I should have been a boy.LAWLYOUR BOY SIDE.[x] You love hoodies.[x] You love jeans.[x] Dogs are better than cats.[x] It's hilarious when people get hurt and fall.[x] You've played with/against boys on a team.[x] Shopping is torture.[x] Sad movies suck.[ ] You own an XBOX. [ ] You played with Hot Wheels as a little kid.[ ] At some point in life you wanted to be a firefighter.[x] You owned a DS, PS2, or Sega. [ ] You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers.[ ] You watch sports on TV. )[x] Gory movies are cool.[ ] You used to go to your dad for advice.[ ] You have at least 1 trophy of a sport.[ ] You used to play Yu-Gi-Oh.[x] Baggy sweat pants are nice to wear.[ ] It's kind of weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people.[x] Green, black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favorite colors.[x] You love to go crazy and not care what other people think.[ ] Sports are fun.[x] You sometimes talk with food in your mouth.[ ] You sleep at night with your socks on.[x] You hav
Purely SuicideA knife to her throatA gun to his headA rope to their neckA building for their jumpThey want to end itThey think they mustThey think they don't deserve itThis life they're givenThey've been told;They're useless, they're nothingThey mean only distress,They deserve the worst.They do, they dieThey're free from the hateThey're free from the liesThey're free from the worldThey're free from the life.
Too late.Touching your face,Feeling the coldLetting your numb hand slipFalling down and grabbing the rope.That taunting piece of material.Trying. Trying hard to pull free from it.Knowing it's too late.No hope. No feeling. Nothing.As your limp body pulls harder, you know.As gravity tried to defy, you know.As your head starts spinning, you know.As your room gets blurry, you know.It's too late to back out. Too late to run free.Too late to try a different way, a quicker way.You know, that this way, is nearly over.It has a hold on you. One you can't pull from.One that's too strong. One that's telling you.It's over.You've left.You've lost.You've won.You're done.You're gone.Forever out of that world.
EmoA blade, my saviourSpilt blood, my releaseA corner, my homeDeath, my peace.
How life of thought love turns outIt's your entire faultI blame youYou changed meBut what did I do?I loved and believed.Cared and looked after.Yet you took me for granted,But still won me over with laughterYou wondered whyI would cry in the nightBut all you needed to doWas to look out of obvious sightYou'd yell and storm outI'd fall and break downYou'd come back and say "sorry"And I'd believe and reboundI'd ask myself whyWhy I'd still go backAfter the pain and the hurtLove of which there was lackWhy would you do that?I can't understand, why did you changeI don't blame you, but himThat friend of yours that I had always found strangeHe made you worseToo bad for me to handleThat last little thing you didThat's when my love went out like a candleI had no idea it could happenThat you'd change and I'd loseLose you and lose meYou by heart and me by nooseBut after it allBefore it was just too lateI faintly saw you run inAnd thereafter, changed my fateYou picked me upAnd cut me downSaved me
Nightmare or what?Luanna found herself lost in the bush as it was getting dark. She turned around to head back, but it was too dark to see anything, and she didn't have a torch. After stumbling in the dark for what seemed like hours, Luanna finally fell to her knees. Just as she hit the ground she heard something. A voice? It sounded like a woman's voice."Imprisoned beneath the world," it whispered."Huh?" Luanna asked, "Katya, Chex? Is that you?""Where the soulless dwell" the voice hissed seductively"This isn't funny guys! Quit it!" she exclaimed"Lies a place where the damned call home!" whispered the voice againBy now, Luanna was snapping her head from left to right, trying to see through the dark where the mysterious voice was coming from."A place where the virtuous hide in fear," sang the voice eerilyLuanna was, by this time, rocking on the ground in the fatal position, with her head in clawed hands and nails unknowingly drawing blood from her forehead, repeatedly crying in a whisper, "Stop,
Fracta CostasI've broken my ribsso many times, it's not true,just thinking of you.I've truly fracturedthe entirety of my abdomen justholding my breath for you,angel breath.My Costae have splintered,my Spine has snapped,and I'm still holding mydiaphragm down to the pits of mytorso awaiting you.My Liver has practically dissolved itself,I've been waiting so long -my Kidneys have gotten,like roses, knotted around each other,and my digestive tract;empty,you've rendered my inability to eatmore powerful than before.My Lungs (my Lights) are swollen withtoxic gas,carbonated aire swilling around inthe bottom of my alveoli.And my Heart -well, I've been meaning to ask where you put it.Space fills the cavity in my chest,stardust holds it steadfast,while I stay up late,wake up early,peel my ears foryou.I've broken my ribsso many times, it's not true,just thinking of you.
