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My ankle is chained. I gripped on the railing of my sinking ship, hoping i could pull myself out of the water. As i waited for rescue, rain poured down and waves grew bigger. The chain attached to my ankle was too heavy that my hand was already slipping. I had to let go since it felt like i was being torn in two as i was being anchored down the depths of the ocean. I was sure my ankle bled from the chain's tightness and the weight that was pulling me down but i couldn't feel the pain. All i felt was the freezing cold water and my heavy chest. It was as if my heart carried my whole weight. I never wanted to drown but i felt like i no longer had enough strength to resist. I gasped for air one last time and yet even the air felt like poision. Now i felt the physical pain. It stung. My throat was on fire as i allowed myself to be dragged further down. I closed my eyes as tight as i could and clenched my teeth while my body trembled in pain and my chest felt tighter.   This. This was the only time i hoped my heart would stop beating. but no matter how i hard i wished or prayed, it wouldn't stop. It felt like an hour of drowning and yet i was still conscious. It's my fault. I built it like this. I built it with hope and faith for years. Now i couldn't understand whether it was for good or bad. To hold on to life or hold on to the pain? Slowly, i was being pulled deeper down the ocean. I tried to open my eyes but i couldn't see anything anymore. There was nothing but the color red. I never knew i had this amount of blood. Enough to build an ocean which only God can make. I'm still alive. I can move. But i am stuck underneath this ocean of blood with my chest still tightening, unsure of when the pain would stop or if anyone could find me at this depth. You said you'd come visit. So I left a note on my desk hoping you'd find it. I went cruising even if i hated the waters. I brought an anchor and a chain with me but i left its key on the desk too. I had no idea what it was for or why i brought it. All i knew was i was watching the sunset and it was suddenly chained to me when darkness came. I didn't know how my ship sank or how i got in the water. Maybe it was not in good condition. But then again, i knew you would check it everyday because you told me so. Where are you? Have't you read my note yet? Did you come visit? Are you on your way? I'll be here waiting, holding on, and hoping that your hand would be the first one to pull me out of my misery. Even if i know you'd never read the note in the first place.
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Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 7:08 AM UTC
A Story Of Drowning
My ankle is chained. I gripped on the railing of my sinking ship, hoping i could pull myself out of the water. As i waited for rescue, rain poured down and waves grew bigger. The chain attached to my ankle was too heavy that my hand was already slipping. I had to let go since it felt like i was being torn in two as i was being anchored down the depths of the ocean. I was sure my ankle bled from the chain's tightness and the weight that was pulling me down but i couldn't feel the pain. All i felt was the freezing cold water and my heavy chest. It was as if my heart carried my whole weight. I never wanted to drown but i felt like i no longer had enough strength to resist. I gasped for air one last time and yet even the air felt like poision. Now i felt the physical pain. It stung. My throat was on fire as i allowed myself to be dragged further down. I closed my eyes as tight as i could and clenched my teeth while my body trembled in pain and my chest felt tighter.   This. This was the only time i hoped my heart would stop beating. but no matter how i hard i wished or prayed, it wouldn't stop. It felt like an hour of drowning and yet i was still conscious. It's my fault. I built it like this. I built it with hope and faith for years. Now i couldn't understand whether it was for good or bad. To hold on to life or hold on to the pain? Slowly, i was being pulled deeper down the ocean. I tried to open my eyes but i couldn't see anything anymore. There was nothing but the color red. I never knew i had this amount of blood. Enough to build an ocean which only God can make. I'm still alive. I can move. But i am stuck underneath this ocean of blood with my chest still tightening, unsure of when the pain would stop or if anyone could find me at this depth. You said you'd come visit. So I left a note on my desk hoping you'd find it. I went cruising even if i hated the waters. I brought an anchor and a chain with me but i left its key on the desk too. I had no idea what it was for or why i brought it. All i knew was i was watching the sunset and it was suddenly chained to me when darkness came. I didn't know how my ship sank or how i got in the water. Maybe it was not in good condition. But then again, i knew you would check it everyday because you told me so. Where are you? Have't you read my note yet? Did you come visit? Are you on your way? I'll be here waiting, holding on, and hoping that your hand would be the first one to pull me out of my misery. Even if i know you'd never read the note in the first place.
