I watch the fire burn,
releasing calmness,
to fly through the room,
for this candle,
is worshipped too,
and I am highly grateful,
for my ability to manipulate,
the fire,
to make it lean,
to make it grow,
for I worship this power,
and hope that it will never go.

The little girl just stood there,
staring at the woman,
they were laughing,
they were talking about the little girl.

Her big sister was making fun of her,
the little girl felt betrayed,
she went to her room crying,
for her big sister was her role model,
her big sister was popular, pretty, smart and talented.

The big sister noticed,
she followed her little sister back into her bedroom,
she apologised,
"for that's what people talk about,
you aren't annoying, you're amazing".

The little girl fell asleep happily,
whilst her big sister and her friends were snorting...candy,
one of the girls grabbed a knife and went to the little girl,
their hand couldn't move closer to the girl.

The friend turned around to see the sister behind her,
asking what she was doing,
the little girl awoke,
she was crying,
the knife flew out of the friend's hand and slowly went to the sister.

The friend left as the big sister went to the little girl,
"I'm so sorry" she pleaded,
the little girl whispered "It's okay, you protected me"
the big sister nodded as she arose the knife...
the next thing you know,
there was a four-year-old with a dagger through the back of her head.

Why can't I just be happy with one?
Why couldn't I have just fallen in love?

Look into her eyes,
what do you see?
happiness or tragedy?

If you look a little closer...
then you'll see,
that she portrays both of those things.

nauseous...
I hear a voice screaming,
open the tent...
and there is my best friend screaming...
"help help," she says,
but I could not care less,
for she was being held by a,
big harmless,
shadow...
maybe it was furry,
had claws sharp open,
but for that night,
my tent stayed open...

I wake up the next morning,
for there she is,
not dead,
cooking us,
marshmallows instead...

Is it weird,
that this stranger,
is catching my eye?

Is it weird that this stranger,
is way older,
then my time?

Is it weird,
that we only know each other online?

Is it weird,
that I teach him things,
all of his desire?

And is it weird,
that I taught him,
how to play with fire?

What am I supposed to do,
when I can't have you,
this night is too long,
I can't see you now,
I've got to stay strong,
Stronger than you,
It could make me blue,
but it is worth a try,
because you were naughty,
whilst I was nice.

The girl walks slow,
as the sticks behind her begin to crush,
she turns to discover a doe...
she convinces herself that she is in no rush,

She slowly approaches the beautiful creature,
as it stares into her perfect ocean eyes,
for the doe stayed still,
its calmness was an amazing feature,
she thought her brain was telling lies...

Until she touched it,
its soft fur,
its little ears,
"Oh, you're gorgeous..." She spoke...

The doe continued off on about its day,
the girl was heartbroken...
when she got home,
she wrote about the creature...
almost every day...

For she had cast a spell,
for animals to be calm around her more,
and you'll never guess what this witch found at her door...
Let's just say... She lived happily ever after...

The shadows follow me,
everywhere I go,
into every void of unknown,
and through all the battles,
they'll follow.

One day I'm this,
one day I'm that,
all alone,
in my own trap,
feeling so cold,
questioning all,
walking around,
feeling so small

I like to think,
that there is a tomorrow,
that yesterday,
we weren't hollow...

For us to be,
the nice ones,
for us, to of never fired that shotgun...

To know that you are safe under the law,
for you to know,
that there is always more...

More to do,
with life than breeding,
even though,
that it is our only meaning.

The mist awoke, moving through the valleys, mountains, there it is, it's spoke, darkness..silence.. creatures appear from the dark, all twas to choke, danger.. venom..poison.. caution.. and beware.. for it is in its lair.. behind the mountainside, beside the valley.. all these creatures you shall find.. no anwser.. big red eyes... no hello.. you are not welcome here.. to hell, you shall go.. you've disrespected its flow... no matter what you do now.. you've still sinned.. your blood shall come out... you're the sacrifice, but not to god.. to the entity.. holding all your lies.. beware.. forsake.. danger is there, never to speak, only to share, and if you dare, talk there.. you'll be put out... we'll worship you.. hang you.. burn you too..all at the same time.. as the black mirror is looking at you.. your eyes will go red.. from the electrolytes..your body will grow.. you'll be part of a cult.. and there you shall hold.. a wasp nest.. evil has found you.. it's all in your ear.. in your mouth.. up your nose.. there is no to fear.. for you have become a dark force.. for you to ruin lives.. everything you do.. will be just fine.. find your friends, and try to end their lives.. for you have met the devil.. to start your best life.. hold them up by the throat.. watch them slowly die..give them hell, and just look into their eyes..and soon they'll all be gone.. you should you take the whole town out..for I will join you.. let's turn everything inside out.

