| Insanity can be brilliant |


Unconditional LoveRip a child's heart right from their beating chest Feel their blood drip through your finger tips.. See this blood lust mess Watch their face fall blank and pale feel their tears fall from their eyes Feel their heart beating still their love still alive Such innocents trapped within their beat up hearts Unconditional love toward their killers yet their creators in one Break this love, tear it to shreds...fill their hearts with hate But unconditional love form a child will never break forever it will last.. Though Forever is a funny thing.. .it comes and gUnconditional Love


DeathAnd what path do I follow now everything shattered to its pieces Feel so engorged in pain that tears can't stand to run for they do not know they should fall Yet here I feel the end gently take my hand but it's not cold Deaths hand is warm almost lovely to hold I feel as if his love has taken me I feel so loved in deaths arms nothing can hurt me when he holds me But when he lets me go I stumble back to reality Yes he knows I can not hold on any longer so he waits for me at night He see's these cuts he watches me painfully as I'm curled on the floor bleeding &Death


WarFire and flames, sparks in all directions, dirt screaming up into the air to escape the gun shot noises Explosions!... cries heard in pain, one gun shot after another, ears ring.. Soon visions fade Standing in a circle where death's cold hands reach out, waiting to gently kiss those who lose their throats to shout See the pieces, the bodies fly up in the air the smoke and ashes, the colors come flashing, brushing through your hair Standing still, motionless.. . Seeing war at its best looking at crushed buildings in ruins see those ahs covered faces Feel warmly stung blood still in pain.. Sling acrossWar


AgonyBreak me down, tear me to shreds without one drop of your pity of emotion Cut me deep, cut me slowly enjoy the sound of my skin ripping Listen to my blood drip out onto the floor. Echoing. Hear it SCREAM!!... Followed by silence You hear nothing of me.. Nothing of my voice only sound of me falling and dying.. You enjoy it You savor that sweet taste in your mouth, oh that delightful gut thrilling taste of my death It's a blood thirst need, a quenching thirst to feel oh feel and savor that lust for my pain To hear my screaming.. Yet not once listen . To see my tears.. Yet to whip them not from my eAgony


Our Plastic Suicidepoisoned black hearts Dressed in red lace Trick us intoOur Plastic Suicide
Our grave
Blood stained lips
And golden eyes Lead us into
Death
Our need for beauty Drives us mad
The world is full of People who are 90% human 10% plastic
We've become obssesed With silicone breasts And Botox lips Reducing and enhancing Until we are so perfect It almost hurts to look.
It has become so bad That when a beauty is found Everyone asks "what work has been done"
It's not looked down upon &nb
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"One can't complain. I have my friends.
Someone spoke to me only yesterday." Eeyore
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die quietly/burn in hell
Dante: mao, isto nao e boa de dizer criansa!
Portuguesedevil: calete bastardo!(hits him over the head with katna)
come join my chat if you want[link]
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I Make My Hearts With Wings Because They Have A Tendancy To Fly Away.
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die quietly/burn in hell
Dante: mao, isto nao e boa de dizer criansa!
Portuguesedevil: calete bastardo!(hits him over the head with katna)
come join my chat if you want[link]
i know this may only be me but sometimes writing, poetry helps express everything you need to say without saying it to someone directly. its almost an endless escape that you could get lost in forever, even music almost gets your bad emotions out for you like songs from evanescence like hello, missing, lithium ect.
maybe for a while until everything cools down stay on or off the chat, what ever you would like. just kinda be layed back for a while if that makes any sense *hugs*
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I Make My Hearts With Wings Because They Have A Tendancy To Fly Away.
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