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You're Nothing...He brushes a strand of hair
He smiles at me
He holds me into his arms
He whispers into my ears
"You're nothing…"

Clink, ClinkClink, clink. Twisting, scratching, pulling. Clink, clink. Tears, banging against the wall. Screaming. Ignorance. Clink, clink. The sound is part of me now. Clink, clink. Echoing in my mind, vibrating my soul. Clink, clink. Can't escape, running forever, like a maze. Forever, never ending. Clink, clink. I can see the blood coming to the surface as I twist and turn my wrists. The pain keeps me alive. It keeps me aware. It keeps me from dying.

That's why I have them. They clasped them on my wrists to keep me alive. Yes, yes, that is why. Or maybe I'm already dead. Clink, clink. What's the difference, anyway? People look at you, through masks,

TemptationTemptation.
I've never been one for it.
Never gave it a second thought.

My Mother warned me not to go into the shadows.
Only danger would welcome me there.

But his scent; so sweet like honey couldn't be denied.
I'm helpless near him.

Find someone who'll take care of you.
But this man will.
He's made promises he swears to keep.

Take care of me.
Protect me from harm.
Keep happiness in these eyes.

He screams about the world and it's misguided ways.
My Mother tells me to watch out, he has a temper.
My love will never hurt me.

The wars are raging.
The lies are being spun.

He's decided there's no other way to keep me out of harm

DammitI don't like to be cliché. In fact, I'd rather be dead than that.
But somehow, I still want to say it was by 'fate' that I met her.
10:55. Saturday morning. The bus station.
And I ran into her and spilled her coffee all over her shirt. Like a complete dumbass.
"I'm sorry!" I exclaimed, backing up to avoid the mess.
"It's quite all right," she said, pulling the shirt away from her body and squeezing the coffee out. I could see down her shirt. I blushed.
"But will it stain?" I asked anxiously. She shrugged.
"Dunno. But really, it doesn't matter."
"Do you want me to buy you more coffee—?"
She laughed. "Don't wet yourself. I d

HeartlessThey call me heartless
And I know, it's true
For I had buried it on the same day
and in the same grave that consumed you

.
.
.
It's just that...

MY LOVE!

I found it returning to me
for that one moment, after eleven years
When I sat by you today
And mumbled

I LOVE YOU
.
.
.
AND I MISS YOU!

So, please take it back with you
For it was your parting gift
And I have no right to keep it

Thank you!

I Don't Love You. You're Just Convenient.Running with the shadows
That try to choke me
Up and down the alleyway

I've a noose for them.
They have several for me.

Bags of death.
Your death, my death.

I'll tell the story
if I make it out alive.

Run with me.
We'll escape the demons, together.

Just to clear it up
I don't love you
You're just convenient.

Partners in crime.
I won't tell if you don't.

But I'll let you know,
I'd save myself over you.
So make sure you run fast.
Faster than me, at least.

insane breathingI live to find
an alternate way to feel.
To find that emptiness
that everyone seems to withstand.

You found me
on the floor.
I was not dead,
my heart still beats.

I am just a shell,
forgive me for wanting.
forgive me for being ignorant
to your wants and needs too.
I am just a person
in case you have forgotten.

I am still running
from that day.
I'm sorry I can't thank you
for all you did.
It's not my fault,
it's not my fault.

You found me
in the river, face down.
I was not dead.
I wish I were.

I am just a shell,
forgive me for wanting.
forgive me for being ignorant
to your wants and needs too.
I am just a person
i

My Little FriendI've got a little friend
He whispers in my head
And tells me all the things I need to know
I keep him a secret, or else they'll make him go

I've got a little friend
He follows me around
He points out the people I need to see
He tells me he's a part of me

I tell them it's not my fault
I tell them it wasn't me
I'm not quite sure where all this blood came from
I'm not quite sure but it wasn't me

I've got a little friend
He visits me in dreams
If I don't behave he hurts me
I try, I try I try

I tell them it's not my fault
I tell them it wasn't me
I'm not quite sure where all this blood came from
It was him, he did it
And now h

Up on the HillIt was up on the hill that he first told her he loved her.

They were lying in a patch of flowers, protected from the sun by a tree looming over them. His hand was firmly wrapped around hers, held protectively on his chest.
"Do you love me?" she asked. He hesitated.
"Yes," he lied, as if it were as easy as plucking candles from a cake.
She sighed happily. "I love you too."

