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In the dark I hide
Under the bed
As I watch his
Shadow go by
He's looking for me
So he shuts the bedroom door
He doesn't want me
To escape like I did before
These chills running
Up my spine, are
Causing me to panic
And cry at the same time
Daddy said he
Would stop drinking
Daddy promised that
He would try, but
I guess everything Daddy said
Was nothing more then a lie
When Daddy gets drunk
He goes crazy and
Hits and screams
He beats mommy
Until she's unconscious
Then he goes looking for me
I hear his footsteps
Throughout my room
He looks through my closet
While screaming,
"EMMA WHERE ARE YOU!?"
He's staggering

.::+Alone+::._written story

There once was a girl
Who was all alone
She used to be happy
Until taken out of
Her comfort zone
She built up walls
They were so tall,
They could reach the sky
She didn't want
To hear the world
And all of its lies
Every day was the same
Tears in the morning and
Tears at night
What was there for her
Besides unhappiness and spite?
She hated the world
She hated herself
She hated everything alive
She just wanted the
Pain to stop, she
Just wanted to die
What future did she have
Nothing but tears and sorrow
Every day would be the same
Because every day was tomorrow
But in her heart
There is still a little
Drop of hope

A New Beginning, pt. 3

新たな始まり- A New Beginning, Vampire Knight Continued

Over the next few weeks, Roy and Rose began to look forward to seeing each other. They'd pass notes by sticking them in between the pages of books they'd pass back and forth.
Roy was beginning to realize that she was abnormal. One day, he'd been stressed about school work, adn she'd said exactly what he needed to hear. Sometimes, she'd answer a question before he'd ask them, or hum the same song he was thinking about.
He was coming up with a plan. He had to know how she was doing it.

I stepped up to the classroom door, annoyed by the light. Why

Dear Voice inside my headDear voice inside my head

Find someplace else to haunt instead
There's other places for you to be
There's other sights that you could see
The head that you are now pestering
Is really not all that interesting

You are such a giant pet peeve!
Please, won't you just take your leave?
We had some good times but mostly bad,
There's better times that's to be had
So let us go our separate ways
Never meet again, not another day

Okay bye now, ciao ciao,
It's been, well, bad while it lasted,
Hurry, another line's to be casted
Go now, I will help you pack
As long as you leave and never come back.

The Fallen OneI see a fallen angel without any wing,
falling behind in a foolish comedy.

Lunging for life, revenge, and passion,
feeling his self shattered in repression.

This fallen angel has got long brown hair,
ending in a curl, like a circle of death.

He is destroying his soul with grief,
but winner or loser, he will see the defeat.

This fallen angel has lost his kindness,
he is surrendering every day at the claw of madness.

A torture, he says, when they recall his past,
the truth is that his fear is the chance being the last.

A fallen angel whose rancor leads to doom,
a guilty one, sealed inside a loop.

When he fell from his god's sight,

Seasonal ShiftAfter Autumn has robbed the trees
of their green foliage splendor,
the sky becomes a steely gray
in anticipation of cold Winter.

After Winter's frosts have chilled,
only the bravest birds still sing
until the sun breaks across the sky
and ushers in beautiful Spring.

After Spring makes the world bright,
she waits for a more luminous comer.
The world is green and days grow longer
with the arrival of scorching Summer.

After Summer's warm days unfold
the rivers run dry to the bottom.
A bountiful harvest waits in the fields
for the entrance of colorful Autumn.

Hugs.They come in a million ways.

Sometimes quick-
On the way out the door one cold morning.

They mean so much inbetween.

Whispered skin rushed against one another,
Arms held across each other.

Secrets float through the air,
You don't want to let go-
You fear the moment when you watch the person dissapear.

You want them in your arms once more-
Wishing you could whisper that you care,
That you love them.

The memory of their perfume lingers on your clothes.

You try not to cry-
When the hug turns into a silent good bye.

You watch the luggage pile up.

The house divided with coloured sticky notes-
The car holding everything you loved,

For the Coming Death of MeSnap my neck
Or, snap me back
Show me the path
Tell me the truth

Cut my throat
Or, cut out all of the stories lies
Alice can only walk in her wonderland
Before reality over comes her

Stab me in the back
Or, scream your truths in my face
You are now the root
Of a new agonizing fear

Hang me to suffocate
Or, hang out the old photos and give me a reason
to stop and ponder, and wonder once more
The reason behind your actions

Overdose me till I can take no more
Before I choke on the words of the next lie
You planted the seeds of hate
Knowing full wll what you were doing

Let me "slip" and fall off this cliff
Before I fall

Broken Promises.I nailed my heart back into my chest-
And wiped my tears when you disappeared.

I see no hope for us.

I think we're over and done,
Death is calling my name-
You have left me in vain.

