If I could choose my death,
I'd die in your arms tonight.
If I could choose my death,
I'd stay forever young.
You said:
"Girl, you'll end up in hell!"
I said:
"I don't mind".
Cuz hell for me is not a bad place,
So that's alright.
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 7:26 PM UTC
Tell me, girl,
How come the shoulder you cry on
Is always your own?
Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 7:43 PM UTC
People give each other dead flowers
And wish upon long-dead stars
For their love.
Yet, when I say
"Love is death in disguise" ‐
No one really listens.
Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 4:37 PM UTC
Not to sound too poetic,
but I always write in blood:
every word and every letter
is a living piece of Art.
I left poems on your ceiling
you pretended you can't read,
you say I should live more simple,
that I don't know what life means.
So, if you said: "Life is music",
Then I would be a guitar:
cut the little cords on my wrists -
make the ******* music stop!
Do you think there's point in living
if we don't plan to die young?
Do you think there's point in living
if we stop doing our Art?
Mar 7
Mar 7, 2026 at 4:43 PM UTC
One day I will wake up from that dream,
Where my head's over heels,
and my mind's full of poison.
On that day,
on the top of my lungs I would scream:
"One lobotomy, please,
Mr Surgeon"
Dec 30, 2025
Dec 30, 2025 at 7:11 AM UTC
When I die, bury me inside a liquor store
I wanna lie with empty bottles on the first floor,
Want you to mourn me like a rockstar, Want that hard core,
Then slit my wrists and drink my blood until I'm all gone
Dec 25, 2025
Dec 25, 2025 at 8:36 AM UTC
The curtains open up a scene,
The plot is clear, the story's known:
I've always been too good to leave,
But just as hard to love.
Aug 25, 2025
Aug 25, 2025 at 7:06 AM UTC
I've learned one truth the hardest way,
It's harsh, I will admit:
Good girls, they never go to Hell,
They live in it.
Apr 21, 2025
Apr 21, 2025 at 5:14 PM UTC
You said we're gonna be just fine,
And fooled me once again
I took a knife you've stabbed me with
and killed a million men.
Amen.
Apr 6, 2025
Apr 6, 2025 at 6:46 PM UTC
And when I'm gone,
Cremate my soul,
Mix my ashes with *******
So for once,
in this lifetime,
I'll be better than Cobain.
Feb 6, 2025
Feb 6, 2025 at 1:42 PM UTC