You don't know me
and likewise for you.
So why would you feel the need
to tell me what the **** I should do?
In this life, you have no idea,
NO CLUE
the strifes and struggles
anything I've been through.
You preach to me
which way to go
what street to take
or path to go.
You'll never know
what road I came down
to get to this place.
So, just dismiss your petty judgement
and your ******* case.
Nov 19, 2012
Nov 19, 2012 at 12:42 AM UTC
Baby, just bleed
just bleed for me.
I feel that it's all I could need,
could EVER need
to see how you feel for me.
Nevermind the tears you have shed,
I want your blood instead.
Your heart ripped out,
blood dripping from your mouth.
Too see a glazed look in your eyes,
oh how I want to watch your demise.
Oct 18, 2012
Oct 18, 2012 at 2:23 PM UTC
I can't just leave this behind.
It's like I can't escape,
so I just rewind.
While I scrape this pen upon this page
it only intensifies my rage.
I try to release,
but can't seem to find ANY ease.
You'll always race through my mind,
just like you did "Once upon a time".
Is it pride in my way?
Or could it be all the things you used to say?
I just don't know what to do
so, I sit and ******* stew
on ALL of these broken thoughts...
WASTED THOUGHTS OF YOU
Oct 18, 2012
Oct 18, 2012 at 12:49 PM UTC
You wear the crown of thorns, Baby,
And I'll nail you upon the cross
Bleed for humanity,Baby,
While I sit and get off.
Tell me how we'll all be saved
When you rise from your grave.
Sit and bleed for me, Baby,
Tell me how I'll be saved.
Sep 23, 2012
Sep 23, 2012 at 3:18 PM UTC
You were there
to reinerate my fears
and doubts of self
you brought that all out
Knowing you will
soon be dead,
enough **** you's"
I could never
had said.
Mar 20, 2012
Mar 20, 2012 at 10:43 AM UTC
The smell of that night,
every movement, just right.
Made for you, with spite
Mar 20, 2012
Mar 20, 2012 at 10:40 AM UTC
It takes so long
to get a thought
in my mind that
I feel is my own.
In the blink
of an eye it
all just rewinds.
I wonder what
is really my mind.
What might
I find?
If only I
could just....
Mar 19, 2012
Mar 19, 2012 at 2:22 AM UTC
Our love was exquisite,
now, you don't even visit.
I think of when I used to glisten
Mar 19, 2012
Mar 19, 2012 at 12:19 AM UTC
I wish I could thaw my heart
it used to be made of honey.
Now, it is ice cold
thanks to that snake
Mar 19, 2012
Mar 19, 2012 at 12:03 AM UTC