Million facesA million facesAll the sameWandering all their livesWithout a real purposeA million storiesAll differentBut all with the same endingA fate we can't avoidBut between them allCould there be oneThat stands out?Maybe yours?Maybe mine?Maybe both?
InsanityShould I keep fighting?Or is it betterIf I just let it go?I'm not sure anymoreI can't take it anymoreThe voices are driving me crazyMaybe I should stop fightingAnd let insanity take overMaybe that wayLife will have a meaningAnd maybeI can find happiness
The endDyingNothing left to hope forVanishingSoon to be forgottenA fate that awaits us all
Helping handI'm drowningIn my own miseryI reach outSearching for a helping handBut nobody is thereAnd so I sinkStill trying to reach a handThat is not there
RebirthRemembering pastEndeavours, I couldn'tBear this painIn my soulReborn fromThe ashes andHealed of all wounds
FallingFailure after failureA life not worth livingLost in my miseryLong gone are the good momentsI keep fallingNothing can save me nowGone my hopes are
A lightBlindedBy all the liesLostIn a nightmareDesperately lookingFor a lightFor a way out
LifeI'm not livingI'm only survivingThere's so much to doAnd so little timeI'm always in a rushTrying to keep up with lifeWithout a moment to restWithout a moment to thinkThere's no joy in lifeBeing here makes no senseSometimes it comes to meThat I should put an end to it...
The scarsLife hurts usIt causes us to bleedTime can heal the woundsAnd stop the painBut the scars remainFor the rest of our lives....
StruggleI see lightI see darknessI must fightAganist madnessIt's clear to meNow I can seeThe rules are setBut I'm not going down yet
MyselfI don't knowWho I amBut I do knowThat I likeBeing myselfAnd I wouldn't wantTo be anyone else
Her last momentsShe's on the roofNot daring to look downHer eyes closedThe wind blowing through her hairConsideringWhether life is worth livingOr notShe thinks about her familyThey disowned herShe thinks about her loveHe broke her heartShe thinks about her friendsThey turned their backs on herIt's no useAnd soWith a last breathWith a last smileShe jumped
We can be happyHope is not deadAnd dreams come trueWe just have to keep fightingFor our hearts are pureThere's nothing to fearFor we're stronger than we realizeWe can do itWe can be happy in this life
Unable to loveMy love was pureAnd honestI only wantedHer happinessBut my heartWas brokenBecause my loveWas rejectedTossed asideLike a piece of garbageAnd now I'm unableTo loveBecause the shredsOf my shattered soulStill belongTo her
This is loveIn this empty roomWe stand togetherIn silenceIn the darknessOur shattered heartsBleeding together as oneWhile the blood runsThrough our cold skinThis is what love is likeTwo broken peopleSharing their painMerging their empty soulsWe forget about the worldBecause we live in a world of our ownUnited as oneIn an illusion of happiness
WonderlandTake me to wonderlandA crazy worldMuch better than this oneWhere insanity is a mustAnd nothing is dullTake me thereTo meet the RabbitAnd the Mad HatterThe Mouse, the CaterpillarAnd the storytelling TurtleTake me to the Queen of HeartsSo I can play her crazy gameAnd so she can order her guardsTo cut my head off
Life (acrostic)Living in HellI want to screamFor this is no lifeEnd this, somehow, I must
InsomniaSleepless nightsIn the darkOur heads spinningTrying to make senseOf this lifeOf this world
Only WordsIt's all harmless fun,He knows I'm kidding He's constantly giving reasons That make me want to dieSure, he's a hideous thing,But that's not my fault He tells me how ugly I am, That I'm some monstrous beingHe's the biggest nerd everHe deserves to know his level He steals my glasses, hits my books Tells me to stop the "genius act"I'm always sure to tell othersHow we're just playing around He tells the teachers, "we're friends", About ho
I Think I've Lost You...I don't know what's sweeter;The red silk flowing on my skin,Or the glinting beauty creating it.I don't know what's addictive;The warmth felt as my veins race,Or the sharp wonder that starts it.I don't know what's the loveliest;The chill of crimson on my own skin,Or the pain from my glimmering silver.I don't know what's so problematic;The blood on outside rather than in,Or using a blade to bring it out of me.
