This Is Gonna Take A Long TimeYou must love yourself to love others....... This is going to take a long time
RainSome people walk out to cry in the rainBut I'm a lazy personI walk into the shower to cry
Would You Care?If I diedWould you care?If I criedWould you be there?If you diedI would dieIf you criedI would cryIf I screamedWould you calm me?If I lived in fearWould you hold meIf you screamedI would kiss you softlyIf you lived in fearI would always be thereI hope you knowThat I'm always thereEven if you hate meI'll always be here for youI hope you knowThat I will always careFor even in the darkest hourThere is a distant light shiningAnd it will always shineBecause some peopleThey never stop caring
The Darkness In MeThe darkness embraces meI'm getting coldThe darkness inside of meIt's so very oldYou have made it growIt has found its wayYou have made it showAnd it won't go awayThose words they beat meI'm in painFor lies they feed meIts in vainI know the truthI'm the one to blameBut my darkness withinIt won't go awayI hope someone will cast a lightOn my shattered heartI hope someone will loveThis monster I'mWithout light, there is no shadowWithout good, there is no badWithout death ,we wouldn't be aliveAnd without hate, we wouldn't feel love
I'm So Tired Of Being HereI'm so tired of being hereI'm trapped by all my fearsI wish you could see me nowBroken and crying for helpMy blood it flowsAnd I don't want it to stopI'm so tired of being hereI'm trapped by all my fearsI wish I could heal myselfWipe all these tears awayBut my heart it bleedsAnd I don't know how to stop the bloodI'm so sick of being hurtI'm trapped in my own mindI wish I could hear those songsBut then I remember youAnd I now I cry againGod why can't I be a man?
I Don't Wanna Grow UpI don't want to grow upIt was so much more funWhen I didn't understandWhat happened around me, how it fellI don't want to get oldBe wise and all thatFor after years of livingI would know that life, isn't intactI don't want to get a place of my ownResponsibility isn't my thingI wouldn't be able to watch my offspringknowing what they would face, a dying worldAnd a hope, left for deadI want to stay youngI want to be unknowingFor in the endBeing stupid, will make it easierTo accept the end
Dead InsideI'm searching for faithIn a world left for deadI'm crying for helpIn a world forever goneI'm hoping for a dreamIn a nightmare never-endingI'm clinging to my emotionsBut soon I will have nonI'm dyingI'm dying aliveDeath comes aliveDeath is a part of lifeBut what if I'm already dead, inside
Sea Of DepressionLeft alone, in my heartSix feet underCry in pain, dead insideSix feet underFix the rose, stop the bloodFive feet UnderKinda stuck, but It will mendFive feet underNow I'm stuck, Left for deadFour feet underSometimes, I feel like shitFour feet underGetting better, all aloneThree feet underI put my faith, in him for onceThree feet underMusic tastes, so damn goodTwo feet underI can listen again, to our songTwo feet underYour almost there, you can grasp the aira feet underTears of joy, crack a smilea feet underI'm finally out, finally freeI'm over the seaI can love again, I can be meI'm over the seaBut don't you, don't you ever drown me againMy six feet took more time than you can imagineI smile and I'm fine againBut the sea of depression is still thereAnd waits to swallow meOnce more
Happy Poem?Someone asked me to write a happy poemBut I can't, on the inside I'm not happySomeone asked me to smile for the cameraBut how can I, When I'm falling partSomeone asked me to laugh my real laughBut I can't, there is something wrong with meSomeone asked me to write a happy poemBut I can't, I'm not happy insideAnd happiness is the only emotionI can't fake
In The Dark, There Is Always LightThere are places so darkThat we can't seeThere are places so darkThat we feel lonelyThere are whispers in the darkThat makes our ears bleedThere are whispers in the darkThat makes us scaredAs the darkness surrounds usWe look for a lightAs the darkness embraces usWe start to fightWe don't want to live a lifeIn the darkWe don't want to live a lifeIn the shadowsAs we look for a source of lightWe realizeAs we look for a small hopeWe understandThere is always someone thereEven when it's darkThere is always someone thereWho will ignite your sparkYou're never aloneEven in the darkYou're never aloneNot even in your heartIn the darkness we find lightBut we forget who helped us in the startIn the darkness we find our frightBut we never forget how it fell apartWe live in shadows to hide for ourselvesCause we know that deep within usIs something we do not want someone else to seeA monster of a kind, something that's not really youBut it will always be a part of
