i built a garden
wouldn't you like to see?
it had flowers of all kinds
they danced as they grew
while i grew into a better person
or so i thought
by the time i was 13
these flowers were deceased
as demons emerged into my head
the thorns were replaceable
and stabbed me with darkness
the woeful project
so ill-fated
even eden would be no longer beautiful
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 8:40 AM UTC
wanting to die
is not a selfish adventure
when you can't handle
the thought of walking
step by step in a world
that you hate to the bone
Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 1:15 PM UTC
you think you know everything
you think you understand everything
but you don't bother helping me anyway
because i know and you know that you're wrong
my misery becomes longer and so does my sentences
my life will become shorter when i soon have the courage
and you'll realise how stupid you were
Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 3:04 PM UTC
you don't get that warm welcome
from someone in the normal day
it's a hateful and horrific world
without your calming little touch
our present is a pandemonium
blooming with sorrow and authority
responsibility can wait a longer time
because all i have been waiting for
is a word for the godsend that i see
right in front of my whole existence
Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 1:40 PM UTC