I wish my misery would melt like strawberry drops
my memories blurring in the distance
I wish my worries would die off like flies
my negativity peeling of the surface

Until then,
I just wish to stay alive
my heart still beating

Notice how the voice that tells you you're beautiful
Is nothing but a little whisper

But the voice that explains all your flaws
Is the one that can be heard above a storm,
Above the sound of heavy machinery,
Above the sound of your heart

i used to think this corner of your heart would be overpopulated,
but i was so wrong;
i now know this corner of your heart is empty,
all except for me;
i have begun to realize how alone i really am now,
with only this small piece of you left;
i've been thinking of what i wouldn't give to get more,
because it'd take to long to think of what i would;
Dearest, im lonely, and cold, and so very tired in this little corner of yours.
please come back. ~cp

I'm about to get to twenty
About to say goodbye being a teeny
Oh the good life
And let's not forget the good years.

I was thirteen at first,
I was in love with him --
One I thought my first and hoped to be last
But for all I care now, I'm glad I've known him.

I was fourteen,
I ventured into something
That one thing I've been dreaming since child years
I had to let it go, glad I've some cheers.

I was fifteen,
I met another love, he ran in my mind
Yeah, he had a marathon right there
For a couple of years and I'm glad he did.

I was sixteen,
I was still in love with him while entering into
Somewhere that slowly reshaped my way of thinking
There had been stones along the way, I'm glad for 'em.

I was seventeen,
I thought I could make my youth last
But I was beginning to think I'm on a brink of something
I was about to be a lady, I was happy, yes I'm glad for it.

I was eighteen,
Oh and finally I could say I could decide for myself
Hey, I thought I would be happy to go
But I am happy with my parents, I'm glad I have them.

I was nineteen,
I let him go, he broke my heart but
Somebody came, broken too, much more than I
I'm happy, I'm waiting, I'm glad for him.

Tomorrow I'll turn into another year older
Hey, I don't want this to be written for somebody else
This if for me, this time I'll write for me
And for everything and for all I care, I love how my life turned out right now.


~~ Criss ∞

There she walks with eyes wide open,
There you see she hasn't spoken,
Then she stands her heart now broken,
Did you ever think you were her token?

Now she lays with tears in eyes,
With sleepless nights and burning lights,
Took the time to remember your lies,
Stepped outside with hands of knives.

Out there she is now lost a soul,
Without regret what she has told,
The tears ran down so gladly bold,
For you to see you've killed her soul.

The knife, her hand, the heart it hits,
Like a man on man the fighting fists,
She feels alone with all misfits,
Wishing now you'd see her wrists.

Blood from heart runs through her veins,
Only to find the path restrained,
The fight she keeps without a brain,
The heart leads on she's lost in vain.

Watch her fall in tears for you,
As the blood drips thoughts so new,
Given up she looks towards you,
"I've lost my pride and faith in you."

Left behind her body falls,
Only to see you stare her down,
She fell back you tried to help,
You're too late this is her fate.

Now she's gone you miss her so,
Now you regret leaving her soul,
Though now too late you've seen her go,
It's thanks to you she's lost us all.

-Kathia Mariana Landeros