My Emo CornerMy safe houseMy friendYou're always there when I need youI know where you areYou never moveYou never complainYou just wait for meAll the timeMy emo cornerYou're the best friend I have ever had
DreamsI'm sick of youleave me alone!My head can't stopThinking about youI'm sick of being downDepressed and suicidalMy smile isn't always thereStop haunting me!I'm sick of your sweet voiceIt rings in my headWhen you played on my drumsNow I can't touch the sticks no more!I wish I was perfectThe guy of your dreamsMy bloody tearsThey paint my cheeksI wish I could hug youAnd kiss your headTell you while you sleptI love for forever my dearBut those dreamsThey are deadI'm aloneAnd left for deadMy soul is evilMy heart is blackMy eyes don't sparkleAnd my wrists they bledI wish my dreams wouldn't dieBut after all these daysmy heart its stabbedAnd it won't heal completelyIn fairytalesThe dreams never leaveWhen the heroes are have dark timesThey remember the dream and carry onBut now I seeFairytales, They are fairytalesThey can't be realAnd the mermaidShe didn't kill herselfBut I did, in my selfish greed
The White ClothStain that white clothTake away its cleanness, and innocenceStain that White clothDo not think what it feels, think about yourselfThe cloth won't stay the sameAnd the bully, the bully loved to take away the innocenceThe cloth is a victimAnd the bully, he thinks about his pleasure of torturing itEither it's a piece cloth, a paper or a penWhen the bully is done, it will never be the sameThe cloth is stained, the paper is ripped to pieces and the pen is broken, bleeding it's inkThe bully looks at his victims, with pride, he loves hearing their criesNever stain the clothFor in the end, that stain staysNever stain the clothThe stain, it just won't go away
Please, Don'tPlease, don'tYou don't realizeWhat will happen if you doYou speak to thousandsBut you listen to no one elsePlease, don'tCut that wrist againWhat pain you cause meYou scream for helpBut you do not accept itPlease, don'tDon't make meBuild you your coffinI don't want to paint youWith my misery tearsPlease don'tDon't do itLife has so much moreTo offer youJust give it timeAnd times a bitchBut happiness will comeAnd trust me, it's worth the wait
Don't Cry, I'm Still AliveDon't cry, I'm still aliveMy body just died, I'm still aliveMy spirit has moved on, to the skiesMy body died, but I'm still aliveTell dad, he was the best he could beTell mom, that I loved her more than I could seeTell my siblings, that I will miss their laughsDon't cry, I'm still aliveI just needed, one more cutBut that was more, than enoughI cut to deep in my wrist, now my body is drainedPlease, Don't cry, I'm still aliveWhat I did, I left them behindNow I'm with god, and his angels alikeBut when I look down, I regretI see all the pain, I have spreadDon't cry, I'm still aliveDon't cry, my funeral is just a goodbyeBut it's not forever, for you will seeIn heaven we will be joined, and that is a joy for me
Dear Scouting KnifeNo darling, I won't crawl back to you againStop calling, your voice will die in my headYou won't fix it, I'm better off on my ownDear scouting knife, Leave me alone
I Don't KnowI don't knowWhy I'm still hereI don't knowWhy I made it troughI don't wonderBecause I know it's luckI don't wonderBecause in the end it could have been meBut when this song playsI know, that I want to stayFor a small hope, even if it's in vainThat's all I need, to smileEven at the darkest times
You Love The SoundsI finally understand whyYou keep hurting meTime after timeYou love the soundsMy heart makesEvery timeIt breaks
Would You?Would You?If I sung the same song everyday. Would you remember the lyrics?If I told you the world will end tomorrow.
drizzlesAfter the rain, the condensationrises from the sodden road,beginning its course back to heaven.I'm going to meet you in a little while,but now I'm driving under rusty streetlights,eating fog and fireflies with my windshield.You were like the headlights crawling upthe other side of the hill and floodingmy world with white before driving by.There's a tightness in my throat allthe time now becauseI know you're leaving me andthere's nothing I can doabout it.