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This scent of you, it clings to my skin, it clings like a rash that's boiled over from within. I scratch at this poison that has marked my flesh, the scent of you, at your very ****** best. I throw off the covers and hit the wall with my fist; should lust be a sin, if lust is like this? And no matter what with who, how, what or where, everytime i sleep i can feel your ****** stare. And the weight of your fingers on the back of my neck drives me to nightmares, and meaningless *** Tinged by the moment and forgotten by the hue, my arms are brusied easily by the scent of you. I'm running wildly through bracken and fire, i'm running as a beast would run from apathy and desire. I, the lone wolf, i'm moonlit, i scratch and i howl, at the memory of your face, and your sneering sharp scowl. I, the lone rider, in flight fearless, reckless and abused, I jump fields, catch branches, torn, bleeding and bruised. I hide in the woods, and float in the sea I'm hiding myself from the deepest memory of me. You're the poision ivy to my deepest forest of bark, You're the drifting snow to my deepest vision of dark. This scent of you, it clings to my lips and i bite my tongue as i stretch my fingertips. There is no sense in this dirt that flies through my hands my thoughts are lost as stone is lost in beached sands. I rip at my skin and i tear at my voice I made this my dealing, at my beck, at my choice. I draw upon my body like a breeze skims the ground, there is no more wanton whimper, than there is my sound. And at night when the nightmares come and i scream in my sleep, the scent of you overwhelms my body, and i sow what i reap. I lightly collect my feelings and throw them in a box, I wrap in chains and cover it in locks. I have been fooled, i have been fooled and blinded by you and this scent lingers, in a memory of a distant bluish hue. I watch as you walk away, your hips sway, tail high And i howl and i scream and i sit and i cry. And whilst i linger alongside this sharp vivid movie scene, i count my bruises and feel quietly serene.
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Jan 27, 2013
Jan 27, 2013 at 5:59 PM UTC
Perfume
This scent of you, it clings to my skin, it clings like a rash that's boiled over from within. I scratch at this poison that has marked my flesh, the scent of you, at your very ****** best. I throw off the covers and hit the wall with my fist; should lust be a sin, if lust is like this? And no matter what with who, how, what or where, everytime i sleep i can feel your ****** stare. And the weight of your fingers on the back of my neck drives me to nightmares, and meaningless *** Tinged by the moment and forgotten by the hue, my arms are brusied easily by the scent of you. I'm running wildly through bracken and fire, i'm running as a beast would run from apathy and desire. I, the lone wolf, i'm moonlit, i scratch and i howl, at the memory of your face, and your sneering sharp scowl. I, the lone rider, in flight fearless, reckless and abused, I jump fields, catch branches, torn, bleeding and bruised. I hide in the woods, and float in the sea I'm hiding myself from the deepest memory of me. You're the poision ivy to my deepest forest of bark, You're the drifting snow to my deepest vision of dark. This scent of you, it clings to my lips and i bite my tongue as i stretch my fingertips. There is no sense in this dirt that flies through my hands my thoughts are lost as stone is lost in beached sands. I rip at my skin and i tear at my voice I made this my dealing, at my beck, at my choice. I draw upon my body like a breeze skims the ground, there is no more wanton whimper, than there is my sound. And at night when the nightmares come and i scream in my sleep, the scent of you overwhelms my body, and i sow what i reap. I lightly collect my feelings and throw them in a box, I wrap in chains and cover it in locks. I have been fooled, i have been fooled and blinded by you and this scent lingers, in a memory of a distant bluish hue. I watch as you walk away, your hips sway, tail high And i howl and i scream and i sit and i cry. And whilst i linger alongside this sharp vivid movie scene, i count my bruises and feel quietly serene.
