angel, angel of mine hear my final prayer. let me know your there i need you to care. i need your heart to warm my soul. wrap your arms around my holes . caver my scars. fill my with your soothing song. angel of mine i love you. hear my prayer, as i call to you let me be loved. see me as i am. hold me close and never let me go. angel of mine i love your soul. because angel of mine i need your hear to fell my soul.
Monday, February 24, 2014
Angel of mine
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
blood tiers
he has all my trust. i tell him whats on my heart i tell the truth. but still he uses it to hurt me. how can he do that I'm his daughter. how can he put my heart second i thought he cared. but all he cares is how he feels how can he do that. i know what path i have chosen and yet he still can't see i'm happy. he has loosed all my trust. he's just the same as a fake friend just using me as an excuse. a mistake that he made. that he has to live with. so i run from the lies. go to a place of rest in peace. sit by an angel and cry in the rain. keeping steady i take the blade and cut letting the blood wash away in the rain. just as there is no hope an angel comes and puts his coat on my shoulders. i know what he is a wingless angel with on feelings. now i know that i will never trust anyone with the truth. none of them care they push their views and don't listen. they are liers. so as the rain washes away my last tears. i will feel nothing but hatred for every one.
inside pain
I look all around me, they're everywhere. they hate me for my views. laugh for my thoughts and tell lies for fun. no pity for a girl who is different blood. she tries to laugh but inside she cries. she hides her feelings in fear that they would use them to hurt her. she pretends that she's fine but she hurts inside so bad that she cuts her self to stop the pain. can anyone help her, she is die ing inside soon there will be nothing left. soon she will be die inside.
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
glass heart
As light hits the blood on the blade, the last sound of glass filled heart sings. all the crystal glared blood shines all over the walls with the stench of peer death arises. the sharp shards that lay on the ground, now melt like ice in the warm air. the pain of having no heart is relieving. for with no heart there is no need for love.
a woman with scars
Can you love a woman with scars? can you see the pain she goes through just to walk in the halls of her enemy? are you deaf to the poison ness slander that is thrown at her? do you take pity for as she cries out for them to stop hurting her? Would you notice if the cuts on her arm dripping blood? today she looks around and sees you staring at her. would you look away or go and help her up from where her Torchers left her to bleed? the next day she isn't at school. would you wonder if she was okay? would you care? so would it be hard to love a woman with scars?
beautiful tears
the pain of hate can never draw a tear. but one look in a mirror comes a flood of tears. they laugh, point, and whisper but get no reaction. but you try a pair of pants that all the others wear and still you look ugly. you try all the diets all the workouts but you still can't look beautiful when you look in the mirror. you stop eating, you say your not hungry or that you have already eaten. you stat to looking pale, your eyes yellow. people ask if you are okay. you smile and lie by saying that you will be fine. you look in the mirror all you see is a mummified girl looking back at you. one day you don't come down for school, your mother goes to your room. your mother sees you're still in bed and not moving. she tries to wake you , you don't wake. she calls the hospital. they say that you have died from starvation.