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You know I’ve realized That somehow falling in love Is the best and worst thing That can ever happen to a person   You will feel things you never knew you could feel.
If you refuse to acknowledge . If you find it all a bore . Theres no use in pretending . You don’t want it anymore .   There never was a chance . Some people refuse to feel .
Rusty hinges, a noisy gate. Echo rattling through pure hate.  Flooded engine , well that’s great. Cavaly arrives a bit too late. Where it’s at and where it was . He won’t accept that word “because.”
I'll cut you off. It'll be easy. Like a wart from flesh, though not as fresh, I relish the day that you confess,   As I step on stage, wearing the very same dress, I wore that day when you professed,
how come no one knows the way you are inside  except for him and those 
My love, is it you? i do not want to loose your soul for another because of blindness. am i blind? I miss you but i cannot remember who you are and loneliness
We thought you'd do your part from the very start and provide for us like a small marketer running his cart. But no. You couldn't handle the prod, the pinch, the feuding.
I feel a coldness that penetrates to the very core, and doesn't stop there. A darkness so deep that it blots out any hope of light. Despair so sad that I am barely trudging on.
Seasonal criminal How you strike when it snows It's not something physical You put on the shows Seasonal criminal Wrap me in a scarf Wrap me in subliminal Wrath, force me to starve
In my heart I’ll remember the spring trees and the taste of fruit early in the morning before the sun rises, high in the sky, and paints the world with color.
The difference between me and black coffee Is that black coffee Didn’t choose to be Bitter
They smile Well-meaning intentions But how it hurts Your brow furrows You frown At the impudence You speak as if You know me well But knowing me As a child Does not mean
Cold world Icy hatred Cut bonds Bitter dawns Lies and mistakes And amidst it all Your chest aches With the heavy Very heavy weight It goes on  And on The battle
The sweetest kiss of twilightA crimson rose or threeLost in the moment loveA moment with out theeIs no moment at all The tender kiss of yours dearA crimson rose or twoLost in the moment love
if you could only pick one  the blunted blade or the one shot gun  fast paced pain  or slowly dying  if i picked either  i'd be surely lying  for this bitter poison that we've brewed 
If tears are only saltwater streaks, then my heart must be as wide and deep as the ocean and just as rough and salty.  The waves are crashing  against me, but I only feel numb now.  
The world is a place full of people they are everywhere, covering every inch of the earth
Beautiful.  All smiles and happiness. But then you start peeling away the layers. Getting straight to the bitterness. Sweet then bitter. All gold but the inside is certainly not glitter.
Hollow Heart
I had to pay, actually, to find myself. Didn't you?   I had choices, I had to chose. I had fallen to the social norms.   I lost my sanity,
Three witches gathered round a pot,  the first witch said "today let's make something new I'm sick of all this baby finger gluck and newt tail glue and I know just what we wierd sisters should do.
Tell Me Again 
Daddies been out drinking, yet again
Aren't I your favorite doll?The one you love and cuddle?The one whom you tell all your secrets too?The one...who sits in that corner and waits?  
A stream without fishA dream without a wishA heart, but no heartbeatA win with a defeat.A feeling of awe without any thoughts,Flowers in broken pots
Slurred words Blurred lines Raw emotion And cold rhymes   Hot desire Left to burn
You make me doubt myself Hate myself Make me not want to believe in myself Give me the chills Then knock me out I was a fighter Now you’ve got me pinned down Between the thoughts and the clocks
Seven years down the drain, Seven years of suffering and pain,  torture and greif,  finally a release.  Chains are all broken.  memories are erased,
I wish to cut away my flesh.I don't hate myself.I just hate this skin,Weak and bloody thin!If only
Lambs thrown to lions not yet taught how to run-- stumble and yelp with hopes set to the sun.
"Money" is such a bitter word.
And all these little things They build up inside  Turning your light into dark They rupture the protective wall  That we think saves us from all the hurtful things 
❤ The warmth burning my skin
Guys write poems about girls; girls with eyes like diamonds, girls with lips like crimson, girls with hair like silk.   No man writes poetry for me.   Instead, my pen glides smoothly;
It came upon a dream one night,
Don’t mind me. I’m just passing through. I’m neither here nor there And I won’t be stopping. Don’t mind me. Excuse me, pardon me I’m only passing through. I gave up long, long ago
Thoughts flow
Dream of me in the depths of your despair, and a beacon of what once was will appear. Dream of me at your happiest moments, and wish that I could be happy too. Dream of me when you are angry,
Bridges from one cliff to another. Bridges over cold, unforgiving water. It's life, Earth-shattering thunder. No matter what you say, You dont want what's under.   A bridge is a blessing.
Living like life is short Almost always gets you in trouble Untimely action gives timely punishment Goodly action gives strange rewards Having strength to speak plainly often does little for you
The bitter sound of depression slowly devoured my body deeper and deeper sinking into a new demension where the full ocean of sorrow was whipped again far, far away
Pass me by, like nothing ever happened The time we spent, gone away Never to return.   Waste away, your ashes rise above Floating above my head Am I really dead?  
Don't listen if you don't want to hear. Don't watch if you don't want to see. You find pain amusing? I'll push you down a flight of stairs. Hear me laugh.   -------  
Tired, restless Heart beats in your chest and Breathless You’re smothered by the background and Bound, restricted and backed into a corner Hungry and famished, your throat aching to sing a song
Eyes like Storms, Secrets churning in their depths. Emotion; chained. Encased in glacial stone. Arrogance incarnate In his Golden Crown. Athena’s blessing Behind his brow.
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