The little boy starts to cry,
because his dad isn't very nice,
his dad grabs a hammer today,
and the little boy cries his breath away.

I love the idea of letting all my problems and feelings go,
but I am afraid to die,
I feel like I am lost in a void and am numb, and I wish I didn't,
but then again, I am afraid of feeling things, and if I feel more than I do now...
people will wish I didn't.

I followed you through the rain,
I followed you through the sun,
I followed you through the moon,
I followed you through the sea,
I followed you through the bad times,
and the good times,
and I'll follow you through the end,
because I want to, baby.

I hear the banging on my door,
I hear the screaming in my head,
I see the awful pictures in my head,
and the awful videos on repeat,
and it makes me wish that I was dead.

This *****,
I love you,
I hate you,
I just want to **** you,
But then again,
I just want to kiss you,

Even the voices in my head are confused,
and to want you back,
I have no excuse,
and I promised you I'd get rid of the noose...
and I don't want to break a promise,
but it may break very soon.

The mist flew up past the mountain,
down past the stream,
down to the river,
where all the animals be,

birds chirping,
deer skipping,
ants running,
and snakes slithering,

It was a carefree day,
evening,
and night,
for there,
the animals didn't fight.

It all kicks in,
the love I just lost,
so now love to me is a sin,
like people say,
its a drug people take every day,
the pain,
the loss,
all the tears,
all from non- proscribed peers.

The day I saw you,
my heart knew,
you were the girl I wanted to be with,
no matter what happened,
I would always love you,
and it seems to me,
that happened for you too.

Terrified she was,
staring at her coven,
for the high priest was,
swallowing poison,

In front of the Dark Lord,
in front of the sisters,
brothers, and warlocks,
and of course witches.

It whispers into my ear,
"You shall be the one,
to be sacrificed to the devil once you're done"
For I worship him,
for I do,

So why are you,
threatening me with a noose?
For years ago,
witches were hung,
so why now are you going back?
"For the ceremony has begun"...

I've lost my rotten heart,
My smile is just a illusion,
I am but a ghost,
lost in a void of confusion,
attention is what I seek,
so could somebody please, find me?

I feel the butterflies kicking in,
the giggles beginning,
and I am hoping,
that there is something new beginning

We haven't been in touch,
and suddenly you reach out,
telling me you care?
what is this about?

She was special,
she said she loved me but she had to go,
she said she loved me and I should know,
but if she loved me...
why'd she let me go?...

You promised me,
you promised me you loved me,
and that you would forever and ever,
forever...

I guess your proposal meant nothing, hey?
I guess you told a different girl you loved them every day?
I guess I was just too broken, hey?
And now I cry every day.

I wish I could say,
let's start over,
but truly I will never forget,
the time that you were my lover,
the time were we used to laugh together,
run around, send memes and make jokes together.

I cannot forget the risks we took,
and honestly,
I don't want to look,
at any other guy, girl, or human,
because what we had,
made me feel superhuman.

I remember the rough road we went down,
but we always always figured our problems out,
we were always together, never apart,
until the day,
our conversation had no laugh.

You had your reason to end us,
and it was a good reason,
I just wish you knew how to focus in class,
because we could still be together,
and the relationship could last.

The flower flows in the wind,
it is a pretty flower,
a beautiful daisy,
the bees are buzzing,
it's a nice sunny day.

But then a little girl,
tries to take that away,
she picks up the flower,
rips it right out of the ground.

This flower starts to slowly die,
just because of girl's interaction,
and all the flower can do,
is loose its attraction.

He did it,
he left me,
I understand why,
but I cannot stop the memories from flashing by,
all I can do for now,
is just cry,
because he was something special,
and that's not a lie.

I stare at him,
and see the moon,
I look at her,
and see the truth.

And I do not know what to do,
because they're beautiful,
but...
they have no clue.

I'm biting my lips,
looking at the sky,
thinking about you,
all the time,
It won't stop,
these feelings inside,
failing my tests,
getting nothing right.

All I want to do is have fun,
but all you tell me is that I ****,
practice makes perfect? wasn't that your words?
why can't you just let me learn?
You don't like it when I talk back,
but still you proceed to make me feel bad,
if what I'm doing is not funny,
I'm sorry but I'm not trying to entertain you, honey.

I sit there and cry,
as I think that I want to die,
like the only right thing to do,
is commit suicide.

It seems to me that whenever I need you,
You're not here,
and whenever I'm with you,
I'm overridden in fear,
I tell myself that I shouldn't stay,
And hope to god that you'll leave someday,
But we both know that I can't sneak away,
So with you.. I'll never see the light of day.

I feel strong,
stronger than ever,
because he was my best lover,
and I don't care anymore, that we're over.

