i am a slave to love
it drags me constantly
never letting me go

it eats my soul
disables me
swallows me whole

calms me.

it is so irresistable
i want to resist
i want to leave
but i want it

i am its freak
lock me in its box
tell me you love me
for i am dreadfully lost
(b.d.s.)

I found clarity but my insecurities still scare me.
You express your passion for me & it's clear to see.
I laid with you and embraced you.
I shared my energy with you and let you into the most vulnerable part of me.
Now when we're apart it feels like I lost a part of me.
I never fell so deep for someone and trust me you're the only one.
You changed me in ways I didn't know a person could.
I do everything I'm supposed to, everything I should.
I see us in the future going forward.
That's the goal I'm working towards.
You make me feel like i actually matter, like I exsist.
In that case I want you to remain in my life and not exit.
I say "want" alot but in actuality I wanna say "need."
How do I say it without being too clingy?
**** boy... you really do mean the world to me.

eating myself to the point of being sick, just to do it again the next day
having the emotions bottle up to the point of explosions all over my body
staying up until 3 am and crying in the shower
looking at other's profile's and comparing myself to those with stuff i will never be able to have
having your "best" be considered another's failure
locking yourself in the washroom stall, because the anxiety and fear of being alone overwhelms you
needing to get high once a week to be able to feel normal again
to have days where getting out of bed isn't even an option
you just don't know what it feels like

You hurt me once
I do nothing
Hurt me twice
I notice you
Hurt me three times
Closer to a war.
Hurt me four times
Ive come insane.
Hurt me five times
You have a war.
Dont you know its not smart to start a war with a phsyco.
You've started a war with the master of blood.
Dont you know how much a fool you are.
I am the master of death.
I know you better than you know yourself.
I can destroy you.
I will ****** you in three seconds.
You come near him.
You say the simple words.
You've come to destroy this once again.
But you dont know he's as ****** up as me.
You are beat finally.
Your times come to die.
Dont start your war with a psychopath my dear.
You'll only die in seconds.
I hate you more than life.
Welcome yourself to death you little freak.

I have always struggled in all grades of school    
Teachers always thought of me as the angry fool    
    
I love to read, I love to draw and I love to write,    
But no one won when they got me to actually fight    
    
So very lonely, I dreaded going to school everyday    
There was no one to stop that in a loving way    
    
No one understood my issues that had yet to be reveled    
I had yet to learn that what was broken could be healed    
    
No one cared to know what was the matter with the freak    
That knowledge was not for the average person so weak    
    
I grew stronger mentally each day, my mentality growing hard    
I didn't know that in the future I would be given a lucky card    
    
A card called Lincoln, the home of the Phoenix    
People don't always go willing there, and few actually picks    
    
Almost in the center of a town I didn't really know    
There is a school like no other school in the USA, you'll wish you could go    
    
Once you hear how the teachers actually help you    
How the food is kinda good most days and people actually care, it's true    
    
I didn't believe it at first, no, not at all    
I didn't talk to anyone; I hid in a dark hall    
    
Then I met a boy in Physical Education, P.E. who called me Gypsy, thanks to my skirts    
He introduced me to the rest of his friends and they eased life's hurts    
    
My school saved my life; they helped me so very much    
My school may be called Lincoln but it has a mothers loving touch    
    
And when I was homeless they helped me find a place to stay,    
They made sure I was safe and secure each and every day    
    
They helped me overcome my issues with math and taught me more    
About poetry and rather than any door I could have opened I opened Lincolns Door    
    
They taught me that I shouldn't be afraid to learn and no one would hurt me    
If I got things wrong, with praise and love I flourished and it is clear to see    
    
I will always be a part of Lincoln and Lincoln a part of me, for only the lucky go to Lincoln, the place only the few picks    
That with college coming up Lincoln the home of the Phoenix  
  
That High School will always have a part of my heart