AloneMy face is compressed against the window pane,
Emptiness is what I feel and bare deep inside,
A tear is shed for every drop of rain that falls,
A silent piercing scream to shatter the weakest of glass,
I'm living like I've already died,
I have to leave; it's time for me to soar and take flight.
Because I'm lonely and depressed,
You're the reason I'm feeling bad...
If I suddenly disappeared,
The prettiest of flowers wither and die within my hand,
No one is going notice,
I'm becoming more and more transparent,
And slowly vanishing from where I stand.
Burning MemoriesAll the horrid memories,
All the pain and cruel despair,
I wish to not remember,
Because I can't pretend that I don't see them,
I'm afraid to talk about it,
Make them disappear,
So I'm going to count down,
One by one I'm going to tear them out,
Write them on a piece of paper,
And light a match,
Watch it burn
9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1, gone
The RiderThe full moon rises,
And casts a luminescent glow,
A tingle through my fingertips,
A burning sensation coursing throughout my body,
I'm not myself,
This isn't me,
Engulfed in smoky ebony flames,
As I take my ride,
Faster and faster, exonerating in speed;
Leaving behind tiny specks of grey ashes.
Kill You With KindnessI'll kill you with kindness,
I'll smile really big,
I'll hug you really tight,
I'll make you laugh at the stupidest and most random things,
I'll laugh at my own jokes, my face growing bright red;
I'll poke your arm and your side,
I'll give you things that are incorporated with PINK,
PINK fuzzy; PINK mushy gushy things,
"The cuteness, it burns!!!"
Too bad, cause I love you.
Death to Your HeartI have a sharp katana blade to the tender flesh of your neck,
Infected and corrupt with the world's deception,
My hands will be soiled in deep crimson,
Destruction is my main obsession,
I'll be your eternal savoir from your never ending pain, the end of your very beginning, your every war;
I'll feed off of your sweet suffering, your negative energy, your sorrow;
Because I bare no emotion deep in this heart, it's locked up in its Plexiglas jar;
I'll tear you apart, slowly, bit by bit.
So when I take this katana to your ample neck,
I'll slice and cut out all your regrets and spiteful lies,
I'll stab your little precious heart,
Your blood is what I'll taste, the metallic that clings to my tongue;
This is the scene where you depart,
Such a pretty little sight,
No one will hear your cried out and hushed final words,
Now you're gone, it's too late
UglyI'm not that special,
My eyes have no shine, no glittery sparkle;
And as Tyra would say "Your eyes can smile."
My eyes don't,
They reflect darkness and emptiness,
I'm not cute, not gorgeous, and not beautiful;
My smile isn't breathtaking,
My strut isn't show-stopping,
My body lacks voluptuous curves, perky assets
I think I'm ugly and nobody wants to know me,
Just like her,
I want to be pretty; I want to be pretty;
Don't lie to my face,
Because I think I'm ugly.
Black HeartMy heart is sunk in total darkness,
Blackened, consumed by surrounding inky obsidian shadows;
Pinning my torment, agony, and pain on others;
Colliding with their negative energy,
A metallic crimson taste clinging to my tongue,
My shattered, broken soul;
Mourning in my anguish,
I shall wash away my empty bitterness...