tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81553962191383850992024-02-18T19:15:12.351-08:00Reckless SirenAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.comBlogger89125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-11608792568296220482017-07-23T19:04:00.003-07:002017-07-23T19:04:39.213-07:00DealOh, Kyle<br />
Just love me back<br />
<br />
I love you so<br />
why do you insist on it?<br />
why do you always have to go?<br />
<br />
Please stay<br />
Don't go away<br />
Don't let our feling fade<br />
Don't slip trhough my hands<br />
Don't ask me to go away<br />
<br />
I love you so<br />
I see you trying to say yes<br />
so why do you say no?<br />
<br />
I'm your Carmel<br />
You're my boy<br />
You're my man<br />
I'm in your hands<br />
<br />
We're full of desire<br />
Just say "be mine"<br />
<br />
And I'll be yours<br />
ForeverAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-45897079071600533832017-02-22T18:09:00.000-08:002017-02-22T18:09:03.561-08:00Toppings, Icing and FrostingI can't bake the cake.<br />
<br />
And you're probably thinking this is ridiculous because you've seen me bake lots of cakes and you know I actually am a good cook.<br />
<br />
But I can't bake the cake.<br />
<br />
And I can't also get a job, choose my career, talk to my friends, eat right, go for a run, keep a healthy relationship or even cross the fucking street. You know what else I can't do?<br /><br />I can't bake the cake.<br />
<br />
I can't choose the flavor of the cake I should bake, I can't buy the eggs and butter, I can't set up the stove, I can't count the minutes.<br />
<br />
I can't bake the cake.<br />
<br />
How do I tell people I can't bake the cake? It's just a cake to bake. They'll probably just say "go on and bake the cake" like it is just tha easy because they don't know how hard it is.<br />
<br />
Just bake the cake.<br />
<br />
Maybe I'm not supposed to eat cakes anymore, maybe nobody should eat cakes ever again, maybe I should try and make a pie, but how could I make a pie if I can't even bake the cake?<br />
<br />
Dammit.<br />
<br />
I can't bake this cakeAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-40779368312678349202017-02-21T18:53:00.001-08:002017-02-21T18:53:11.606-08:00dazedI wanted to hem my jeans with the kitchen scissors cause it seemed like a good idea. I clearly do not have the best ideas. I could start off with my pack of sleeping pills, or else, I could name you as another one of my bad ideas.That might be the problem with drugs, including love.<br />At the beginning they all give you exactly what you need. These sleeping pills gave me amazing hours of slpeed. You made life seem easire, brighter, happier. But tonight I can't sleep without my sleeping pills. And I can't see the colours of the day without you.<br />
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I went to the movie today. Reminded me of you/ I went to my favorite place downtonw to breath in and out, but all I could see was you. everywhere.<br />
You've been gone and all I have done is missed you<br />
<br />
Well, I still have som pills to put me to sleep. They'll mak me dream of you tonight,Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-90009431193982161212016-09-15T20:48:00.002-07:002016-09-15T20:48:24.326-07:00Mistakes<span style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">I trusted you</span><br />
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When you said you and M had nothing</div>
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I trusted you</div>
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When you said you were only hanging out with friends</div>
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I trusted you</div>
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When you told me J was just a friend </div>
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I trusted you</div>
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When you said I was the only one</div>
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I trusted you</div>
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When you said V never meant anything to you</div>
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I trusted you</div>
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When you went on parties and said everything was alright</div>
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I trusted you</div>
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When you said I was the one who was lying</div>
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I trusted you</div>
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When you said you loved me</div>
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I trusted you when you lied</div>
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And because I trusted you I can't trust anyone else </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-30376281667018075822016-02-21T17:17:00.001-08:002016-02-21T17:17:54.609-08:00Self talkIt's just when you're alone that you stop and feel all the shit you have never felt before. You know, in the surface of your brain, that he doesn't want to hurt you because he loves you but,
God,
Everybody wants to hurt you cause,
GOD,
Everybody wants to push you down cause,
God,
They want to break you for their own bennefit and it's so weird that it's the first time in forever that someone ACTUALLY DOES NOT mean to hurt you and it makes you wonder,
God,
Why doesn't he want to hurt me if everyone did before and,
God,
Why is he saying those things if he doesn't want to hurt me and,
GOD,
Can you please <i>please</i> make it go away
Because there you were, abandoned by your mother and father and the assholes that you had as a boyfriends before.
