

classsitting through these long, drawn out classesclass
nothing happens but time passes
looking around the room my gaze is empty seeing nothing
dreaming something
for what im
hearing , seeing , dreaming is indiscribable
because im hearing your voice ,
seeing your face ,
and dreaming of you
my whole world ,
my love


my destinymy dear you are so lovely your ever to blamemy destiny
things constantly change overloading my brain yet you are what keeps me from going insane
my safe harbor from the reckless , lonely sea
you capture me
protecting me from lifes' tragidy
i'm not oblivious to the worlds misery but all i can think of is my eternity
with you my love, my destiny


New Moonpitch blackNew Moon
can not see anything in front of me
all alone in the forest just a line from lifes' chorus
for this is it
the frightful end with no lover offering a helping hand
they come looking
to find me
but i'm to strung up
in tragidy
i hear sounds they'll be here soon although this is my eclipse i'll never make the new moon


teddy bearswe hug ' emteddy bears
we squeeze 'em
we hold them all dear
until we come of age when they all disappear
we hide them in closets
and under our beds praying to God
nothing will be said
although some are pretty
and some are soft the ones most precious were given to us
all have been used for a shoulder to cry on
and a good listener
anything to make us feel better
so when we age it's inevitable w


If Apathy Had Monetary Value..Do you see the sorrow in my eyes? Can you hear my silent cries? As I lay cold and bleeding on the floor. Drowning in misery instigated by you, I pour self loathing and repulsion. I no longer wish to be this personIf Apathy Had Monetary Value..
That you so adamantly despise.
Like petals of a wilted rose,
I fall piece by piece into shadows. Unable to change myself; live with a lie. And I try so hard to be what I'm not. I try so hard...
But no matter what I do, I always fall short of the mark. You deny despite my obvious effort. My inflicted schizophrenia to no avail. &n
--
There is no death that is not a beginning
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Intoxicated with the madness, I'm in love with my sadness.
i think you need a hug
--
Things always turn out okay in the end. If things aren't okay, then it's not the end.
--
harusame
in sanctatorem of cadoangelus of scelestus .ut ego erat in exordium, ut ego sum iam, ut ego vadum semper existo. indulgeo mea.
in nomine de patris et filii et spiritus sanctii
amen
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