I laid awake all last night
Just thinking of your face
Seems theres a feeling deep inside
The distance can't erase
I may be out of line with this
Forgive me if I'm wrong
But you're the one i truly miss
I guess I've loved you all along
Now after all that I've just said
I'm just trying to ask you out
But I've hidden behind these words instead
Too shy to just spit it out
Call me Beautiful, call me hot,
Call me everything that I'm not.
Say I'm bitter, say I'm twisted,
'coz you know those thoughts existed.
Love for pleasure, Love for pain,
Love forever but all in vain.
Cry for sorrow, cry for joy,
Won't cry for me, though, will you, darling boy.
Best Loved and lost than not at all,
We do our best yet still we fall.
Those little things you did so well,
They dragged me out of Living Hell.
So Fuck me gorgeous, I'll be your Whore.
You know I'll only love you more.
I'm a little Green-eyed Monster
Who's living in a cave
I'm a little Green-eyed Monster
and you are what i crave.
I'm a little Green-eyed Monster
who's eyes are turning blue
I was a Green-eyed Monster
until I fell in love with you.
You said I was worthless, useless, no good,
"kill yourself!" you told me; I decided I would.
I know now what you wanted, I've learnt of your goal
You can take my body but you won't have my soul.
You can tell me false truths, tempt me with lies,
But I can see through your filthy disguise.
Strange, how much more I see of you now –
Your beauty is ravaged, your sweet words turned foul.
You can't have me now, Satan, you know 'cause you've reached.
You lost your hold upon me when the youth group pastor preached.
~Spirit Tale~
She threw a newspaper onto the kitchen table, the article on the open page so blurred with tears so as to be unrecognizable except for part of the headline, the end part – Tragic Bridge Accident. Strange, he hadn't read that one. Oh well, no time now. She was crying as she packed a suitcase. She came across a photo of the two of them together, and that made her cry even more. But instead of breaking the frame and tearing it up like he thought she would, she held it close against her chest, sobbing brokenly.
No matter what he said or did, nothing stopped her from crying. It was as
~*Phoenix*~
A Phoenix rising from the flame,
Its birth is its demise.
As wild as fire, yet just as tame,
A healer both glorious and wise.
I became this creature
Through your baptism of fire.
I thought that I loved you for sure,
For then my spirit flew much higher.
How could I have known
That you were just a charmer?
You broke into my heart of stone,
And wrecked my spirit's armor.
But even though you broke my heart,
It's you I still adore.
Although you ripped my world apart,
I love you like never before.
I am the phoenix, you are my fire,
I hate you but you give me life.
Without you around I quickly tire,
But when you're
~*Suicide of Stone*~
A heart that seems to be of stone
bleeds if a knife slips past the bone.
A love of crystal, no matter hard,
if dropped still shatters into shards.
Were you the one who chained my heart,
then left it lonely in the Dark?
Did you drop my love from on high,
in a hidden place way up in the sky?
Now I feel like I'm falling fast,
'cause I thought our love would really last.
You dropped my affection on a cold hard floor,
now share my pain as I walk out the door.
As sapphire tears course down my cheeks,
I think of the long, now wasted, weeks.
A ruby star blooms on my wrist,
as I think of all the times we kissed
I
Dear grandpa, how are you?
I hope that you are well.
I wasn't going to tell you this
But every day is hell.
I wish that you were here with me
Or to you that I could go,
But my life here prevents that,
As I'm sure that you would know.
It's not so much the distance -
That can be covered in a leap -
Nor is it that it costs so much,
But still, it isn't cheap.
It's more the fact that you have left
This world that seemed so fair,
And none of us can see you,
Not weathered face or silvered hair.
I saw a special sight today.
I thought I'd share it with you -
The rolling ocean, flecked with foam
Beneath a sky of blue.
Flowers flo
She'd never had this much blood before,
The pain had never been so intense
The knife lay forgotten on the floor
And suddenly everything made sense.
She realized that what she'd been doing was wrong,
That she was addicted to the pain
The thing through which she'd escaped for so long
Had now become her life's bane.
She'd painted a message on her wall
With the blood that seeped from her arm.
"I'm so sorry that I hurt you all,
I never meant to cause any harm."
She'd signed it with a kiss of blood
Which would forever stain the plaster.
She wondered why, now she'd opened that flood
Her end hadn't come so much faster.
As she left her
Why does everyone always stare?
do they honestly think i can't see them there?
They're always looking, whispering, gawking -
Do they really think i don't hear them talking?
These people have driven me almost insane
and now they're laughing at my pain.
Perhaps this is just my imagination
and my pain is of my own creation.
I can't believe what i'm going through
just because I flirted with you.
~Spirit Tale~
She threw a newspaper onto the kitchen table, the article on the open page so blurred with tears so as to be unrecognizable except for part of the headline, the end part – Tragic Bridge Accident. Strange, he hadn't read that one. Oh well, no time now. She was crying as she packed a suitcase. She came across a photo of the two of them together, and that made her cry even more. But instead of breaking the frame and tearing it up like he thought she would, she held it close against her chest, sobbing brokenly.
No matter what he said or did, nothing stopped her from crying. It was as
You said I was worthless, useless, no good,
"kill yourself!" you told me; I decided I would.
I know now what you wanted, I've learnt of your goal
You can take my body but you won't have my soul.
You can tell me false truths, tempt me with lies,
But I can see through your filthy disguise.
Strange, how much more I see of you now –
Your beauty is ravaged, your sweet words turned foul.
You can't have me now, Satan, you know 'cause you've reached.
You lost your hold upon me when the youth group pastor preached.
Current Residence: Rural South-east QLd Favourite genre of music: meaningful to me . . . .usually angsty. Favourite cartoon character: Garfield Personal Quote: i didn't make you do it, you were in control of the vehicle the whole time
Favourite Movies
L.O.T.R., Stripes
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Linkin Park, Evanescence, pink Floyd
Favourite Writers
JRR Tolkien & david eddings
Tools of the Trade
Pencil
Other Interests
Ballroom dancing, archery, oh yeah, and drawing, and writing poetry and stories
am realising that compared to a lot of stuff i see my artwork is crap.
also, i have bronchitis so im on antibiotics, ventolin, seretide and painkillers. not a lot of which helps lol.
anyways am done bitching. too tired to do more.
mm. i have been sooo sick n im just so over bein tired and i just wanna be full of energy n health n vitality n all that.. i think this place has a bad "energy" around it.. i dunno maybe its just me lol
anyways thats pretty much all i hav to say..
luv donny :heart: