I AM
my heart says yes do it get it over
my brian say no
what do i,she,we say
what do i,we,she do
yes,no,maybe
i run as fast as i can then stop
wait,stop,think
does he like me or am i in my own world.
maybe,no,yes
i go to get a kiss and wake up
yeah i'm me agian
can't gain the words if i tryed.
i,she,we na just me.
NYREE
TIME
TIME WHAT IS TIME.
IS IT LIGHT TURNNING INTO DARK
IS IT THE RATEE OF SPEED
ARE WE TIME.
AM I TIME
TIME THER IT GOES
PASSING THROUGH YOURE NOSE
TIME YES WE ARE TIME
ARE GENNERATION
OUR CHILDREN
YES WE ARE TIME
Make Up You're Mind
I try and be someone else
You say be you
I try and be my self
And you say don't be you
Make up you're mind
Do you want me to be me
Or do you want me to be someone else
I am me and human
And i mess things up
But you treat me like i'm a retarded
I do my best
And you look at me like i should be pefect
But i'm not i'm a scared kid,trying to stay alive
But you make me feel like i want to die.
I think about offing my self
But my friends make me want to see another day.
Not mom,dad,aunts,uncles and grandparents
Yeah just friends,the rest care but doesn't seem like it
So will i off my self in the future
Maybe
Will i do it tonight
Probubly not,as long as i have friends i'm okay.
Talk To Me
I SAY HI !!!!!
YOU TURN YOU'RE HEAD
YOU LOOK FOR A FEW SECONDS AND SAY?
...... NOTHING AT ALL
YOU TURN YOURE HEAD BACK AROUND.
THE SAME DIRECTION YOU FACED BEFORE.
WHAT THE HELL MAN YOU MIGHT AS WELL FLIP ME OFF.
RUDE MUCH,
YEAH I THAUGHT SOOO
THE SAD PART IS THATT YOU'RE TO CUTE TO HATE.
DAMM LUCKY YOU'RE HOT !!!!!
SUN LIGHT
The light
It brings me no joy
No happyness
No love what so ever
Just pain and hatred
i can't embrask the warmth
just cold
icy cold
my job brings me what ?????
ohh yeah the joy of takeing a life
no not a murder
not a killer
the one you all fear
DEATH IT'S SELF
THE GRIM REAPER
BABY BIRD
Dear Baby bird,
I wish i could be you.I see you in you're little nest.
Looking around for mama to bring you food.But soon you will be forced to leave the nest.
I say don't be to happy and don't get to comfy hear.Moms are curial.
So prepare to be ready.Practice to fly.
But the wind blew you out i day before it was time.And you flew.
You flew high and then you flew low.But you're life was ended very qiuckly
A cat.creature of the night.
It saw you from a distance and atacked.I can't save you.
No one can.Death took you're life.
Life is a bitch sometimes.I gives and take away.
But be happy.You're life was exchanged for someone or things life.
Treat me like a human
I treat you with a form of respect.You look at me like i'm a monster.
Should i try and fit in.No i rather stand out.
I don't dress like you and i sure as hell don't look same way you do.
I treat everyone like a friend.You treat only your friends like a friend.
Why do you have to be a bitch sometimes.we argued once over somthing stupid.
I moved on,why can't you.I tried to forget th bad.you just stayed hating me for no reason.
I'm the bigger person.Figuritivly and not.
I cut but i don't bleed.
I use to think emo's were a litle crazy.
You don't need to cut your self to solve your problems.
But am an emo.
I cut my self when i no longer can handle it any more.
I keep all my ager bottled up inside of me for 14 straight and solid years.
Now it can't stay contained.
It hurts at first when i cut.
But then i feel so much better.
I fell like me again,happy and bubbly.
I hate that it leaves a scar,i hate it when it leaves a scar.