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Normalicy is living up to a bigger name Unattainable in all the right ways A bitter sweet dream that you can't help but Reach for. It is a false sense of security on a "normal" day And the crushing weight when something goes wrong Knowing you'll never be normal As long as you worry Anxiety is your least favorite friend But somehow your closest It’s a title you try to wear proudly Claiming “titles don’t define me” But somehow the symptom list consumes you With every “please don’t do that” And you’re sinking deeper with “it’s not that big of a deal” You’re drowning when they do it anyway Anxiety is a trigger list longer than a prescription name And missed phone calls everyone’s used to Knowing you’re the disappointment as plans fall apart A broken heart when they just quit calling It’s your ticking time bomb on when you’ll be fired When people will leave and you don’t try to convince yourself that they wont anymore Because everyone does It’s easier to leave than to help and to understand It’s the toxic part of you that you try to hide Cover it with bandaids And hope they ignore the radioactive poison through your veins And you’re just trying to feel like you’re not poision It’s an IM box that understands and a parent that doesn’t Knowing you’re not alone but feeling it anyway Because when you’re choking for air and getting weird stares You’re alone
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Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 4:40 AM UTC
Anxiety Is
Slumped in the backseat Feel the light shine and pass across closed eyelids Electricity sizzlez and pops against brain tissue I want to end so I can be everything Help reaches out in the form of tiny eyes and a few off-handed comments Lets go play outside with masks on Be careful, after years of work these walls are still fragile Poision seeps, I left a stain on your bed We brought reminders of home Coffee smudged against the tile floor Renovations needed made Asleep against the wheel going seventy
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Aug 28, 2012
Aug 28, 2012 at 7:16 PM UTC
Hit
there, in those strawberry fields of dreaming- those blooms of a season long since dead and torched-      i swore i found you and you were speaking sweetly in a smokey room with a crescent smile and a cheap long-neck bottle and a blue ball-point pen that you'd only pry from it's waltzing      to chuckle with (and charm) the bartender an older lady with muddy-water curls and poision ivy eyes      and...there's something about her that reminds me of my mom... then the moment's gone and now, all i can wonder is how it is that she's counting change when she hasn't got any fingers the captain must be on the mic again with ******** banter about the weather      or our eventual destination      or something about the turbulence to calm the unfortunate un-drugged his monotone monotony sneaking through my sleep to me      and coming through like the voice of the radio host      as my head's beneath tepid bathwater your ellegance uneffected by his audible intrusion into my sub-concious dellusion      you pull at the tides of your brew      and wink then back to a busy pen      i have to get to you you've got to remember    come back but dreams don't work like that it's as if my feet don't match my body or my legs are facing backward or i'm in that godforsaken hallway scene of "The Shining"      and i'm finding this to be far more frustrating      than remaining concious through the flight could have ever been and again somewhere over nebraska the ride gets increasingly shaky      not obnoxious enough to wake me      just enough to take me to the part of the nightmare      where my teeth start falling out           like precious little gems of vicodin and nicorrette                t a p p i n g out my fragile skull and now i'm wearing some bloody-gummed grin and that charming lounge is feeling like "From Dusk Till Dawn" and all of the friendly faces are gone      except for yours           and you look horrified how come now i've got your attention? touchdown at o'hare and i wake in the window seat next to a vacant chair      alive and well except that you're not there and to think      when i was a kid           my nightmares all had fearsome beasts then i grew up           and found the monster to be me
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Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 9:11 PM UTC
the flight-plan of a dream.
