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Sydney Rain Aug 2013
I see your face
And I still see the eyes of a friend
But I remember what you said to me
No...
What you did to me
How you stabbed me in the back
And twisted the knife
I can't forgive you for what you've done
You took it too ******* far this time
Sorry
Sydney Rain Aug 2013
All my friends begin to abandon me
I know I'm changing
It's not my fault
If I could stop this I would
Everything I once knew is gone
Whatever...
Sydney Rain Aug 2013
I feel the paranoia growing.
Chewing and clawing at my sanity.
I feel your eyes burning into my back.
And I know you're reading this right now,
hiding in the shadows.
I fear things I can't see.
Maybe it's all in my head,
my irrational fear.
I have my back against a wall,
so I can see all corners of this hell.
I hug my knees.
For I am small and weak compared to my fears.
The shadows breath...
whisper...
swallows me in its unholy fullness.
Tell me...
Why?
Why must it be me you haunt?
Sydney Rain Aug 2013
These words linger inside me
The memory of you will never leave
Your last words ring in my ears
"Goodbye my daughter," he said
Then he left...
...forever...
Sydney Rain Aug 2013
Let it bleed through your veins,
slowly driving you insane.
I think were ******,
but it tastes so sweet.
This intoxication,
this fixation,
I feel the music consume my soul.
The beat matching the one within my chest.
My body slowly contorts into something inhuman,
my true form begins to show.
The animal inside me breaking free.
I need more, more.
The beat like a drug,
I need the lyrics to appease my addiction.
The animal looking for its' ****.
Sydney Rain Jul 2013
"I'm just a little girl!"
I scream over and over
But when the day is done,
and the screaming becomes silence,
I realize I have grown older.
What choice did I have?
Even in childhood,
I have no time to be a kid.
I had to grow up,
against my will.
Sydney Rain Jul 2013
I cut out my life and watch it drain away. Feeling peace and solitude dosent come without a price. The scars tell my story, they know what I've been through. Its been a lot of ****, so I wont let it happen to you. So hear my voice yelling over your screams. This is my lullaby to those who bleed. When you feel so alone, I am your angel to carry you home.
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