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by MelindaJoy Nov 5, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
There is something wrong here I don’t belong here The fear of the dark Mark’s my mind You find the darkness That grows with in Hidden in stonewall cells As I fall I see things that I shouldn’t Memories zap though my mind Being not so kind You will find Drunken hits Throwing fits His gun Pleading of ton I’m feeding of things That happened in the past Zapping though my mind Ever so fast Hating every part of it Bitten into old history It has its own mystery The souls call me down Cause I know I know what they have done And no I refuse to tell Shall this be my destiny? Only time should tell I know they want me already Cause everything I touch I go back in history Suicidal attempts, murders, and more Hell how can any man Rape his daughter Than smack her to the floorThe sad thing is It happens everyday For the life turns to fade Either choosing heaven or hell Having not a thought To tell anyone of what they done Cause they know What they have done is wrong A long night In the big house Is not what they want. They only lost their temper once But the one time It lost someone’s life Heck look at little Stephanie’s life Was in her moms hands Her older brother Held her doll up to the fan Saying “Barbie will die†Her mom takes the knife So fed up with the fights Stabbed her son And realized what she has done Blamed it on her daughter And drowned her in the pool She was the fool But yet her husband was blamed Executed for the mothers mistakes Now I see all this action That happened years ago Not wanting anymore As my mind zaps through history Never giving it once more Cause all the history Can never change its mystery
by Pinto Bean Power
O.o scary...