asdfghThe clouds come down and cover your eyes
As the haze turns red to slow down time,
Black ashes hit your face turning you dark,
You're just a silhouette that is able to bleed.
Smell the air, it's thick with your fear
And the room is clouded with a broken heart's dust,
The dagger in your hand glistens in the moons white light...
The maroon puddle below ripples and shines.
When you thought you were safe
He snuck up from behind,
He put his hand onto your head
And his power made you blind.
He twisted your head and made you feel the madness
He made you feel the hourless nights, an eternity of fear,
He ripped out your faith and replaced it with hate...
And now you've killed your only love.
You'll Never Get EnoughI’ve got bite marks on my arms
And scratch marks on my back,
This is proof that woman are crazy
When the clock strikes twelve
In the middle of the night when it’s pitch black,
There’s no escaping their grip
When you say their name
And your tone sounds like
You’re giving them the blame,
You’re night will be insane.
She’ll make you grab her hair
And she will claw your neck,
She’ll make you bleed and cry
Then she’ll make you clean it up,
She makes you feel like shit but you’ll never get enough.
Burning So SlowYour touch felt like fire when we kissed,
Even the heaviest rain couldn’t put it out,
Nothing in this world could ever compare to that night
But when the day came around
And I saw you standing there
My world came crashing down.
Now and then your smile makes me crash
When I’m way up in the clouds dreaming of tomorrow,
I see your face and I can hear your voice
But I can’t feel you anymore,
You gripped my heart so hard until it was numb,
I sit here wishing that the rain would come…
Now sway with the wind and hope you don’t get hurt
‘Cause a storm is brewing in my head,
A mistake often made will be the downfall
Of everyone I’ve known, the heavy downpour roars,
Don’t speak with me now and don’t come to my rescue,
For I must die within my own storm, the fire will burn me so slow.
It took just one simple touch to catch my heart on fire
And it took very little time to burn it to a crisp,
Your smile eases the pain, and it’s okay for a
She Felt It TooThe heavens cried out,
They said you have to try,
Don’t let her slip away
You’ll be hurt, and she will cry.
Make her feel special
Make her feel loved,
Help her know that
She is the only one for you.
Look up to the light
And leave your broken heart,
Tell her that you love her
And kiss her in plain sight.
Her eyes will light up
And her heart will warm,
You both will live so far
Outside of this dark storm.
“But when the lightning hit
And you both fell to the ground,
Everything you loved had gone
And you couldn’t make a sound,
Her eyes filled up with tears
And her saddened body shook,
The memories you once had
Burned up like a book…”
Please look into her eyes
And ask her just one thing,
Was she in it for the love
Or was she in it for the break?
Make her touch your heart
And let her feel the beat,
You both felt something great
Before all of this hate.
Tell her that she is still your only love
And she will think back to the nights
When you and her would s
I Hate You And Your iPhoneSome things in this world can make me feel great
But then I see your face and I become filled with hate,
It’s funny how one person can make this pacifist
Turn into the most dedicated sadistic freak, isn’t it?
Insanity crushes my brain when I hear your voice
And my demons slip out for one swift attack,
Now you’re on the ground with blood dripping from your lips,
Was it worth telling me that you have the new iPhone? No, no it was not.
When I see what you’ve done and what you’ve seen
I want to burn the living shit out of it,
When I hear your name I just want to punch a baby
And I want to dangle you from your toes over a pit of acid, with iPhone’s in it.
I want to take the new iPhone of yours
And hit a baby with it, I want to hear them cry
Just so I don’t have to hear your voice
And just so I can hit a baby with an iPhone,
I truly am a dedicated sadistic freak.
Year 22: The Schedule. It started out as a normal day for me, which means I woke up at 8:00, took my medication at 8:01, brushed my teeth at 8:05, took a shower at 8:10, washed my hair at 8:12, rinsed my hair at 8:13, got out of the shower at 8:15-after I soaked in the hot water, got dressed at 8:20, and left at 8:25 to go to the store. But it all took a turn for the worst when I couldn’t start my car at 8:27. I was out of gas, and whenever I am out of gas, it is usually my little brother borrowing my car without me knowing. I decided to walk to the store-which would set my whole days schedule 7 minutes behind.
By the time I got to the store I was very tired, cause I wasn’t used to walking that much. I walked into the store at 8:39, and to my surprise, the usual employee set up had changed. The old fat butcher named Phil who gave me my freshly ground burger at 8:33 was now a skinny, pimply teenager with greasy hair. I asked for my burger, and he asked me for my name. H