God
They ended me and,
God,
They wanted to hurt me so I'd be too hurt to run away and,
GOOD GOD
Someone actually doesnt want to hurt me no matter what
But then you get hurt all over again and you realize...
No one will ever not hurt you like they said they wouldn't.
The difference is that some people want you to be hurt and some people regret when they hurt you.
And that's one of the many reasons why I love him
Because he's my safe haven and he will never mean to hurt me.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-33412827628691902792015-12-18T19:47:00.000-08:002015-12-18T19:47:09.487-08:00WhyWhy do you say you love me
but keep on breaking me down
Why do you say you need me
but keep pushing around
Why did you say you want me
If you're always too far
Cause when you say you love me
Feels like it's falling apart.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-85791197886413171572015-08-15T20:57:00.001-07:002015-08-15T21:10:09.964-07:00Mommy IssuesI try to forget
And forgive
But all of that shit
Is still haunting me
I remember when I cried
When I was in pain
When they bruised me
And yet I stayed
I try to forget
And forgive
But she keeps on making
The memory live
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-30318927962392666072014-11-23T20:25:00.001-08:002014-11-23T20:25:34.564-08:00Sober nightmareI just wanna scream my pain so a the world could hear it.<div>I'd scream names so everyone would know</div><div>What happened to me before</div><div>And all the things I could never let go</div><div><br></div><div>I wish they'd regret everything they did to me</div><div>I wish I'd remember everything I did to them</div><div>I can't deal with this pain anymore</div><div>Can't deal with this ever again</div><div><br></div><div>Why am I depressed?</div><div>Everything is in place </div><div>Why have I collapsed?</div><div>I think I've lost my faith</div><div><br></div><div>Where's love</div><div>Where's hope</div><div>Where's sanity</div><div>Depression will choke me</div><div><br></div><div>Help</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-22698163753524708332014-11-23T20:19:00.001-08:002014-11-23T20:19:44.702-08:00TrueNobody will save you<div>But</div><div>Yourself</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-45530271356705336532014-10-14T19:29:00.001-07:002014-10-14T19:29:29.881-07:00VentNo one ever told you how beautiful you are. Not even me, I think, when I should have. <div>Well, you are beautiful and talented. You can do great things and you can be a great person. I was really hoping that you'd be happy, but it doesn't seem like that's what happened.</div><div>I hope I never see you again. But I also hope you get better and stop hating me until you understand things a little better. I hope you get better. I hope you get to be happy sometime soon. </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-72348769633721690112014-10-10T19:49:00.001-07:002014-10-10T19:49:07.450-07:00About nowOnce upon a time<div>There was a fucked up girl</div><div>Who wanted to taste </div><div>Everything in the world</div><div><br></div><div>From alcohol to meth</div><div>From being alive to being dead</div><div>From great memories to regrets</div><div>From the future to the past</div><div><br></div><div>She was a whore</div><div>She was a saint</div><div>She was mental</div><div>And she was sane</div><div><br></div><div>She had 3 boyfriends</div><div><br></div><div>The Poet</div><div>The Manwhore</div><div>And The One</div><div>(<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">At least she thought so)</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The Poet was crazy</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">He thought he loved her</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">He thought she was amazing</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Until he ruined her</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">She got scared</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">And ran away</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Until the next </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Stupid boyfriend came</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The Manwhore was a trap</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">She thought she loved him</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Until she realized</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">He was such a twat</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">He broke her</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">As bad as The Poet did</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">She ran away to become</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">The whore she used to be</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">And then The One came </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Just to mess with her mind</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">He was just so strange</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">She thought he was also some lie</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Was he trouble?</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Was he a mess?