As I gaze upon her,
Seeing her soon to be limp body awestruck in horror,
With the sharp blade clutched within my own hand,
Wondering if she knew this has always been planned.

Only if she knew how easy it would be for me to break her,
Only if she knew how easy it would be for me to torture her.

Fear is what I love,
For fear is what wasn't sent from the so-called "up above".

Oh how I love seeing her trembling body shake,
Seeing the tears flow, for this is no mistake.
I shall soon be the last thing she sees,
All I can hear her say is please,
Please don't do this,
Please we can get through this.
Please please please.

ENOUGH, is all I have to say to make her want to run away.
Enough of the lies you threw at me,
Enough of this fake reality,
For now there will be nothing but brutality.
Soon you will be finished and no one can hear your last cry.
So all you have to do now is say goodbye,
Goodbye to the life you once had,
Goodbye to your mom and dad,
Goodbye to everything you loved,
For we both know there is no "up above"

Nothing but total darkness swarming and eating you alive.
Darling, this is a battle you will not survive.
Shhh, there's no need to fret,
For we haven't even started yet.

Drama queens at work? Hollering? Worst sound

Life is a paradox, you can not live till after death.
Only after the fall, shall you will rise up here.
Just as the King was born in a Manger here.
Living as a homeless man, healing everyone.
While knowing his outcome here on the cross.
Dying a death of sinners, this here sinless man.
To the cross he went, beaten and abuse he was.
Freely he went knowing that he was the open door.
For you and me, for he rose up again saving us.
From the death that we deserve by his sacrifice.
Now he sits at the right hand of the Father above.
Giving true life to all that believes in his gift to us.

There was once.
Once a time.
I was broken.
I may say I am broken.
But no, Never broken as then.
I woke up with agony of life every day.
I woke up with pain every single day.
I could feel this heart broken.
I was lost of whom I had been.
A shadow of darkness filled my skies.
All i saw were dark deep clouds of sorrow.
Despair and sorrow took over me.
The light inside my heart I once had, Began to fade.
I was a strong queen of a kingdom.
I was a well grounded strong warrior of an entire life or.
I walked a sacred ground.
I held a title of a queen.
I held the title as the warrior whom never broke.
I was known for no fear of sadness.
Apparently I had never been sad.
Til tragedy struck in the halls of love.
Each day, more and more of the forest, the kingdom i held up high.
Started to burn.
A war struck.
A war that would **** many.
I struck through long whiles of time.
The forest I had turned into a mere kingdom had simply began to fall.
The trees began to burn to the ground.
The living of those began to fade.
People died.
They simply couldn't fight on.
Many restless days were spent of nightmares.
One day.
The kingdom I built solid handedly.
Was gone.
It was dust.
Merely blew away.
I became trapped inside a slowly dark place.
I was still in light.
Finding my way through.
It was bearable.
I was alive.
But.
I ventured on.
I left the dusty palace of broken halls.
I walked across the barer of sorrow and sadness.
I ran through it.
My curiosity made me venture to far.
Into a land I began to fade into..
I became weak as I walked through.
My lit up heart.
My wonderful bliss of peace.
This forest.
This forest I thought was just mere show not over taking.
I was walking along side the one person whom survived through the war.
The war or sorrow.
It had began to win.
The person whom I walked with told me "the war did not win if your light is still in your heart."
My simple heart.
Guarded by the nature of the sticks that mended to keep it locked and safe.
Began to become dim.
It began to become to dim and dark inside of me.
One day.
I stopped to wonder.
If the forest shall consume me.
The blood of my skin dripped onto white snow.
I watched it fall.
Each drop.
Turned the snow red.
My lit up heart had been blown out.
The sticks began to break inside of me.
They became dust just as my kingdom.
I started to become to weak to keep moving forward.
Each day.
There would be hope we would find a way together out of the forest.
But each day it was crushed.
Each day, Was a back and forth game.
Of hope and tears.
Each day more blood fell on the snow paved grounds.
I became to think of death.
It became consuming of my thoughts.
The person whom I was walking by.
Was correct.
The war ended as my heart and my light broke.
As passing days went on.
Sorrow grew over me.
Pain became to consume me.
I was still strong.
I put a fight up strong.
I went through and through and kept my ground.
As much as I could.
I broke.
I mean truthfully broke.
My broken stick heart, turned to dust and blew away..
I had no heart.
It was gone.
I had a soul but a very slim soul.
The person. Whom walked aside me.
Was being trapped into the forest of dark sorrow.
I was fragile.
As night came on a weak cold day.
We began to become trapped.
Them more than me.
As i woke in the morning rise.
He simply vanished and left a note.
Telling me "I'm sorry, and goodbye at once"
I was wondered and distraught.
The person whom i became so dearly close.
Vanished.
As i went on.
On my own.
I became dearly lonely.
Day skies became more darker each and every day.
I came to my knee's.
I first cried for the first time.
I sat there on solid ice.
I was frozen.
Scars and scars began to add up on my little wrist.
The colder i got the more it felt like ice was being broke on my little wrist.
Ice became to what i was.
I walked no further.
I became a prisoner of eternal sorrow and agony.
I let my kingdom fall.
I fell to my knee's.
Darkness pushed me to the poisoning walls.
And destroyed all hope.
I became locked in chains.
Chains of eternal sorrow..
-Lovey-