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Be my words that my heart can't stand
Take a breathe and hold my hand for the
Last time I'll ever feel
Will be the last time I know you are for real
You guide me through the poorest daze
Of my classroom detention haze with the
Soft lull of your beating heart it's
Getting harder to fall apart however
When you're gone I don't want to be without
Your arms holding me I wish
That Heaven did exist but you know well if
Heaven was real we'd go straight to Hell
But this bond it is meant to be that
You and I were made to see only
Through the touch of your lips to mine so
Drink me up like a cup of wine and make it
Last until the end of time
It's almost like her demons are in her blood
And the blade is their final expulsion
Don't hurt yourself gorgeous, I know why you do it but remember who you really are x
I don't owe you anything for what I've
"put you through"
So what if I like my head shaved?
So what if I like having metal adorning my face?
So what if I like to wear what I want?
So why not express my inner creativity on the outer surface?
Am I not to be happy in my own skin?
I nurture who I am
I love the way I look
And I am not sorry that being true to myself offends you
Mom
Just be happy I still want to be in your life
Be happy with me
And take me as I am or not at all.
To all those narrow-minded people,
******* all in the ******
If words were knives, I'd talk to you more often
This girl had a supportive family
She had friends who loved her fully
She believed that her life was already perfect
There was nothing in it that she would regret
She was already contented with her life
Thinking no one would ever stab her with a knife

But one day, something in her changed
Her heart was beating faster, which was strange
Her eyes were shimmering
Her cheeks were blushing
She thought that what she felt was wrong
It should be stopped before it becomes deep and strong
But the more she was suppresing her feelings
The more she did not like what was happening

Until one day, she became very depressed
So without any second thought, she grabbed a knife and stabbed her chest
It was her only way to stop what was happening
And save herself from love which she believed was an evil thing
We repeat the mistakes we haven't learnt from
I'm not a mistake waiting to happen
Don't you dare treat me like your last girl
I hate you for reading my mind
But I hate it even more when you don't
Pretty little iris
****** white sclera
Despite those tempting lashes
Her lies are getting clearer

Come a little closer
Squeeze a little tighter
She's squinting a little thinner
But her pupils are getting wider

She wants your focus now
Don't trust those golden eyes
It only takes a little peek
To fall for those gorgeous lies
Can't face loneliness again
I'm going to stay inside my mind
Where the imaginary friends play
The same kite in the same purple sky
The same Lucy up there with diamonds
Can't handle the pressure of breathing
I'm going to inhale tobacco instead
The imaginary friends choke
They have all died
Back to loneliness again
Nothing but a cigarette
It's colder without you on my mind
Burning money on the streets
I wanna start a riot
The cops like robots beneath our feet
I wanna start a riot
We'll sing our songs and break the beat
I wanna start a riot
Kiss my lips and tickle my teeth
We all oughta start a riot
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