there, in those strawberry fields of dreaming- those blooms of a season long since dead and torched-      i swore i found you and you were speaking sweetly in a smokey room with a crescent smile and a cheap long-neck bottle and a blue ball-point pen that you'd only pry from it's waltzing      to chuckle with (and charm) the bartender an older lady with muddy-water curls and poision ivy eyes      and...there's something about her that reminds me of my mom... then the moment's gone and now, all i can wonder is how it is that she's counting change when she hasn't got any fingers the captain must be on the mic again with ******** banter about the weather      or our eventual destination      or something about the turbulence to calm the unfortunate un-drugged his monotone monotony sneaking through my sleep to me      and coming through like the voice of the radio host      as my head's beneath tepid bathwater your ellegance uneffected by his audible intrusion into my sub-concious dellusion      you pull at the tides of your brew      and wink then back to a busy pen      i have to get to you you've got to remember    come back but dreams don't work like that it's as if my feet don't match my body or my legs are facing backward or i'm in that godforsaken hallway scene of "The Shining"      and i'm finding this to be far more frustrating      than remaining concious through the flight could have ever been and again somewhere over nebraska the ride gets increasingly shaky      not obnoxious enough to wake me      just enough to take me to the part of the nightmare      where my teeth start falling out           like precious little gems of vicodin and nicorrette                t a p p i n g out my fragile skull and now i'm wearing some bloody-gummed grin and that charming lounge is feeling like "From Dusk Till Dawn" and all of the friendly faces are gone      except for yours           and you look horrified how come now i've got your attention? touchdown at o'hare and i wake in the window seat next to a vacant chair      alive and well except that you're not there and to think      when i was a kid           my nightmares all had fearsome beasts then i grew up           and found the monster to be me
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Love & cigarettes One is a drug, an addiction The other a dangerous feeling, emotion Both will **** you slowly but surely Yet we are only warned about cigarettes And here I am having never touched a cigarette to my lips But I feel another poision As I inhale the smell of your clothes As I pull your lips to mine No one ever warned me that another living soul could be my downfall So it won't be cancer,tar, or nicotine when I go only Your smile, your kiss, and a goodbye
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Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 11:12 PM UTC
My kind of drug
Run away from all of your fears to me where I can protect you and whipe away your tears. To me where I can say that I'll be here every single day. Run away with me to a place where we can love one another. Your face the epitome of all that is good. It seems that heaven has sent you but I thought you would only be in my dreams. I should be thinking about now rather then later but I'm to caught up in your eyes, oh those deep brown eyes how they run away with my heart like a poision dart sinking deep into the depths of my soul, paralizing my ability to see how in the world you belive in me. She's lost in his warmth that tries to protect her from the strange world around them and he's lost to the world trying to find the answers. Run away with me to where we can grow old eachother and gain everything we sought I'm cought up in my dreams or so it seems maybe I'm just going along the mainstream but it feels like so much more going up hill I'm not just doing it for a thrill rather just to test my will I just don't know how to show that I'll betheir through the rain and snow and the pain eased by that rain with nothing done in vain I said I'm caught up in my dreams torn apart at the seams and time comes to a stand still When time comes to a stand still no one really knows what to do they want to rush toward unaware of what's really going on wanting there normality to continue but the truth is that it's all stops what you think to be normal has become the irrelevant and what you think to be irrelevant becomes the most important thing in your time free standstill of a world. You blink and you think time has started again but you realize that you still don't have your answers When time comes to a stand still she's lost in the abyss and he's caught up in her eyes trying to figure out the truth and to gain a ever important trust. When times in a standstill their is only him and her...you and me ignoring reality and becoming lost in our own world not knowing what's going to come next but knowing that when time jump starts again that well be together for what seems like forever oh the things that happen when time stands still
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Oct 25, 2010
Oct 25, 2010 at 4:05 PM UTC
Run away with me
Run away from all of your fears to me where I can protect you and whipe away your tears. To me where I can say that I'll be here every single day. Run away with me to a place where we can love one another. Your face the epitome of all that is good. It seems that heaven has sent you but I thought you would only be in my dreams. I should be thinking about now rather then later but I'm to caught up in your eyes, oh those deep brown eyes how they run away with my heart like a poision dart sinking deep into the depths of my soul, paralizing my ability to see how in the world you belive in me. She's lost in his warmth that tries to protect her from the strange world around them and he's lost to the world trying to find the answers. Run away with me to where we can grow old eachother and gain everything we sought I'm cought up in my dreams or so it seems maybe I'm just going along the mainstream but it feels like so much more going up hill I'm not just doing it for a thrill rather just to test my will I just don't know how to show that I'll betheir through the rain and snow and the pain eased by that rain with nothing done in vain I said I'm caught up in my dreams torn apart at the seams and time comes to a stand still When time comes to a stand still no one really knows what to do they want to rush toward unaware of what's really going on wanting there normality to continue but the truth is that it's all stops what you think to be normal has become the irrelevant and what you think to be irrelevant becomes the most important thing in your time free standstill of a world. You blink and you think time has started again but you realize that you still don't have your answers When time comes to a stand still she's lost in the abyss and he's caught up in her eyes trying to figure out the truth and to gain a ever important trust. When times in a standstill their is only him and her...you and me ignoring reality and becoming lost in our own world not knowing what's going to come next but knowing that when time jump starts again that well be together for what seems like forever oh the things that happen when time stands still
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It hurt. Incredibly bad. A stab to my heart, that I didn't think was there You wanted me to feel something After being numb for so long I don't think this is what you had in mind I'm sorry I'm such a disappointment I don't know why you stay- I'm not good enough. I'm not passionate enough. I'm not enough. I'm me. I have such a heart for love I always has- I've always loved everyone But I don't show it. I never have. I'm not good at expressing feelings Even today- when you poured your heart out All I could do was stand there.. I can't speak. I'm mute. No opinion in this No opinions Not when it comes to "us" No, no not this time I've always bent at the will of others Said what they wanted to hear Said what I thought I felt And I just got lashed for it Bubbling red skin I will stay me this time You Can Not Change ME
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Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 11:52 PM UTC
A Deadly Poision, Both Will **** You.
