been forgotten; for the… Continue reading The Puppet Master
falling from the skydreams i cannot hiderules i can’t abidemy breain is fucking fried
You ruined everything that meant anything to me. You tried to critisize and analyse until nothing was left. Before I was tainted by you, I had a future. Now all I have is enough pain, anger, and resentment to make Freud piss in his pants. Yeah. you fucked my up pretty good. The rest of… Continue reading The birth of a painslut