I hope your life is fucking swell,
That your love finds its match somewhere in hell.

I wish you almost the best-
And offer another apology to the list.

I couldn't be whom you wanted,
Couldn't rise up to your expectations.

I'm sorry I couldn't change.

Sorry I couldn't be,
Your perfect little baby.

It's time for me to go-
Maybe I'll come back as a pretty ghost.

All I know is,
I'll always love you.

Cry outPoets find your presence in the fire and the storm.
They seek you in majesty.
They look at mountains and see the ridges of your thumbprint.
They cry your praise when you paint the autumn.
They throw open their hearts to the sun.
They marvel as the cold kernel stirs to life.

But you are in the bitter days as well,
the afternoons so dull I could weep.
You are the maker of anthills as well as mountains,
and the stately wake of the single crackled leaf.
You drew the colour from the sunset and breathed grey fog.
You kill some seeds, barren rocks that litter the ground and will never grow.

You are in despair as well as in triumph -- per

Mein Freundmy friend...
Who stood there whenever I want to
Who came every time I need you, even if I don't call you
Who keeps my secrets in the depth of the hearts
who never leaves
always obeys me
knows the best of every thing...

my friend...
I remember everything
you get mad, you get jealous...
Even when you don't need to...
You taught me, prevented me from doing things
Accompanied me along, remained silent,
Reject my offers, saying ghosts don't eat,
when you're not one

my friend...
you don't want to lose me
you helped me make decisions
you tried to make me do the best of everything
made me try harder
even if I didn't want to...

m

anotherthe slow beat
that's all i can focus on
i don't know what this is
a poem
a story
the thoughts of an insane girl
writen here the moment they come to mind
i am a poet with a twisted wrist
words swirl like lights to make sentences
that make sence to no one
spacesareuseless
i don't know what i am saying
don't know how to make it flow
i can't fit them together
to make them whole
muddy paws are staining my sheets
eyes read apoligy
i want to be something
so very badly
i have the mind
i have the words
i have the awnsers
but i don't have the control
to write what i think
the moment i think it
is the only way
to get my point a

Help meHelp me
My eyes are burning
Help me
The tears are so painful
Help me

I never knew tears could cut
Like that evil razor
Like I'm crying blood
Help me
Bloodshot and raw
I just want to stop them
Help me stop them

I've never cried so much
Help me
I don't even know whats wrong
Help me
What is my problem?

Cut cut cut?!
Can't can't can't...
Just cry little one
Help me
Heal these wounds
They've been open for too long
Eyes hurt so much

But I can take it.

You Curse Of Me But I Love Of You~ You Curse Of Me But I Love Of You And All There Is To You ~

Wipe away these tears my lonesome, melodies of a twisted lullaby,
Fairy tales are just a faux; my love for you is with of course
Out of a clue,

Once in this blue moon i stand beneath the dimmed light, i cry in crimson, a tainted
Love story i have wrote,

For we imagine love be like Shakespeare and lover be like Romeo, we wish upon a
Wishing star for our one and lonely to hold our hand but to never let go,
From what I know is that love is like a bullet to the heart, so I give you this shovel
To bury all your hopes, so take this sermon of love
To only etch into your so

I Prayed and PrayedI prayed and I prayed
Everyday
Every night
I wasn't sure if the part of my heart and soul loaned for the most was being heard
But I kept on praying for what my heart and soul needed

My heart and soul spoke to me often of what was absent
So again and again I sent up another prayer to be echoed across the heavens
Echoed so often I knew by now every angel in the heavens had heard it
And I knew that God himself had taken it into account

Though I was lead down many broken, cold, forsaken, hate-filled, painful, and sad roads
I often wondered if the very thing my heart and soul cried out for was really being heard
Time would soon reveal t

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by ~missEyez, Nov 24, 2011, 2:25:48 PM
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Hiding in my closet
With my doll in my arms
I close my eyes and
Cover my ears, and
Pretend that nothings happened
Usually daddy just hits
Mommy once or twice,
But I keep hearing her
Screaming and she begs
Him to stop, I
Hear him say that he
Hates her and he
Wants her to pay
I whisper a prayer for mommy
Because I don't know
What to do, suddenly
I start to cry and
Hope God helps her soon
I hear mommy give a scream so loud
Then it's silent....quiet as a mouse
I slowly come out of my closet
And start looking around the house
There I see mommy
On the kitchen floor,
Lying face down with
Blood all around her
I cry so hard while
holding my doll tight
My daddy is standing
Over her and in his hand
The bloody knife...
He looks at mommy
Then back at me
He looks crazy and
He says ever so softly
"You're a witness."
And I know what's coming
My daddy starts walking
Towards me, with murder
In his dark eyes...
This is the story on
How me and my mommy died...