Sitting here in my head Listening to the past flow Why do I feel so lost All these songs sung long ago Still feel so connected Yet know nothing No longer a sorrowful teen Now older Not wiser Feel as though I am drowning In nothing I'm now a mum I must grow So they grow We both learn But hollow Feel so hollow Sitting here Alone I'm adulting now don't you know The mask I place upon my face Happy So happy But fake No feelings Empty The Mask I place upon my face Changes Cracks This mask Suffocates Feel as though I am drowning In nothing Everything Myself This mask I place upon my face Hides nothing Hides everything Pretending I gasp No breath I gasp But breathing This mask I place upon my face No one knows This mask I place upon my face How do they not know This mask I place upon my face Do they not know me This mask I place upon my face Will I always wear it This mask upon my face My face My mind breaks
Her sorrowful sobs welcome me into the room
I walk over to the bed, step by step
Her head tosses and turns as she hears me approach
Her arms try so franticly to be freed from the ropes
I site next to her and pull the blindfold from her eyes
They show fear her eyes do, so pleading to be free
I put the knife to her face, and caress her cheek with the blade
A whimper escapes her taped mouth, as the blade cuts into her skin
My thumb rubs against the cut, smudging her blood
Slowly I lift the tape from her mouth, letting out frightened cries and pleading sorrows of freedom
My finger shushes her, pressing against her lips, as a coo soothin
I raise my cup to the ceiling
As my life has come down with a blow
I place the cup down on the table
Look so dreamily up
As noises come so horribly down from above
Step by step up the stairs
They come to me louder, louder still
The hand so shaking on the railing
As my eyes look at the door
Step by step I come so closer still
I stop just as I reach out to the knob
At a crash is heard from inside
My breath in drawn in, and a step back
But they keep on coming
I step closer and reach again
This time opening the door, to my room
As my feet rest on the inside of my room
The sound of the crashing stops
I look around at my things
people talking shouting, at my head
i hear not a word said from there lips
my mind, my soul, me
i dont wont to hear there bikering
my eyes well up, and my ear hotten
as my feet bring me to my room
my arms bring out and slam the door, lock
my body is flug, apon my bed
as my hot tears run
my head is apon the pillow, wetting it cover
as my lungs heev in the air
my body seems to be adreamed
my mind is left with the yelling, my heart stone dead
my fingers glide over the blade, and my eyes well up again
i drop the blade, stech out my arm, and glid my fingers
over my scars
for all the past fight and fits
for all the times im in my r
A Night For Fun, But Misstakes by 1800fuckme, literature
Literature
A Night For Fun, But Misstakes
One night drinking starts with friends
Four teens, lots of drinks, lots of time
The night is young, the fire hot
The burnning in his eyes for her
Like the flames itself
The night was cool, not a drop
Tents picked up, ready for what ever
Mushmellows on sticks, drinks in hand
She see's him, so cute so grand
he is no milloner, but just a 16 year old boy
That night all get drunk, all so out of it
mother, farther of one of the kids
laughing so happyly, at the staggering teens
The two kids, falling for each other, so hoplessly
find them selves, being pushed into a relationship
Nether complain, nether shout, nether ask not one questio
Bang bash, hit crash
No silence in my head
Banging in my head
Bashing in my mind
Hitting ion my skull
Crashing in my mind
No silence anywhere
Can't hear not a word said
Faces looking at me
Lips moving words not said
All I hear
Is the jackhammer on my mind
Drilling, digging into my thoughts
Laying so still
White grim faces, dragging me off
Faces so still
Tear streaked cheeks
Watching me, talking to me
But why can't I hear
They talk I listen
But not a word do I hear
They cover my body
They cover my face
They cover their faces with there hands
I hear them now
Sobbing and not a word said
I hear them now
But why can't th
Stab Slash Cut Bash
Life Death Horror Love
So many images swimming through my head
Lights dimming flashing fading
Where go thou with my life?
Art thou the angel of life?
Or ist thou the angel of death?
Laying still no life to be seen
To thee we see, not but a dead copes
The underworld or havens above
Has comith and takith your soul
We lay here still, with tears dripping
A tear a second for thee not here with us
The tears for a thousand broken hearts
For thee has comith and takith our hearts
Drifting through thous day with dread
As a black death, an angel of death
Has comith and takith our love ones away
Drink now the brow of