Two weeks later he met her family with a dinner and some well-played cards. He was wrapped around their fingers.
"You're so lucky to have found a guy like him," her mother told her.

They'd been together a year. There was no doubt in everyone's minds they would get mar

Use meUse me as much as you like.
I'm nothing but a rag doll to you.
With no feelings or emotions.
I'm only stiff and lifeless.
Bleed me dry until I have nothing to my name.
Penniless on the streets.
Starving for mercy.
Nothing left to give.
Still, you ask more of me.

Ask for every ounce of my moral integrity.
Until there is nothing left of me.

You can see the heart on my sleeve.
It's drying up into nothing.
Turning to ash.

But you'll keep on.
You know how I am.
How I react.

I'm nothing but a floor mat beneath your feet.
You really don't see me, do you?

All I knowPlease don't touch my skin.
I fear it might break beneath your fingers.
I'll crumble into ash, into nothing.

I'm helpless near you.
I hopeless romantic.

I've never been one to get nervous.
You send me into a shaking frenzy.
Why do you do this to me?

I need you like I need air.
Your words feed me like I am a child.
Your promises like rain.
Don't let up.

Lace your fingers in mine.
We'll dance until the sky is filled with promises of the dawn.
Pay no mind to the words of discouragement.
They mean nothing to me.

You are my every second of every minute, of every hour of everyday.
You're all I know.

Don't give a damn.I've put on more makeup than I can afford.
Pulled my skirt up high and down low.
Shown off my assets and pretended to have others.
Worked my fingers to the bone.
Jumped when you told me to.
Ran until I could not anymore.
No matter what I try, no matter what I do.
It's never enough.
It'll never be enough.

You don't give a damn about me, do you?

Unfinished

So much, too many, too much, I don't believe this. It's happening too fast, I can't think. When did this happen, why do these happen, how could…? The dreams, the broken mirror, it's swimming past me too fast.
Confuse,
Hurt,
Scared,
Out in the middle of nowhere, its hiding. The truth cannot be define, by what means nothing. They pushed, she pushed, he pushed me down. Threw me down into the depths of unfinished dreams.
Gone,
Forgotten,
Lost,
Trapped underneath this filth, this depth that doesn't help bright my ways. It's all too weird to see through these eyes that cannot work underneath this brain. All this vain is too hard when

Hurt MeHurt me.
Paint the floors a violent red.
Give me the scars that make them
Wonder.

Hit me.
Mix the purple and blue undertones
That destroy my body.
The colors that I try to hide.

Make me a fool.
A fool to think that
I can trust anyone.
It's a lie.

Scream.
Tell me what I am, and not who.
Scream until I cry.
And make me wish for an end.

Kill me.
It would be the only good thing
You've ever done for me.
But you're not that kind.

AddictionTake a step into my dreams
In a world where the weak can't sleep
My heart ripping at the seams
I can't help but to drop to my knees and weep
All those unfortunate souls
Being tortured inside-out
Then each head rolls
Down the mountain to my throat

Tear it open in a disappearing room
If this is Hell, it's not too bad
When the waves are floating through your veins
Then we forget everything
Once again comes the cycle
Of drooping eyes and weary will-power
Then head first in an empty pool
-The creatures come to collect each hour

I drink the wine that tastes like metal
On my throne of knives and insides
Everyone's a king in this
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Risen From Death

by ~gayemotears, Feb 16, 2012, 5:07:57 PM
Literature / Poetry / Spiritual / Free Verse

With one final breath
Death kisses her, drinking in her soul
Light lambent mist
Oozes from her lips
A vehement vibe
Rocks the monotonous void
He raises her up,
Her woebegone shell, laden within his alluring arms

Hungry and desperate hellhounds
Plunders the grounds
With a lick, Death tames these deterred creatures
Away with he and she, they cross the fields of punishment

Banshees and ghosts
Wail for their attention
For the Lord of the Dead, awaits for approval

Risen From Deathby ~gayemotears

Literature / Poetry / Spiritual / Free Verse

Ugh, I had to sit through intensive week, day Thursday, for 2 f***ing hours. My school gets out at 3:01. Yeah weird, huh?
Anyway, I'm in this singer/song writer group. It was fun last year, now it's just plain boring

The only way for me to get ideas is to either play a game on my own or daydream. Yeah... my inspiration is running a little dry...

ANYWAY. I gotten up to this part, tell me if you like it or not...

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