And we sighed as one As the mighty forests Mountains Oceans One by one they fell One by one we sighed And all drift on the breeze Of man's success Of oil and poision Of undeserved power And maybe One day The Earth will rule Alone Free And cold As we sigh, And the world is lost And hope slips away Until love is all that Remains Forevermore
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC
Poems for People #3 - Raven Le Fey - Forevermore
You don't seem to understand You can't just down the whole bottle and ask for my hand You don't seem to get the picture You can't just swallow this poision and add me into the mixture You don't seem to comprehend That you're just buying these lies Even though my faith is on the other end You don't seem to really care That you're underaged for such things As long as they bid you (and only you) fair
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Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 5:34 PM UTC
99 bottles of lies on the shelf
Take my hand but Don't hold on Let me hug you But push me away As Dangerous as an Intoxicating Drug Smoldering in your soul As your emotions burn into stone Etching a permanant scar into your sleeve As you wear your heartache on your sleeve With a burn hole and a scar that empty spot that once was full Will be replaced with nothing Because I'm saving you from myself I cannot comfort your pain Because I am what the hurt consists of I am the root of your heart's torture You may not see it But it is as clear as day that I must save you from myself so that you might heal So that you might live to find yourself anew, Create a better life loving someone else For I am a poision that will Rot you with sweetness **** you with care Martyring myself for your relief And the only way to detach your dependence on me is for me to disappear
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Apr 4, 2010
Apr 4, 2010 at 12:02 PM UTC
I am Killing You
Guy-I'm no good for you please stay away! Did u hear me i said stay away! I've already did some damage to you Heart broken people can only break more hearts so please stay away Girl-Maybe i like the feeling of pain because all i want is you the way u laugh like there's no tommorow the way u hold me as if your holding a new born baby When I’m with you all my worries go away Boy-your not listening to me my love is toxic I have issues the way I treated you is wrong...go and find someone better than me Girl-I only want you! Just because you have been heart broken before doesn’t mean your going to break my heart
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Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 10:03 PM UTC
Poision
i am a drug, abused drug abuser, you like to pick me up, take a drag rip a piece and throw me away in your disgust, wear me thin... and while you work on breaking my spirit i inhale of my own poision.. pulling clouds of happiness into my lungs for the low low price of my sanity you picked me up one night and screamed threw me to the corner and as usual but this time you cried you said"im sorry" i don't know what that means my soul is gone, i sold it to the devil for a fiver, grinned as i counted the cents and he laughed away my anonymity is stripped even the walls know my name i dip my head as i walk down the street i don't want to meet their eyes it hurts , to see that emotion, happiness? content? i don't know since you picked me up like a piece, and started burning away my sanity i became a drug but im in limited supply L.G
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 6:16 PM UTC
short supply
you poisoned me no, you didn't slip arsenic in my food or spike my Shierly temple but you left your memories decaying memories, poisoning me the toxins of tourniquet leaking their erosive toxins into my mind you may not be here but your memories are and so the scars white scars on my wrists gashes in my heart i don't know where to start because your torment has no end i hope that it might somewhere around the river bend but the only river i see is from my eyes part of the watershed of regret to the ocean of mistakes i seem to be drowning in your memory is suffocating filling my lungs with dispair Im gasping for air, but my willingness to swim in fading so i'm sinking and letting the memories flood my brain wondering if im going insane or if its just a side effect of the poison you called affection a medication that apparently turned "no" into "yes" and hiking up my dress... and the poision, you, your memories eve the happy ones hurt the happy disguise of a smile that would ultimately lead to teary eyes and trouble with other guys all because you poisoned me and its effects are lingering its not just a one and done its an std of  the mind it stays around even after your gone so check yourself and your actions dont dare poison someone else do not add to the watershed of regrets i want clean water to wash away my infected mind but no amount of soap or blades or nails could possibly wash away  your posion because now its part of me congratulations, you dont no longer have to posion me' you've turned me on myslef like some auto immune disease of the heart and the mind because i will never forget when i called you mine and i wish i could,but its branded so i'm left stranded in my ocean of regrets and poisoned water shed