For HerThat girl with the fire in her heart,she can’t tell if its cancer of the throat ortoo many broken heart strings, but she’ssetting herself on fire and taking the forest with her;I think she’s chanting about howthe embers burn stars into her arms butI forgot my latin stems when she forgothow to love herself and I can’t sayhow long ago that was;She saidshe’s so scared of herselfor the world or maybewhat’s under the bed that she’sscarring up her pretty little body,No, it’s far from beautiful, it’s thebane of my existence, butOh darling this is your existenceand it doesn’t get any better you justlearn to be happy with it.Well,she sheds blood now instead of tearsfor chemical imbalances andboys who don’t dance, and shesits around eating nothing butdirt and self-hate and watching theflowers grow, asking me Why,why do they keep dying? butDon’t you get it, we all drop our petals we ju
EnoughThat's it, I've had enough!of continuing any longer, I'm so fed upof this dark roadit ends only with no hopeI've tried and tried to break thisthis harrowing mind of mine with no successI'll try to describe the horrorin the day my soul is filled with anger and sorrowat night my dreams take overconsumed in blood and warI've seen none - but feel like I've been through them allIt's so graphic I can almost touch itit's so raw I can almost taste itthe fear in the person standing at my sideI scream "Don't run - I'm afraid too! stay with me and fight"but it's of no useI stand, scared and alonefacing an army ten thousand times my ownI stare at them with my cold blue eyesI shout "Come on then - I'll take some of you down before I die!"My heart is strongbut I've not got much strengthI gladly give my lifebut I'm not sure how much I've got leftThat's just a dreamwhich reflects my day to day struggleI've tried to keep it cleanfrom the guts and the rubbleFrom the bloodthe
I miss you every dayI miss when we used to talk about anything.How free the words did flow between us.I miss the gentle encouragement from them.Either a guidance when troubled or for a laugh.You words spoken only from your heart.I miss talking to you every day.I miss when we used to sit alone together.Not speaking but letting the world speak for us.Trapped within our own thoughts of life,But we were always in company to each other.Leaning against one another or against something else.I miss sitting with you alone every day.I miss the smile that chased any danger away.I would come to see you and it would flash at me.It was contagious, I would spontaneously smile.Of course it was you who always did that to people.Your smile chased away all thoughts of death.I miss seeing your smile every day.I miss the times we often embraced.Those times of strongest bond or fear.They sealed our friendship much closer every time.Nothing could break a true chain made with love.A love that only existed b
Dont want to spen another night...Don't want to spend another night,Wishing I were gone.Don't want to spend another night,Raising a lifeless song.Don't want to spend another night,Wishing you were here.Don't want to spend another night,Shedding another tear.Don't want to spend another night,Wishing to just die.Don't want to spend another night,Hoping I wont cry.Don't want to spend another night,Suffocating in the night.Don't want to spend another lonely night,Praying for daylight...
Dear little oneBe still tormented little boy,
she's the one for you but
you can no longer call her name.All your dreams have burned and expired
and you hate to go to sleep
not to see her haunt your nightsand revive a hope you tried hard to purge.
Everyday starts the same,
a quiet, innocent hey, butbehind it there's a ton
of words you no longer speak.
You took an unspoken vow
to keep it buried deep below
and pretend things are okay.There are days when it hurtstoo much to hold back the truth,
and you can't deal with the lump that lurks in your throat.
Oh little boy you wonder if she knows
how much you struggleto
keep your smile burning across your lips,or how many times you
swallowyour pride not to stir a war.Maybe you're obsessed by now
and she's only playing along,
out of pity because you've lost it all.
lapse he drove the car way past midnightpast the yellow street lights, tall polesharsh bright and beautiful, likemini-suns he stopped near the end of the roadwhere the thickets grew taller than dalmatians he rested his head on the steering wheel andcried until the shudders filled his world with fogand earthquakes why could i never make it long enough?he tantrummed in the car, thrashing at ghostshe yelled to absolutely no onethat's what he was to himself the skin on his left arm tugged a bit and he rolled up his jacket and felt it tiny lines he could barely feeland he kept on driving.
Fantasise Instead.Why can't you just shut upabout realityand make room for all thoselittle hopes and dreamsthat you hide awayfrom us?Then maybe you'd get a bigger pictureof yourselfand see how we see you.Would you like it?I'd just die to find out.
DepressedThe flame is extinguishedMy hopes and dreams are no moreLife has become a burdenAnd I don't even bother