This feeling is unbearable,
these feelings are stupid,
these feelings are wrong.

But they won't stop.
They don't stop.
They never stop.
It only numbs until you find someone you like more.
And that *****.

Do you ever just sit there,
and think about life?
How we all are just here,
to stop the humans' demise?

Our purpose is to breed,
to have no greed,
but some people...
can't follow that,

and that's okay,
no one is perfect,
for everyone is flawed,
and we all think we're worthless,
and nothing matters anymore,
we're all helpless,
blind to the light,
for Jesus and God,
to lift us up into the afterlife.

The memory,
the pain,
all the kisses,
smoke,
screaming,
broken mirrors,

but everything changed tonight,
she's gone,
no more kisses,
pain,
smoke,
screaming,
and broken mirrors.

When you look at this girl,
she seems happy,
all you see her do is laugh.

But one day,
you'll hear the news...
that she ended her life in the bath.

The roses fall,
from her arms,
as she watches,
her boyfriend from a far,
crying, weeping, falling down,
for she'd break his tender body down.

As you hold the blade,
your feelings tell you to escape,
away from life,
away from meaning,
something out there,
has to hear you pleading,
being grabbed or being stabbed,
better of feeling,
so so bad,
what is the meaning,
what is the feeling,
to be hypnotised,
to the feeling,
criticized,
when you are only just healing,

Only just getting better,
making yourself happy,
but the kids,
helped your arms get wetter,
and maybe,
you weren't meant,
to feel happy,
maybe,
you were meant to be unhappy,
to be alone,
to feel as if,
the trees are your home,

for you are something special,
something to be proud of,
not someone to be,
made fun of,
for you are magical,
just chant these words,
"I feel better and nothing could make me feel worse",
now, how hard was that?
now tell me...
Do you want to breathe?
Or are you trying to receive?..death, danger, or a curse?.. because it all works...

For you are a white witch,
for you to use good intent,
and for you to never,
let the rules be bent...

I listen to our song,
I listen and cry,
read old messages,
you told me you loved me,
but you lied.

I am all yours.
It *****.
Because I never asked.
To be in love.

There was silence...
You could hear an ambulance...
It was dark,
it looked about 6 o'clock,
there was mist everywhere...
you could hear screams...
guns shots...
and a voice...
it was a loud sly sounding voice...
it was deep...
it was telling you to go behind the big tree...
upon the hill...

You go to get up...
You can barely balance, and everything is dizzy,
you stumble,
you hear footsteps of people running to you... from the concrete street...
"Sir! Are you okay?!"
you turn to them,
they start to drift off into the sky...
you continue to the tree,

The voice is speaking again...
"Yes... Come here..."
you start making your way up the hill...
You see a spirit...
Just standing there...
She was really pretty,
she pulled you close to her...
then she stabbed through your chest...

You awoke in a hospital bed...
"He's awake!" screams a faint voice
everything was a blur...

A girl that looked like the spirit was in the room with you,
she speaks "Baby, are you okay?"

"All twas a dream."

The fire burns my mouth,
twas a kiss of evil,
stinging, ripping, tearing,
I thought he was faithful...

You are so kind,
and you are hilarious,
I'm so happy I can call you mine,
and I'm so happy when it's the two of us,
you are my world,
my moon and sun,
my whole universe,
and your so much fun,
I really enjoy spending time with you,
you make so nervous,
I really hope we last,
you're so precious.

The boy awoke,
knowing he messed up,
messaging his girl,
that they're done.

He called up crying,
slowly dying...
For she had died that night.
And he was the reason why.

He ran to her house,
her mother answered the door,
there were cops and ambulance,
covering the floor.

Her mother passed him a note,
what it said wasn't good,
for she had slit her throat,
because of no one in her neighbourhood,
understood...

The words read as,
"I am done with this life,
I am done,
I love you with all my heart,
can't you see?
I will love you for all eternity,
I hope that you will think of me"...
Tears start to tremble down the boy's face,

He runs back home,
tears filling his eyes,
drowning him in his lies,
and for he was alone,

He grabbed a piece of paper,
and wrote
"I love her too much. I cannot see my life without her. I will love her for all of eternity.  She was my everything. And now we're both nothing.". He grabbed a knife and cut vigorously at his neck...

A week later,
his ex-girlfriend,
arrived back home,
from her aunt's house,
to find out that not only her twin had committed suicide,
so did her boyfriend.
And they both were the reason why.

All my bottled up feelings,
all these lost emotions,
falling,
turning to tears,

they say that the eyes are the windows to the soul,
and if that's true...
what does it mean if...
my eyes were blue,
but they are now just white,
and all I wanna do all night...
is just cry.