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Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 12:22 AM UTC
poison
you poisoned me no, you didn't slip arsenic in my food or spike my Shierly temple but you left your memories decaying memories, poisoning me the toxins of tourniquet leaking their erosive toxins into my mind you may not be here but your memories are and so the scars white scars on my wrists gashes in my heart i don't know where to start because your torment has no end i hope that it might somewhere around the river bend but the only river i see is from my eyes part of the watershed of regret to the ocean of mistakes i seem to be drowning in your memory is suffocating filling my lungs with dispair Im gasping for air, but my willingness to swim in fading so i'm sinking and letting the memories flood my brain wondering if im going insane or if its just a side effect of the poison you called affection a medication that apparently turned "no" into "yes" and hiking up my dress... and the poision, you, your memories eve the happy ones hurt the happy disguise of a smile that would ultimately lead to teary eyes and trouble with other guys all because you poisoned me and its effects are lingering its not just a one and done its an std of  the mind it stays around even after your gone so check yourself and your actions dont dare poison someone else do not add to the watershed of regrets i want clean water to wash away my infected mind but no amount of soap or blades or nails could possibly wash away  your posion because now its part of me congratulations, you dont no longer have to posion me' you've turned me on myslef like some auto immune disease of the heart and the mind because i will never forget when i called you mine and i wish i could,but its branded so i'm left stranded in my ocean of regrets and poisoned water shed
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its always strange when new places start to feel like home and you've got holes in your stalkings holes in my lungs where your words filtered through me like black smoke with an intent to burn and the ash is still on my tongue. oh mother can you take away the poision that consumes the waking hours and the subconscious ones cause he hurt me bad and im a cracked teacup leaking all over the window sill
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Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 1:07 AM UTC
internal bleeding
My first sip of water Turnt to poision. Lungs collapsed I am mute Vessels popped red splotches reality's double Sick I hang Without a noose Waiting for cardiac-arrest
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Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 9:06 PM UTC
Untitled
come with me in the driving rain Take a chance,make a dance, a thunder dance Impending lightning sky, potential suicide You're crazy you cried, Yet you need me inside so we ride on the lightning together And knowing one strike puts us together forever blood red, cut with me, make your pact, can't you see You could just call me crazy and run away far from me Yet you know I would die, the most torturous cry and pleads just so you could live and breath, with my guts on the sword as I bleed Mother maybe said I was poision for you Yet mother never knew how much I'd die for you Yet mother never knew how much my love is real for you And how much I pray that we may become a solid crew Like bonnie, Like clyde, without the bullet ride!! Impending doom, Lightning Sky.Im consumed with you til I die!! Mother still says Im poision and you are permananently glued Stuck to me, cant get away, wont fade away, cant come loose But then again I like your obsession and I surely adore mine I swallow you up like a possession, Im a vampire I **** you to make you my bride We cut, we wear goth, everybody says we went off the deepest end We said thats enough, painted our lips black, Our hair looks like sin We are one in our dress, we are one in our flesh, we are everything Im thankful we possess each others brains and nothing about us is lame The Day I met you in the palace of my heart is the day you came And the song we sing is the most heavenly in the lightning and the rain Mother maybe said I was poision for you Yet mother never knew how much I'd die for you Yet mother never knew how much my love is real for you And how much I pray that we may become a solid crew Like bonnie, Like clyde, without the bullet ride!! Impending doom, Lightning Sky.Im consumed with you til I die!!
