I want to please you
In every way I can,
I don't think you know me,
But I think I know you,
And that's okay my dear,
I am always watching,
So I strut,
I cuss,
I swear,
That I can't ever leave you!

Look right into my eyes,
They gaze with torture,
Please don't forget the ****
That makes your heart twitch,
I just can't walk away,
With all of this gay,
So I must,
I dust,
I know,
That I will always be here for you!

Look into the mailbox
Of broken dreams you had,
They seem so chill now,
Don't you wish you conquered them,
Please examine all the letters
Which happen to bear no date,
So I fuss,
I cross,
I die,
In the waking moment, oh,  for you!

For centuries to pass
I deliver your weakness now
Burn in this festered hall
Of endless aspirations,
Grab your chest tightly,
Prepare for your death,
So I cut,
I stab,
I pull,
All of the love I have for you!

That is my death now,
Ethereal beauty,
You don't have to apologize,
You've already burnt him,
You can't release me,
I am more than weak, Beth
So I flaunt,
I touch,
I take,
All that I can from you!

I want to leave you
In every way I can,
Oh now you know me,
Oh how I know you,
And that's okay my dear,
I never watch now,
So I ****,
The trigger,
I end,
the bullet pierces my brain for you!

roses are red but
romance is dead, so what use
is counting petals?

I'm just one twisted Cinderella.

The Footman my devoted sub
And every night my feet would get rubbed.

I'm so worn out
So ******* torn
I can't comprehend
What it is that needs to be done
I become irrational
So carelessly unpredictable
I just want it to end
Though I know I ain't alone
People struggle and keep
Living with their own daily dose of ******* pains
But this is mine
This is my pain
And I just can't
No I can't
My head feels inflated
Like it's about to explode
I've forgotten how to breath
So why am I still alive
For ****'s sake is anyone out there
Sleeping on the same bed as I
A thousand knives underneath the bedsheets
Hey please do me a favor
Touch my shoulders
I don't feel them anymore
Close my eyes
Before I do something stupid
Something I'd never be able to take back
I'm not afraid of death
I just don't want to face tomorrow
It kills me to stay alive
Hush these words
My own double edged sword

perhaps i should have been gentler, they said
but you don't tell a forest fire how to scorch
what to burn

i was given one clear motive
and you would be given no warning

we are not entitled to what we did not give others
you steal innocence, and i can't buy back time

like a phoenix,
she rises from the ashes of her dollhouse
invaded and destroyed
but painted on the outside
like a perfect little home

we were anything but
and when i was handed a torch of my own,
how dare you meet my eyes with anger
at what you created

you say i'm not what you expected
and certainly not what you wanted

and to you i say,
good.

My head is like a big prison,the two people that occupy the most is anxiety and depression, they never want to leave ,they give me the upmost impression, but they choose not to.

There are two sorts of shadows in this world.
The shadows at night that are the mere inky blackness of objects
and the spaces between them,
and these are not shadows to be feared.
These are the shadows you know and feel comfortable with
and which do not prickle your skin or hitch your breath.
The other shadows however, the ones which elicit such a reaction, these are the shadows you should fear.
They have a presence, an omniscience and they watch you.
If you walk into your room tonight and feel your stomach tighten, and now the prickle along your skin, is not from the cold,
or should you feel that the quiet of your house is not an empty one
but one which is waiting, leaden and strange,
I suggest, dear reader, that you leave.
Do not peer into the corner.
Do not shake your head and convince yourself
that all is as it should be.
For the shadows which watch are the shadows which ****.
And tonight, you have every chance of finding one.