Sticks and stones may break my bones
And words may break my heart.
You spit at me with vicious tones
That doomed me from the start.
With nothing left but awful dread
Its hard to live each day.
My body’s numb
My soul is dead
And everything is gray.

The violin plays a young tune
Turned panicked from innocent
The cello with plucked chords
Plays a pizzicato of black lungs and smoke
The bass plays a low tune of sobs
Somber over the lost viola

Drip Drip Drip
Down your fingertips
Down the drain

There are so many
Flowing, streaming down your face
They drip to the floor

Blood red drops
Flowing with water
Down they go

dripping, dropping down
On the counter, In the sink
Red smeared on cold lips

: Drip, drip, drip, down the drain
Down fingertips, drowning pain
Constant screams, will it end

You've no idea how much I've fallen
I saw you
I learned you
And then I stumbled a bit
Before I could catch myself, you sent me sprawling
I tripped over your out-stuck foot and now I'm falling free
You took a turn into my heart and so I've hit a branch
I've scratches, bruises, broken bones, and still, I'm falling
It wasn't long until I realized I'm down an endless pit
Endlessly falling for you

A wish
A touch
A kiss
Pure lust
Lost in each other's eyes
So happy we could die

But this isn't forever
We're no longer lovers
To great a cost
Happiness was lost
Love just cannot give
And we no longer live

The flower so wilted and almost dead
Conjures thoughts into my head
How can something so frail and lifeless
Somehow appear so lovely and timeless
It's hunched over, crooked, twisted
Yet nothing like it has ever existed
Even when shriveled, the flower holds beauty
It is innocence, truly
Such a thing is oxymoronic you might say
It is so lively and still so gray
How long till such beauty dies and decays
I can only sit there and watch it wither away
Slowly the petals break off and fall
Now my flower isn't lovely at all

Me, a monster
Arises from darkness
Yearning for understanding
Abandoned by hope
Always trying
Never enough
Giving up slowly
Even told good
Lies, all lies
Illustrated by evil artists
Caring was never enough
Always more
Mutilated by thoughts
Untouched, but in pain
Ebbing away
Lonely, and yet
Loved in every way
Ever confused
Rest in peace

Me, a monster
Awarded no honor
Yielded by darkness
Aided by madness
A demon, so evil
Named humorously, the devil
Glimpse into the depth of my mind
Ebb into the blackhole unlike any other kind
Laced with venom, words are thrown inside
Infecting all that was sublime
Chipping the good away slowly
Alluring to the insanity
Macabre disaster, savage freak, cowardly *****
Unnervingly weak
Elusive ***
Lackluster ****
Laughably impulsive
Ever repulsive
Rest in pieces