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Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 7:50 PM UTC
Lightning Sky
come with me in the driving rain Take a chance,make a dance, a thunder dance Impending lightning sky, potential suicide You're crazy you cried, Yet you need me inside so we ride on the lightning together And knowing one strike puts us together forever blood red, cut with me, make your pact, can't you see You could just call me crazy and run away far from me Yet you know I would die, the most torturous cry and pleads just so you could live and breath, with my guts on the sword as I bleed Mother maybe said I was poision for you Yet mother never knew how much I'd die for you Yet mother never knew how much my love is real for you And how much I pray that we may become a solid crew Like bonnie, Like clyde, without the bullet ride!! Impending doom, Lightning Sky.Im consumed with you til I die!! Mother still says Im poision and you are permananently glued Stuck to me, cant get away, wont fade away, cant come loose But then again I like your obsession and I surely adore mine I swallow you up like a possession, Im a vampire I **** you to make you my bride We cut, we wear goth, everybody says we went off the deepest end We said thats enough, painted our lips black, Our hair looks like sin We are one in our dress, we are one in our flesh, we are everything Im thankful we possess each others brains and nothing about us is lame The Day I met you in the palace of my heart is the day you came And the song we sing is the most heavenly in the lightning and the rain Mother maybe said I was poision for you Yet mother never knew how much I'd die for you Yet mother never knew how much my love is real for you And how much I pray that we may become a solid crew Like bonnie, Like clyde, without the bullet ride!! Impending doom, Lightning Sky.Im consumed with you til I die!!
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He is not a lover but a brother the one i found in Christ he is a friend so inspiring only i can understand you claim his mine but no he is not its just too much of what we have in common he is "Cool" and i am cold but he know how to keep me warm a big heart so strong and powerful he knows how to protect that fregile me team spirit is what he carries while you are the human crisis he know how to make me let go of that anger you cause. He is not a lover his a friend the one i found in Christ much of a lady's man a caring heart so pure he is just one unique soul i know comforting in distress never lets me drawn in doldrums he always seem to keep me smiling his not a lover but a brother the one i found in Christ so much of your suspicions better should they be locked away before your thoughts poision my mind
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Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 10:17 AM UTC
The one i found in Christ
We will sit We will talk We will laugh We will cry We will cut We will burn We will drink We will starve We will think We will share We will feel We will trust We will compare We will harm We will swap We will injure Let your blood poision mine And mine to the same to yours Let me dilute the effects of the alcohol with my own poinsion Let you share the effects of the drink and get me drunk on your love Let us rant Let us feel Let us rage Let us vent Let us breathe Let us survive Let us dig Let us live Let us bound Let us leap Let us soar Let us fly
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Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 3:58 PM UTC
Poisoned Blood
We have two capacitive things, 1st is our physical power and is our mental abilities, but it all depends upon our thinking, and all thought in out mind we can bring, all of us go as far we know, because life can be limitless with, someone who love us and go with us in the same flow, no one can know what you are thinking, beacuse it's your own limitless world that you can imagine, all seems to be happy but i am not because i want to live in my own world in which it surrounded me all around so that no one can find me, so that i become i want to be, in all trurh and lies we say can make someone happy for whole life, a month, a week or for a single day, who will become your bestie, it will decided by your nature and lot of smiles which are free, love ones are not easily found, they can give power us to live even they are not around, touching is the physical touch but our mentality defines how much feeling everything very important, so that we can react on it, and giv output at any instant, wash the poision from my skin, show me how to be loved again, cause i lonely cried in the castle of glass and the wany thing i want to see, you to see..
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Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 6:56 AM UTC
thinkings
back and forth, back and forth it drove him insane but the back and forth, back and forth was still better than the pain he'd rather be in uncertainty than lose her all at once the fear of never speaking to her again was better than enduring silence for a few months but it got to him, still her lack of commitment and the way her mind changed he wondered if it was so easy, to let him go if loving him was as easy as being from him estranged she was so hard to predict and it wasn't easy she went from 'i love you' to 'i'm leaving' one day she'll want to choose you, the other, lose you she went from all night conversations to not even speaking i guess for him, the pros outweighed the cons the hope outweighed the fear he'd rather live in anxiety than the lose the possibility of keeping her near it hurt him inside, every now and often but he embraced the uncertainty, the shaky life he kept his mouth shut and took what he could get praying every night that one day, she might choose him for good, and become his wife.