My veins
Blood runs through my veins.When i move it moves fast.When i chill it slows.I cut my skin when he pain and anger built up from years finally flows out.I bring the blade to my arm.Whats that saying down the road not across the street.I screw up and go across the strret.I bleed.I watch the blood slowly trickle down the side of my arm.It might be weird to say bu i lick the falling blood.Thats one taste i think i will always love.Tht taste of my own blood.I hide my arms from judgeing people.It shows when i wear a t-shirt.After it i feel sad and a shamed.I guess i'm a hipacrit.I always downed those who cut them selves.I see why.The world i like blood.It flows throuh your veins like the air.You break the skin to get the blood like the world spitting because of earthquakes.The person taseting the blood is the user.
Blood
I chew on your neck softly.
you say "bight harder."
I taste your blood hit the tip of my tongue.I don't stop
I keep chewing and chewing.I hear you scream stop.
But i dont,i keep chewing and then i start sucking.
it tastes B+.I feel your pulse get weaker and weaker.
I pull away and see your eyes closed.I let you drop.
I look with wonder.I see my hands covered in blood.
I scream and shout and a figure apears.
It's a woman,she says "I Told You Couldn't Get Rid Of Me"
BLOOD FOR BLOOD
I use the knife to slit my rist.You do the same thing with yours.You watch the blood dripp down from yours rist.I see the blood rushing out quickly.I grabb u as you begin to fall down.I shed a tear.You wern't suppose to die at the blade of a knife.You were supose to die by my hands and i your by mine.I feel you getting colder and colder that normal.I conact my blaeding rist with yours i feel our blood becoming one.Interlocking to one beautiful cell.Your bloody hand touches my face.You mouth five simples words to me."I'll see you in hell.".A sharp pain plunges throught my chest.I smiled at you.Our eyes simaltaniously.
Insanity
I fall,you yell
I fuck up and you threaten my life.
You tell me i'm worthles and i take it
You wish i was dead and so do i.
Should i be afriad of the scared little bitch that lurcks behind that stare.
You want me dead and u want me gone.Fine.
I tie you to a chair and slit me kneck.You get your wish.
Ingraverd in my skin say "You Burden is Finally gone,you happy"
Blade
Razor,meet my neck.Your cold blade flashes across it.I feel a slight pinch of you.I smile as blood fills me lungs every passing second.I smile as my feet begin to weaken.I have the urge to grasp my neck but i don't.Head hit the floor.I see the blueish green light hanging above me.I smile and with my last ounce of strength stick my middle finger up and yell "FUCK THE WORLD".Nothing straight black.Am i going to heaven or am i going to hell???.My eyes open quickly.A man stands above me.His hand touches my face.I shoot up and grab his neck.He says "Welcome To The Word My Love"....
Roses Are red, Violets Are blue
Roses are red,the color of your blood that flows through your veins.
Violets are blue,the color your face turns as my hand rap around your throat and squeeze.
Your lifeless body lays on the table.I drain you blood ounce by ounce.Into a narrow tub.
I lay in it totally submerged.I arise.My eyes blazing red.Teeth,shark sharp.
I am reborn to plan your DEMISE!!!!'
Lungs filled with blood
Take the knife and cut it out.
Cut out everyones critisism and there thoughts of angrer and hatred.
TAKE THE COOLD BLADE AND CUT IT OUT!!!'
I DARE YOU.
"YOU WONT" THE THOUGHTS THAT SPEAK TO YOU SAY OVER AND OVER AGAIN
teas begin to stream down the side of your face and you wimper.
Should i?,weill i??
your begin to count.
1,2,3,4,5.....
Nothing happenes.
You drop the blade ass you drop to your knees.
I a split second the blade is back to your throat taking it's sweet time cutting through your precious flesh.
"Why is this happeneing.how is this happenening" you ask your self out loud.
A voice clicks on.
"5,4,3,2,1",it screaches as your heart begins to pound faster and faster as the nuber go down.
Good be world.
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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 05.07.2011
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