Untitledyou are (the sun)the center of my erratic universeand I am justa cloud of recycled dustpulled in by your gravity.hold me baby,just for a little while beforemy heart implodesand I cease to exist
CareI want warmthand happinessand love. I can feel iton the tip of my fingerswith you. But I'm too cowardly and too scared to tell youhow much I care. You could leave me.
That is LoveWhen we are togetherEven silence is lovelyCompletely contentWith each other's companyNo need for constantConversationWithout the meaninglessFiller wordsConversations are much moreMeaningful between usOur lack of words communicatesBetter than any language ever couldI love youThree simple wordsBut the meaning they holdBlows the minds of mortalsThese tiny wordsHold the most meaning of allI fall asleep in your armsAnd you are content just to hold meThat is loveWe discuss deep subjectsThen move right along to the random onesThat is loveLove is patientEven when we aren'tLove is kindEven in the darkest of timesLove never failsEven when it seems to die
An ode to true loveYou are the lighthouse guiding me to safe shoresThe sunrise in the early mornA place I call home when I'm held in your armsA refuge I take when the world starts to breakThe fortress that protects and keeps me safeA warm smile to return to after a long hard dayThe heavenly touch that drives out my fearsA body to lay next to when the wind rustles the treesThe same heart that beats in tune for the same worthy causeThe hot flicker of passion that ignites our coresYour kiss that tastes like honey on my tender lipsThe scent that I inhale deeply and bathe in bathe inYour the one, the only one I ever truly loved,My heart you hold my dearTill there is not a single breath left in my lungs, or a beat in my heartAnd even then...true love will still have won
Young LivesTime spinning,7:07AM,within a Sunday dawn;And I still havenot sleptthroughout the longhours of night.Different thoughts creeping,and soaking withinmy brain cells,dividing the priorities.My dear,I have come to youin pieces,only to realizethe other side of youis also in piecesas well as me.("Maybe if we look at ourbroken hearts asmismatched puzzle pieces,we could try and put them together.They might fit, like the correctpuzzle pieces,"I told David once.)My dear,help me begin the constructionof a road,a long road thatseems so endless andfilled with glory,and memories;We both have gonedown this road before,many timeswith different souls,and somehow they all cameto a dead end.Let's goon a roadtrip, David,and make this the bestof both of ouryoung lives.
C.MI began to choking on the waters that holdsall of my greatest fears and worries. Tryingto keep myself afloat while the tides ofmisery grabs a hold of my leg. Drowning mein all of the sorrow that my burdens hadme hidden from the world. My lungs try to pump the scarce air thatis needed to grow back all of the flowersthat died after I stopped believing in loveand everything that it has to offer.But when you came along, you looked at melike no one else had before, how your abyssaleyes saw my wounded, torture soul seeingall the beauty that it has to it that noone has ever saw before. Not even me.As you pulled me out of the ocean of painand brought me to the the shores of rapture.When I woke up, there you where with thoseeyes of yours and a smile that sent euphoriain every direction; It felt like home. Ahome that I only have dreamed of ever sinceI was a little girl. Snugged in your armsknowing that you will be there to comfort mewhen the misery turns itself in a
untitledi think that you are wonderfulin every possible way,from the creases in your handsto the dark spots on your face.i won't romanticize your flaws,but damn, they sure do make things rare:lovers with lies and scoliosis,lovers with broken bits inside,lovers like you and i.because i bet your handsfeel like silk on my skin,i bet your lips will taste likethe sweetest of sin andi think you know what i mean,that you dream of me night and day,and i gamble you'd take me in your arms,you wish you could take me away;i bet you wouldn't dare.i bet your lost lovers still moanlike lonely lycanthropes;bet i'd have to stretch to kiss you,but i bet you'll lean down first;i can see the peril in your eyes,your cryptic patchwork poemsmade with magnets on the fridge,but you don't have to guess about mine -here it is; take your time.i'll get on tiptoes to kiss you,if i must, you lonely lover,you mess of broken bits,i like the way it feels in my head.and i like the way it looks in
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Roses are red, Your heart is black.Roses are red,Your heart is black.Yeah, I love youBut I'll never go back.♥xx