Please
Let me cut just one more time...
Having a good time tonight
Having a great time, the best time...
Silent tears wash down her angelic face;
This little girl dressed in a black gown...
Slice my wrists
Cure my pain...
Kill me fast
Kill me slow...
Darkness has fallen around me,
once again i am caught...
How would your suicide be
Would you televise it for all to see...
I woke up one morning and realized you don't want...
I didn't belong before I belonged to you. You took...
-`Written for a Contest.`-
Droplets of rain fall down upon our bodies...
It snowed outside today
and I forgot what summer was...
Your blue eyes pierce through my heart like a...
killing me softly...
Angel be my friend and take me for who I am
Angel sit and talk a while...
No more tears fall for him,
She cried her eye's dry...
With cliche lines and melodies
Ill express the things I cannot say...
Welcome to the world
of butterfly wings...
FEELING PAIN ,NOTHING ELSE TO GAIN.
WANT TO CRY OVER THE WET RAIN...
Baby, I am so cold
Spread your angel wings...
I taste the blood,
I smell the fear...
A smile, a laugh.
A hug, a kiss...
Floating through the velvet cotton
that you keep stuffed in your brain...
Through the masquerade liars
they found one another...
Cockle shells in the morning's glory
wither away to forget-me-nots...
Beautiful black box
engraved with lies...
**This poem is a stanza by stanza conversation...
My razor blade so small and shiny...
Gossamer wings reflect and glitter
Reader, see watch the beautiful light...
Dying is a touchy thing
that is exposed when one sees pain...
Sun shining,
Hearts Pining...
From LAUREN
to : tylor...
You made me laugh, you made me cry but worst of...
When your little girl is five
she'll tell you I love you...
I saw a butterfly today,
it was lying dead on the grass...
Static from the radio,
it's all just lights and sounds...
Hide-and-seek hearts
have a mind of their own...
When I was a little girl,
I dreamed of the perfect fairy tale...
Every day is like the same day,
Sitting back and watching my life waste away...
Little black boxes
and pumpkin cars...
You're the brightest colour crayon
in the box of monochromes and pastels...
Demons screaming in the head
Of the one he left for dead...
You're not the first girl
To draw her fears on her arms...
The vindication of the razor, the only passion...
But if passion fly's astray then, my darling, what...
Carve out my eyes
and watch me bleed...