we fight over the smallest thing;
like how I love Ovomaltine
and he thinks Nutella is better
I treat him like a disappointment
while he acts like I don't matter
I am always so close to tears
and he's so close to the edge
what's odd is this;
every morning, I still wake up
with his arms wrapping me
and whenever he knows I move,
he tightening up his hug
as if he won't let me walk away
so I stay

Today I will type my love for you,
Sharing my feelings about the things
you have put me through.

My sunny days you filled
with rainy clouds,
My peace and quiet
with horrific shouts.

A thin line between
love and hate,
I guess my love for you
is not that great.

-ZvZ-

Remind me of the beauty you had
You're not the girl I tried to convince myself to love
Yeah, *****, you getting terrible
I like it, and I love it
But I hate it and dislike it
I expected you to be a better person

But, you know
You said your purpose was to disappoint

miles away.

well I was plagued
and pale and panicky,
ripped up torn pages of a
glamor **** magazine,
coco lips pressed to
the cool floor
beneath the hoard

- lovely.

lowly lows loathing
show boats & warships.
flicked a spittle
writer ribbon atop
white middle fingertips
& said,

'praise the passive lord, pretty.'
'yes of course, of course.'                                  
'you are forever, ever golden.'

(oh & then some.)

such a fearless feeling
breathing like new
free fare blaring lights thru
iron clad glass and
such as life, the knifey night
comes to pass, short & sweet;
shock treatment, therapy.

shot right thru me.

weak need.
stripped bare and bored
I stare and mourn
& I laugh.

bliss
wrapped in magic,
you poor perfect *******.


I would just
hate
to be you right now.

Now let us pray.
May hellfire rain down
on us today, on all those who
offered pay in
full metal change to watch
the life sized lights explode
& wicked witches
hanging by the throat
from a tenth floor window
it was all so cool.

so cool.

demon induced
dementia cemented in
an underground parking garage

sleepover
sleepless

starry eyed orphan
**** princess-
apparel section
regressing to an
oral fixation & a
need to keep the
fingers busy.

pink **** carpet
heart shaped atrocity

rotten thing.

you ain't the boss of me

paleface
scarab angel
seraph snake
made up cheap

heart tarnished
purely
black comedy
legs like a limousine
keeping company with
the holy cross
dressers on the
local drug scene.

oh how special.

yesterday
I fed my
edificial fetish
& I could not
stop thinking.

these high
arched ceilings.
could not contain
my feelings,
if they tried.


drive by advertisements
remind me there's
not much
to be excited about.

Hello little baby girl
I see you have face this cruel harsh world and theirs nothing left to give
but I will hold on forever never letting you go
because the world burns in snow
Hello little baby girl ill hold you till the end of the world but you say that your fine that your now all rite because of the things that I said im glad you can lay down your head because the world wont pass by your sleeping head
Hello little baby girl you have left me alone in this cruel harsh world because the people around you have held on to you and you have left me.....
Hello Little baby girl im calling to say goodbye to the world because the only thing that I needed was a little bit of love
it seems like hope was not enough and you broke down to like the world in a tuff so say goodbye because this night I have lost my fight....

She was light and thunder
And he, … a fresh breeze on a Sunday morning

She was caught up in her own mind
Living a dream with made up people in a ghost city

Reckless dreams and undefeated attitude..  
lonely roads sentencing her future
never letting anyone in, but the monsters in her head
Love was an old memory of a distant friend...  
but what's love without pain, and pain without living?

He... He took her breath away
So cold and distant,  
but there was something In his eyes,  
something in the way he talked,  
Like a forbidden fruit
and there's always something sensual about danger

He thought she was magic,
She was eager for love, he, …  ready to ****

Her breath, his touch, her hands, his clothes …
She confused passion for love
Game over, He's gone

I dream about Miss. Green eyes hour after hour
Them dream gone sour
Miss. Green eyes what is it like getting inside someone's brain,
Is it just a mind game?
Well I'm the only one I can really blame,
For I shake my head down in shame.

I once loved one,
but them dreams turned in to nightmares
When I see you in my dreams all I can do is stare
Can't find any words
For it is hard to bare
Looking at you Miss. Green eyes
Are you still there?
I can say your love for me is now hate
My life was at stake
But you didn't care,
You were just there

Looking in to those beautiful eyes
It was a surprise to me,
that one day you would get up and leave
For your no longer Miss. Green eyes to me
One day I would hope for your return
But you see,
When you were gone I was let free
No longer Miss. Green eyes to me

She stands on the edge of her window sill
Two story's high,
She wonders if she will die
For all she wants is to fly
Fly high and away,
She wishes not to stay but go away

If there was away,
Or a push of a bottom,
She would have to nerves to do,
What she has never done
As her feet are on the edge;
she looks up to the sky
And asks why

Why can't I fly?
I have dreams
I wish to achieve
But to afraid to find my way
To afraid to pave my way
So I stay...