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 Jan 2014 drunkonthoughts
Natasha
Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence
And leave me with my sins
The air around me still feels like a cage
And love is just a camouflage
For what resembles rage again


So if you love me let me go
And run away before I know
My heart is just too dark to care
I can't destroy what isn't there
Deliver me unto my fate
If I'm alone I cannot hate
I don't deserve to have you


Oh,
My smile was taken long ago
If I can change I hope I never know.


I still press your letters to my lips
And cherish them in parts of me
That savour every kiss
I couldn't face a life without your lights
But all of that was ripped apart
When you refused to fight


So save your breath I will not care
I think I've made it pretty clear
You couldn't hate enough to love
Is that suppose to be enough?
I only wish you weren't my friend
So I could hurt you in the end
I never claimed to be a saint


Oh,
My home was banished long ago
It took the death of hope to let you go.


So break yourself against my stones!
And spit your pity in my soul!
You never needed any help

You sold me out to save yourself!


And I won't listen to your shame

You ran away
you're all the same


Angels lie
to keep control


My love was punished long ago
If you still care
Don't ever let me know.

If you still care
**Don't
Ever
Let
Me
Know
One of my favourite songs.
Slipknot- off of their album All Hope Is Gone
(thanks james!!)
 Jan 2014 drunkonthoughts
M
I haven't been the man you've fell for over and over again. The truth is, I just want you to be proud of me again. I'm not sure what to fix or where to go. I don't like my face anymore. I hate the way my body looks and I can tell you do too. I used to feel your eyes on me at all times and now I can feel how hard it is for you to look at me and pretend that I'm something. A simple two days ago I was afraid to die. I threw away my nicotine because I was scared that it would take me from you sooner. I didn't realize at that time you were already gone. So I bought myself a new pack today because I want to be taken sooner. I can't really leave this basement right now. The ironic thing is I hate being alone, and I really hate basements, but I feel if I surround myself with the things that hurt me then maybe my heart will change the subject for a while. I remember at these times more than any, the people that have told me they've lost everything and I remember the sympathy I had for them. Never did I imagine what it really felt like to lose everything. To not have a single person believe in you anymore. Never could they imagine what this feels like. I can't stop crying, but this is different. I've been staring at a white wall with a blank expression, because it seems fitting. And the tears just invite themselves. There's no longer that curve on my face. You know, the one that only you can see.  I don't believe in me, because I'm a follower. I don't want to be the outcast. I want to blend in so badly, so that when I'm no longer here it won't make a difference. Regardless, it won't make a difference. But it can't hurt to pretend.
 Jan 2014 drunkonthoughts
Love
You're so beautiful,
At everything you do,
Even the dark lies you tell,
They're pretty shades of blue.

The lies you tell are as dark as any,
But you make them so charming,
You make them sound okay,
No matter how truly alarming.

You are beautiful,
A beautiful liar, that is,
But I don't trust you anymore,
Not the words you say, nor his.

He is a liar too,
His lies are the darkest of them all,
Be careful not to trust him, darling,
He won't catch you when you fall.
I wrote this about the girl I like and her boyfriend.
I perceive no beauty
In the rising of the sun
No peace in caressing sweet breezes
Being only one

The colors of my world
Simply described
Are muted black and gray
Upon my weak frail shoulders
The mantle of loneliness lay

My ears no longer recognize
Lovely odd melodies
Of singing evening birds
Silent
Motionless
I utter not a word

The  twisting worn paths I travel
All eventually seem to be the same
There are no longer any blue skies
Only cold dark daggers of rain

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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Tammy M. Darby  Dec. 26, 2013
 Dec 2013 drunkonthoughts
krs
She walks through a dimly lit hallway
Uncertainty, Confusion, Fear
Doors are lined down each side
All are closed, but none of them locked

She stretches a trembling hand out
reaching for the polished golden ****
anxiety overwhelms her and she recoils
as if burned.

She wanders the hallway like a lost soul,
like a long-deceased spirit
She must go now, it is time
But she'll stay here for a long while

She will despair but she won't weep
because she has no right
She brings this upon herself
and knows, all too well, the consequences

Doors are lines down the hallway
all are closed, but none of them locked
She'll never open a single one
She'll never discover what's behind them.
 Dec 2013 drunkonthoughts
Elena
There is something in a moment,
That just takes your breath away.

It makes you feel excited and scarred
At the same time.
It makes you want to scream at the top
Of your lungs how happy you are.
It gives you those good and bad chills
You know,
The good when you get your first kiss
And the bad when you lose a dear friend.
Positively, both are a blessing in disguise.

It makes you look up at the sky,
And wonder how amazing everything is.

It gives you the feeling of being loved.

It makes you think.
It gives you courage.
It gives you the strength to do things,
Things you didn't think you could do.

It shows you how to believe in yourself.
It helps you,
Teaches you,
Guides you
Gives you hope,
Gives your life meaning.

All these things are great.
But it’s not about all that.

When you are in one of those moments,
Just take another moment,
You have plenty to go around
And realize, this moment,
These amazing moments are happening because,
someone is giving it to me.

Someone is giving me all these amazing moments,
Because that someone loves me enough
To want to see me happy.

There are bad moments though,
Where you just want to escape

When you do find yourself in one of these,
Do the same thing,
Take a moment,
Think,
Cry out,
And that someone will give you a beautiful moment.

He is the only thing that makes the moment,
Worth living.
Wasted your life with no satisfaction
Becoming yourself regret but no action
Finding love is easy but no caution
Sit and pray and hope for protection
Heart may broke thats an indication
Be sure to know the correct information                                    
Think about the sky and the power of the creation                          
Feel the horizon as it has no limitation
 Dec 2013 drunkonthoughts
John
it's hard to explaint the way it feels
it's like that feeling she just loves to steal
nothing's wrong on the highway, behind the wheel
our shadows grow taller and eventually disappear
so hold my hand and don't let your heart succumb to fear
just take off your shoes and jump in the water so clear

drops coming from the sky split and splash
everything going fast is bound to crash
lightning and thunder at night while i'm in my bed
like that time you got dressed and crashed through my head
I am trying so hard to be happy,
At times, I almost succeed.
I have a beautiful life
Filled with wonderful people,
Yet, my soul leans towards melancholy
Like a flower following the sun,
And will not be diverted.
I am opening up now,
Like the petals of that flower,
Hoping you will hear me.
I am tired of trying.
I need my kindred spirits
To lift me from despondency
And turn me to the light.
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