Give me a gun and a bullet,
I wouldn't know if I could do it,
To sleep and not wake up, oh how I fiend,
I wish life was only a dream,
My emotionas at war,
This heart is so sore,
If I die, would I gain the ability to fly?
Crying for you my love,
Looking for eyes sparkling with oceans of blue,
I love you too.
If I had a noose, On this ride I take the caboose,
Sleep,Sleep away the pain. Drown myself in dreams of tomorrows,
Stronger and stronger grows my sorrows,
Run, before the demons find me.
Into my mind, you may come and see.One day, I'll be free.
Maybe soon, I shall call you mine,
Brighter pat
Love-such a fragile thing. Comparable to a cloud in the glow of a golden sunrise.
Harsh words and lies can break love apart into a million pieces of nostalgic crystals that fade away, leaving you alone and broken.
Yet, we know, after every storm there comes rainbows,flowers, and a chance for love once again.
Give me a gun and a bullet,
I wouldn't know if I could do it,
To sleep and not wake up, oh how I fiend,
I wish life was only a dream,
My emotionas at war,
This heart is so sore,
If I die, would I gain the ability to fly?
Crying for you my love,
Looking for eyes sparkling with oceans of blue,
I love you too.
If I had a noose, On this ride I take the caboose,
Sleep,Sleep away the pain. Drown myself in dreams of tomorrows,
Stronger and stronger grows my sorrows,
Run, before the demons find me.
Into my mind, you may come and see.One day, I'll be free.
Maybe soon, I shall call you mine,
Brighter pat
It was the unwritten poetry
dripping from her eyelashes
that made me love her.
She was a sinking ship,
and I longed to descend
into the watery depths
of her eyes-
just
to see
how long
I could hold
my breath.
It was the bruises sleeping
on the curve of her hips
that called to me like hungry sirens.
Licking her salty lips,
I traveled the scattered freckles on her back.
Shaping an angry dragon as if together,
we were part of the sky, all long-limbed,
tongues and teeth- she whispered,
"Do you know the story of Draco?"
In her hand was a little jar
With a butterfly shaped motif
Small enough to fit in her palm
Large enough to hold her beliefs
And all of the hopes and the dreams
And the harrowing memories
She promised one day to reveal
The contents of the jar to me
Protected by the butterfly
Her secrets remained safe and sound
Each echoing in their own space
As there was no one else around
The winged beauty remained loyal
As the days like clouds floated by
It too was once a caterpillar
That never dreamt it could fly
Now like a butterfly she'll escape
From her chrysalis-like mind
She will shed all of her sorrows
Underneath the silken sunshine
Free Your Mind, Lose Control by CloudNumber8, literature
Literature
Free Your Mind, Lose Control
Put down all of your books
Open your troubled mind
Leave the cell-like classroom
And feel the warm sunshine
Beating down from above
On your beautiful skin
Forget all you have learnt
Let your journey begin
Breathe the air on green hills
Open eyes to blue sky
They tried to hide the truth
But with no alibi
Are you just a product
Of wistful memories
Or is there still some time
To change your destiny
Tether your torrid thoughts
Silence those languid words
That pollute your young mind
Instead choose to observe
The beauty that surrounds
Nature is your mother
Wisdom is your father
Creation your lover
The world outside your doo
Since nobody reads this I guess I'll just use this to vent all my built up emotions now.. xD
I hate my parents; they're way too strict when it comes to some stuff.. I get grounded for a week for being home fifteen minutes late.
I live in the middle of nowhere and I only have one friend I'm really close to here; Majority of my friends live twenty minutes away and I never see them because my boyfriend lives there so when I'm there I usually just end up hanging out with him and whoever else is at where he lives.
School is full of stupid conformist who don't understand why people express themselves through the way they dress; the word "emo" is
Emo:
[ ] I cry a lot.
[x] I go to local shows.
[ ] I wear black everyday.
[x] I write sad poetry.
[ ] I play an acoustic guitar.
[x] My favorite bands include: Fall Out Boy, My Chemical Romance, or Panic! at the Disco.
[ ] I think about suicide or death often.
[x] People have told me to cheer up.
[ ] I cry when I see dead animals..
[ ] My myspace pics are black or white or angled.
[x] I wear many band shirts.
[ ] No one understands me.
[ ] I don't talk too often.
[ ] I look down when I walk.
[x] I wear black eyeliner.
[ ] I have an ex I still cry over.
[ ] My hair is black.
[x] My hair covers one of my eyes.
[x] I always
Well at the moment I am grounded, so I won't be uploading anything anytime soon,but I shall be doing more gorey pictures and stuff, so be expecting it as soon as I'm un-grounded :)
This is just an update on things**