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 Aug 2013
Kimberly
Get in touch,
With your inner dark fantasies.
Embrace the wild,
Embrace the crazy,
The insanity that is offered,
As an opportunity,
Whilst living a life,
As free and wondrous as this.
Make sparks fly,
And fires ignite.
Dance all night long,
And sing at the top of your lungs,
As soon as you wake up.
Run in the woods,
And let your sick laughter,
Be carried throughout,
The darkness engulfing the trees.
Open your heart,
As much as possible,
And get high off of love.
******* high driving you mad,
But somewhat brightening your eyes,
And making your dark fantasies,
As innocent as possible.
 Aug 2013
anonymous999
At any moment I can pretend it’s all okay,
And that’s just what I’ll do to get through my day

I’ll sit and I’ll smile, I’ll chat and I’ll wave.
No one sees through the way I behave.

When my feelings creep up on me once again,
I’ll push them away till they creep back in,
And I’ll cry, way past ten

When it comes time again to go through my day
I numb myself, and the pain goes away

The best part is, you don’t even see
you would never imagine all that’s happening to me
I hide behind my own brick wall,
Build to hide from myself, the thoughts, the words, and everything else
Sadness captures every thought,
My capacity to love is becoming wrought
I can’t tell you what’s happening, deep inside, but I can tell you to please, be very kind
Because you’ll never know when there’s a kid just like me
Crying themselves to sleep without a reason to be seen
They can’t ask for help because nobody believes
Just exactly what is happening to me

And nobody, ever sees
It’s part of the trick, the curse, the scene
Tragic as it may be, it’s happening, everywhere you look
Everywhere you can’t see

Blinded by the simple thought that a smile means you’re happy,
And a frown that you’re not
I can’t believe how little you see,
Shocking, slightly, it kind of is
But then I’ll think I don’t want you to know,
And as another tear drops I’ll curl into a ball
No, no, this isn’t happening
But oh it is, darling sweetie
Voices, inside your head, fight with one another, oh, who will win?
Twisted, insane and sick thoughts
Creep through your head
And you can’t tell a single soul,
Oh, you hide it so well

No one will ever know

— The End —