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Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 12:24 PM UTC
hope is a slow poision [story II]
Dark night, filling earth and sky, in silence; minty, silky soft, like the music flowing from the lyre of a jilted lover, vengeful, let me drink your sweet poison, that would curtain me off for now, from the torture of light, the love in which I once lost myself, cherished now I want to forget those days fully,and fly out of this house of pain
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Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 8:16 AM UTC
Darkness, my cup full of sweet poision
Do you know what is the biggest poision? It’s “regret” Thuhadi yaad khai ja rahi menu andro di Me wife naal Hoke bi usde naal nai Me u bare sochi janda Ap dowa de moments yaad ande doaba de moments yaad a jande Pata nai kiwe sakoon milu menu U da address pata krna koi waddi gal nai Bus me pata nai krna chanda Me nai chanda tuci hor dukh jhalo mere krke Pehla hi bade made time wicho nikle ** mere krke Te *** mera time he us time wicho niklan da Waheguru kre me nikal Jawa is time wicho
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Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 11:12 PM UTC
Regret
Come with me in the driving rain Take a chance,make a dance, a thunder dance Impending lightning sky, potential suicide You're crazy you cried, Yet you need me inside so we ride on the lightning together And knowing one strike puts us together forever blood red, cut with me, make your pact, can't you see You could just call me crazy and run away far from me Yet you know I would die, the most torturous cry and pleads just so you could live and breath, with my guts on the sword as I bleed Mother maybe said I was poision for you Yet mother never knew how much I'd die for you Yet mother never knew how much my love is real for you And how much I pray that we may become a solid crew Like bonnie, Like clyde, without the bullet ride!! Impending doom, Lightning Sky.Im consumed with you til I die!! Mother still says Im poision and you are permananently glued Stuck to me, cant get away, wont fade away, cant come loose But then again I like your obsession and I surely adore mine I swallow you up like a possession, Im a vampire I **** you to make you my bride We cut, we wear goth, everybody says we went off the deepest end We said thats enough, painted our lips black, Our hair looks like sin We are one in our dress, we are one in our flesh, we are everything Im thankful we possess each others brains and nothing about us is lame The Day I met you in the palace of my heart is the day you came And the song we sing is the most heavenly in the lightning and the rain Mother maybe said I was poision for you Yet mother never knew how much I'd die for you Yet mother never knew how much my love is real for you And how much I pray that we may become a solid crew Like bonnie, Like clyde, without the bullet ride!! Impending doom, Lightning Sky.Im consumed with you til I die!!
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Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 3:43 PM UTC
Lightning Ride
Come with me in the driving rain Take a chance,make a dance, a thunder dance Impending lightning sky, potential suicide You're crazy you cried, Yet you need me inside so we ride on the lightning together And knowing one strike puts us together forever blood red, cut with me, make your pact, can't you see You could just call me crazy and run away far from me Yet you know I would die, the most torturous cry and pleads just so you could live and breath, with my guts on the sword as I bleed Mother maybe said I was poision for you Yet mother never knew how much I'd die for you Yet mother never knew how much my love is real for you And how much I pray that we may become a solid crew Like bonnie, Like clyde, without the bullet ride!! Impending doom, Lightning Sky.Im consumed with you til I die!! Mother still says Im poision and you are permananently glued Stuck to me, cant get away, wont fade away, cant come loose But then again I like your obsession and I surely adore mine I swallow you up like a possession, Im a vampire I **** you to make you my bride We cut, we wear goth, everybody says we went off the deepest end We said thats enough, painted our lips black, Our hair looks like sin We are one in our dress, we are one in our flesh, we are everything Im thankful we possess each others brains and nothing about us is lame The Day I met you in the palace of my heart is the day you came And the song we sing is the most heavenly in the lightning and the rain Mother maybe said I was poision for you Yet mother never knew how much I'd die for you Yet mother never knew how much my love is real for you And how much I pray that we may become a solid crew Like bonnie, Like clyde, without the bullet ride!! Impending doom, Lightning Sky.Im consumed with you til I die!!
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