</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Maybe he was</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">The best you can get </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">He smelled like home</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">He tasted sweet</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">But most important</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">He made her scream</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">He's really nice</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">She loves him now</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">We truly hope</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">He won't break his vows</font></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-53775854115387850132014-10-10T19:21:00.001-07:002014-10-10T19:21:48.907-07:00Never saidI know<div>The poet still writes a about me</div><div>I know</div><div>The manwhore still screams my name</div><div>I just know</div><div>What all the lost souls say</div><div>And I'm so sorry</div><div>Things ended this way </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-58381991092517608112014-07-27T22:32:00.001-07:002014-07-27T22:32:47.484-07:00You could be my drug addict and I could be your Jessica<div>I don't know what's with you </div><div>that makes me feel so young and free.</div><div>I wanna be forever with you </div><div>Getting high on hydroponic weed</div><div><br></div><div>I think it's your badass attitude </div><div>Or maybe you unusual sweet soul indeed</div><div>It's just something about you</div><div>Not even you can see </div><div><br></div><div>It's too early to say I love you</div><div>But we know I kinda do</div><div>And that's quiet ok</div><div>Cause I know you'd love me too</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-36521012691178359372014-07-01T21:47:00.001-07:002014-07-01T21:47:34.876-07:00Said the clock<div>Tick tock </div><div>Says the clock</div><div>Driving me nuts</div><div>Neck tied in a knot </div><div><br></div><div>What are six months</div><div>What are three years</div><div>Anyways</div><div>Why'd you think you'd still be here?</div><div><br></div><div>Tick tock</div><div>Says the clock</div><div>Last time I checked</div><div>I was mad at God</div><div><br></div><div>He gave you for me</div><div>Just to take you away</div><div>He fills me up with home</div><div>And in the end it's just more pain</div><div><br></div><div>Tick tock</div><div>Says the clock</div><div>No problem's solved</div><div>Here we are lost</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-91813837337764413912014-05-23T15:49:00.001-07:002014-05-23T15:49:23.046-07:00GrossI smell like alcohol<div>Dirt</div><div>And cigarettes</div><div><br></div><div>I smell like dumbness</div><div>Puke</div><div>And all of my regrets </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-48422267198028845282014-05-11T20:47:00.001-07:002014-05-11T20:47:25.414-07:00R.I.P., Gabriel D.<div>Sitting on the moon</div><div>You must be fishing stars</div><div>Stars that shine like you</div><div>You shine as bright</div><div><br></div><div>Bright as the tears</div><div>Than here on earth we cry</div><div>Thinking of the time</div><div>We could've said goodbye</div><div><br></div><div>Drink the liquor of the angels</div><div>And their tasteful dark cigars</div><div>As here we pray</div><div>With all our heart</div><div><br></div><div>RIP, big brother!</div><div>And thank you for everything</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-31253100628412189822014-03-09T14:43:00.001-07:002014-03-21T06:55:50.027-07:00God, you're a lieFirst<div>You gave me love</div><div>And than brutally</div><div>Took it away from me</div><div><br></div><div>Second</div><div>You gave me hope</div><div>Gave a place to stay</div><div>A place to call home</div><div><br></div><div>You gave me friends</div><div>But took them back</div><div>Also took my sanity</div><div>Took my life breath</div><div><br></div><div>And then you gave me</div><div>A pretty thing to love</div><div>Just to make it fucking crazy</div><div>Make it hate me too much</div><div><br></div><div>And then you gave me lonliness</div><div>You made me bad</div><div>Until my heart stopped beating</div><div><br></div><div>You made it beat again</div><div>For someone who loved me back</div><div><br></div><div>You filled me up with hope</div><div>And on my knees I begged</div><div>"Please, Father</div><div>Please don't take him</div><div>Please make it last"</div><div><br></div><div>Not even a week later</div><div>I could hear Satan's laugh</div><div>You were by his side</div><div>Holding his hands</div><div><br></div><div>You gave me everything</div><div>Just to take them back</div><div>They clame You're pure love</div><div>But love doesn't make you rad</div><div><br></div><div>You're nothing but a lie </div><div>God's dead</div><div>And so am I</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-1907497353603801202014-02-26T13:15:00.001-08:002014-03-21T06:56:05.928-07:00Kill or runThis is not a Nicholss Sparks' book<div>Or a Steven Spielberg's movie</div><div>This is real life, bitch</div><div>Our scars can prove it</div><div><br></div><div>Nobody keeps promises</div><div>Specially when they say</div><div>"I'll never leave you, babe"</div><div>'Cause nobody can put up with us this way</div><div><br></div><div>So you stay alive</div><div>Or don't you hesitate</div><div>You can live with your demons</div><div>Or you can go away</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-29754813795227930572014-02-21T18:47:00.001-08:002014-03-21T06:56:20.821-07:00AlcoholicThe bad thing<div>Of drinking vodka and rum</div><div>Is that I never really know</div><div>When I've had enough</div><div><br></div><div>I drink to oblivion</div><div>I drink way too much</div><div>'Till I see things duplicated</div><div>'Till I think "Oh, Fuck!"