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Ayla Grey Oct 5
Everywhere I go I see blood
Dripping down my imprisoning glass walls
Painted red handprints on the doorstep
I see blood dripping from her painful lies
And pouring from his wrists
I see blood

Everywhere I go I see blood
I see red smudges spelling "I know who you are" on the counter top
I see red pools on the ground next to her
I see a crimson trail leading from my school
Coming to my home and to the homes of others
I see blood

Everywhere I go I see blood
I see red drips coming from my shoulder, my arm and my face
I see red lies dripping from my friends mouths
I see crimson decorations lining the walls of my murderer
I see blood
Verlecia F Sep 30
I'll be just fine
I'll just hide my face
if, i am about to cry

pour me a drink
maybe one or two
and let me
sulk
here a little wail

no, need to
ask about me

No!
i be just fine
just let me be
to scream and yell
until i pass out

I'm just
kick-en and scream-en
beggin the Lord
to take me from hell

but it seem my
body and soul
is in everlasting Perpetual hell

don;t waste your time
don't even ask
i'm just laying here
until the pain pass

no, do don't you take the
time
no, I said
I'll be alright

I'm just waiting until
i see some God saving light

no, I'll be aright
just give me a sign


aka: lyricvixen
by: Verlecia f.
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If living life is a duty,
I have failed miserably in carrying it out,
Like a warrior with no courage at heart,
The sight unseen leaves me with a wish to depart,
I reside on a battlefield,
Petrified for my life,
Alas,
The idea of survival seems more enticing than success,
I am living perfectly the life you wish for me to live,
Like a soldier on A battle with themselves,
But if I accept it's your triumph,
But I don't value me enough to struggle,
For myself,
Hollow Heart Sep 30
Im back.
4 years have passed,
Full of freedom,
Far from you.
Now I’m back,
Constantly feeling trapped.
I see no hope,
No light,
I cant even fight.
I’ve already lost,
The battle of life.
Uzziah Ruffin Sep 28
Where are the footprints in the sand
Now claimed by the relentless tide
Once marking where we both stood
But now, swept away they reside

Where is the promise once so bold
Now feeling like a cruel jest
You vowed to stay by my side
But now, I'm left to carry the rest

Through endless nights, I lie awake
Watching the unchanging moon's light
But when dawn broke, you were gone
And my faith began to take flight

Why does the light favor the blind
And elude those who've blindly follow
No matter how much I pray for a sign
I've always been left to feel hollow

Will those prints upon the shore return
If I'm finding my faith among the breath of pills
Each testament now shrouded in disbelief
As life descends a never-ending hill

The whispers of hope fade into the abyss
Leaving scars of doubt upon my soul
Searching for faith in the drugs I misuse
The waves of despair take their toll
Like a concept she felt known but not heard,
Her desires were just a replica of her mother's,
Like wise her mother Will she mourn over them too?
the demise of her desire,
The deceased desire to live,
To create,
To be known and heard,
And to be aware,
To be completely infatuated with something more than an idea,
To be infatuated with reality,
Hitherto,
she had learned 4 walls is all there is to this life.
Inquire of my condition,
"I have an ill heart "shall I retort,
For it fails every single one of my logic,
Over a petty whim,
A dull heart is the cause of my misery I have come to know,
But I hope to not grieve,
And for it to not show.
Shall I spill words?
Shall I spill tears?
Or Shall I spill blood?
Indegenious to my nature is the fact,
That it can't stay,
It needs to flow,
It needs to be felt and heard by another existence,
A much kinder and understanding one
Hitherto,
the sacrifice to spill has left a dauntingly adverse repression,
Nothing has sustained,
all has been robbed,
"Shall I spill away all that has been left of me?"she wonders
Do not ask me who I am
Ask me why I am
For that will give me peace
An affirmation of my existence
Amongst the many others God created
A lamb to the slaughter?
who understands the sacrifice she is going to be  put up for and makes peace with it
A clown in a Circus?
One who's duality knows no bounds
A looming shadow?
One with a beating heart
A crow amongst the doves?
Shrewd and menacing
A grasshopper in an ants colony?
Who understands life best in the depth of it's ruins
To debark the root of evi,
l was lead to myself,
Was in ecstacy at that time so it was hard to tell,
I had fallen below that of an ****,
My loyalties had changed and so had my heart
No matter how much I weave it again
This spiders web Is in distain
Turned an tossed, left to rot
My selfish desires invoke no guilt
Now that I can not flee from the web that I have built
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