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[I see the beauty in everything]
i have many places i call home
i love everything and i haven't got a speck of hate in my bones
and i'm proud of that
i'm a happy person
i write more then i talk and i talk quite a bit
i'm pretty comfortable in my skin and i wouldn't want it any other way
i love all my friends to death, you all know who you are
{thanking you for being here when i needed you}
reality is all in the imagination
you dream your own perception
breathe the lies you believe
shed the tears you wish to bleed
I ♥ you
(you were hiding in my closet the last time i saw you)
keep nodding, people might actually believe you care<33
[i wrote this. . . appreciate it]
A child curled up in his bed
Hearing the words his mother said
He never knew why she spoke that way
As she cried her tears of hurt and pain
He was 6, too young to understand
Maybe that's why she hurt so bad
When his father threw her across the hall
And screamed at her, calling her a whore
His voiceless attempt at comfort was useless
All his mother wanted was a life abuse-less
To raise him a life there fit and fine
Instead she pondered her own suicide
And as his mother uttered her final breath
She didn't know he wasn't at rest
Didn’t know he heard her gasping scream
And utter breathlessly as if in a dream
"i'm sorry son, I love you..."[random poetic babbling]
My final caress of deathly inspiration
leads me to believe in non-existing emotion
if only it was simple to not be able to feel
maybe then as i stare i can cope and conceal
Let's watch this world burn itself down
Its people trapped in perfect delusion
They're telling lies
Seemingly harmless lies
Lies which make the flames burn higher
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i killed you so i could cry when you died, so i could speak at your funeral, so i could place flowers on your grave and smile
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