Wyrmling Ghostwritenew millennium toothachew feeder hand, aluminumbubblegum knuckle muncher bumpin' phoenix plumage... & I rock the Rings, now!supernova falcon flipper -was-a-real-boy chicken shitter -fist-fuck photon vision sifter - soullost, anon forgetter - so lost, rewind protector - dead princess bone collector - hopelessly tethered to the Ghosts, remember? Nah, man, I don't know any of the Ghosts by name but I've been following the will'o'wisps chasin' knowledge, speed & blame tryin' to play that Martyr's game LOOP/LOOP/LOOP/LOOP/LOOP---FAINTInhale, exhale, cause & effectmomentum, inertia, stardust & breathSleep becomes Death...I can only fathom three modes of the Dream:get fucked; feign sleep; & cheat Doctor King -the triumvirate stains Red, White, and Green,all for Tide bleach and Amerik
The Coward (I Am) The Hero (Is Damned)The Coward (I Am) The Hero (Is Damned)Every choice that I've made always failed / always failedEvery day I looked death in the eyes, and I smiled / I smiledI guess I just gave up somewhere in the beginning / in the beginningPiece by piece, I let myself go, I'm slowly breaking / I'm slowly breakingTaunting my own useless mortality / preaching to the ashen-winged angelThis lifespan of mine is such treachery / the golden doors are too judgmentalMy worst enemy is also my own reflection / a war to be unleashedMy only friends are the tears that keep dripping / though they still leave meFar too long have I been on my life's edgeLooking down, and backing out of my own hollow threatsBut I swear that one of these days I won't wait to die from old ageI will skip to the last chapter, and write the ending in blood, soaking the pageAll it takes is this lowl
OceanfallOceanfallOne final leap into the depths below is all it really takesOpen my lungs up, and let freezing freedom take my breath awayI did my time here on Earth, I served my time in lifeSo now I'm done, it's over, I no longer need to be aliveI've seen what cannot be unseen, I've done what I cannot undoI cannot change the past, and the future is what I cannot live throughSplashDOWNDowndownA watery grave is what I have dreamed of, it's all I have ever really wantedA slow, and silent decent, it's an honor to finally become one of the departedMy eyes unknowingly darken, as I instantly try to grasp onto the last of the lightRealizing this is the last time I'll see through my human body, it's such a beautiful sightBut crying underwater seems like it's impossible to do, so I'll still try my best to defy the oddsBecause I know I've felt all of the different kinds of pain, so this is me letting go of what I've got NumbingFADEFadefadeI sud
Nonet Four MaturityMaturityAs I grow older I start to see.This life for what it really is.Death is unpredictable.Success is not assured.Pleasure is short lived.Pain is promised.Love varies.LaughterFades
A message to BulliesHello bullies, boy or girl,Who drove us where we are,We have a message,To each and everyone of you,We've been blamed,For what you say,Or what you've done,But that's a lie,The teachers never admit,That their favorite is bad,They'll pawn it off on us,To the very end,We've put up with everything,From the names like four-eyes,To tied to playground equipment, But most of us snapped, Teachers may have tried to help,Yet they were all to late,Because of your torment and ridicule,We were broken beyond repair,Some turned to death for safety,Others to pain and suffering,Maybe they made it through,But with anger and distrust,None of us though,Made it through whole,Because you still have one peice,And that's our happiness,Not all of it, but some,We've tried to move on,Without that peice,But it's not the same,We were alone,We were taunted,We were torment,We were nothing,Except a toy,For you to play with,And tossed away,Never to be seen again.
Little GirlDear imagination, can't you be the thing you wereButterflies and daffodils and happiness so pureSunny skies and lullabies and dreams of what could beHidden worlds and wonderlands of things they couldn't seeShining gowns and silver crowns for dancing with the princeTwirling with excitement, though the others weren't convincedDear intimidation, did you find it to be trueAll I ever needed was an overdose of youSilly stares and laughter slowly flood a child's mindMaking me abandon every daydream I could findLost beneath the shadows of the sky so dark and deadFar too weak to turn around, yet scared of things aheadDear destructive tendencies, I feel it's time to hearYou were all I had when nothing else seemed to be nearEverything so out of reach, too far for me to seeI decided I would choose the needle next to meSlicing through my very skin to feel something once moreWeeping through the satisfaction I could not ignoreDear imagination, can't you be the thing you were?Lookin
Ghost StoryWhat is thison the next horizonholding strong against the wind,it is a figment,it is an oil stain,it is somethingless than a blurand more than a photograph.
My World Is DeadSome people are scared of the end of the worldI'm not afraid of that, because my world is already dead