I just write depending on my mood. If Im depressed, i write sad poems. If Im angry, dark poems, and so forth. I am also in the process of writing my first novel!! YAY ME!!! |
Knives with dripping blood,
Punctured flesh wet with redness...
Sitting here staring at a blank page,
Wondering what to say...
Every time I turn around,
I see your face...
I see a girl who wants to be happy,
All she wants is love...
Many words come to my mind.
I cant make sense of them...
This time has been different.
After I left him for you...
I was walking dowm the street one day,
And saw a woman with a rose...
If the world could only see,
How bad it likes to treat me...
Crying in the night,
Not saying what is wrong...
Lost in the depth of confusion and doubt, awaiting the perfect hand to pull me out. |
Take Me, Rape Me, Mutilate Me |
You were there for me when I needed you most, but now I can see, that when you got what you wanted from me, I was just a pawn in your misery. |