</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-33919305016782915812014-02-05T20:43:00.001-08:002014-02-05T20:43:19.481-08:003 AM ThoughtsLonely<div>Again</div><div>At 3 AM</div><div><br></div><div>My bruises and cuts</div><div>Are driving me nuts</div><div><br></div><div>I want to call you</div><div>But it's too late</div><div><br></div><div>I'm sorry</div><div>I realky like you</div><div>And I know you like me too</div><div>I just don't want you to go away</div><div>Like they all do</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-56274721244681449782014-01-05T23:18:00.001-08:002014-01-05T23:18:29.396-08:00LovelyI think it's funny how we say<div>"I never felt this way"</div><div><br></div><div>When we're in love</div><div><br></div><div>We actually have</div><div>We just don't recall a feeling of that</div><div><br></div><div>You see</div><div><br></div><div>When we're in love</div><div>We go through things of the above</div><div><br></div><div>And others</div><div>Like</div><div><br></div><div>Fast beating hart</div><div>A passion that goes too far</div><div>And hate</div><div>After the couple falls apart</div><div><br></div><div>But</div><div>It's just beautiful</div><div>How we keep seeking love</div><div><br></div><div>We keep seeking that feeling</div><div>That gives life a good meaning</div><div><br></div><div>Makes me write cheap poetry</div><div><br></div><div>Love is nothing</div><div>Other than lovely</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-32412834207886293512013-12-31T00:58:00.001-08:002013-12-31T00:58:19.546-08:00AlrightSo much hate inside<div>Of my heart, I think</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I might have</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Fallen </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Apart</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-87693450877675090512013-12-30T21:26:00.001-08:002013-12-30T21:26:27.946-08:00Evil's little babeI've once been an angel<div>Who got fucked hard</div><div>Start praying the Hail Mary</div><div>For my broken mind</div><div><br></div><div>Bitch</div><div>Slut</div><div>Little fucker</div><div>Making them ich</div><div>Like no one's ever done</div><div><br></div><div>They say they love me</div><div>They'll get fucked too</div><div>Once I'm fucking dead</div><div>They'll wish they knew</div><div>What the fuck was wrong with me</div><div><br></div><div>I'm supposed to be on prozac</div><div>I'm on heroin instead</div><div><br></div><div>Thanks, life</div><div>For letting me die</div><div><br></div><div>As they said,</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">"God's dead"</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">But, baby, don't say that</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">It's a sinners' world, hun</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I'll laught at them</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">After I cut mu wrists </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">And let them wish</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The best for me</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> </span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-20728298427955066812013-12-30T20:56:00.001-08:002013-12-30T20:56:31.572-08:00DruggieFeeling sick<div>Making myself sick</div><div><br></div><div>Fuck this</div><div><br></div><div>I'm not proud of what I do</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>And that is:</div><div>Alcohol</div><div>Acid</div><div>Cocaine</div><div>Heroine </div><div>And Krokodil</div><div><br></div><div>I feel quiet ill</div><div><br></div><div>I can't trust anybody</div><div>I don't care</div><div>I'll fuck everybody</div><div><br></div><div>"Fucking slut"</div><div>As he said</div><div>Telling me he wishes I was dead</div><div><br></div><div>Oh, babe,</div><div>Make me sad</div><div><br></div><div>Oh, yeah</div><div>Right this way</div><div><br></div><div>I wish I was dead too</div><div><br></div><div>Make me cut my thighs </div><div>And make fun of me as I cry</div><div>As all you do is lie</div><div>I've never been so ready to die</div><div><br></div><div>And I'll laugh at you</div><div>For loving me</div><div><br></div><div>That's all stupid shit</div><div>Nobody will miss me</div><div><br></div><div>I told them so</div><div>You know,</div><div>I get a little to drunk and watch as they go</div><div><br></div><div>Alcohol</div><div>Acid</div><div>Cocaine</div><div>Heroine </div><div>Krokodil</div><div><br></div><div>I'm feeling a lil ill</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>My heart and mind are broke</div><div>And so is this world</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8155396219138385099.post-17777123757285173402013-12-28T21:36:00.001-08:002013-12-28T21:36:34.492-08:00ZolpidemI'm drowning<div>In the darkness</div><div><br></div><div>The nightmares are here to wake me up</div><div><br></div><div>Fuck</div><div><br></div><div>I'm lonely</div><div>And sad</div><div>And mad</div><div>And rad</div><div><br></div><div>I don't get it</div><div><br></div><div>How can you still hurt me</div><div>If I don't even love you?</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09196801207035962840noreply@blogger.com0