

Succumb to PainA big part of something So suddenly nothing This child is tainted. \"Don\'t think,\" They will say Don\'t speak Or you\'ll break. Don\'t you regret You had made no mistake You trusted your heart A risk we all take. So you still Have that T on your arm? Scratch it real hard And watch as it fades. So I Watch your red eyes cry It\'s not worth your tears Don\'t dwell on a lie That has died.Succumb to Pain


Setting myself free from youIt used to be days like this,Setting myself free from you
I would find sanctuary in your heart. The tender touch of your lips, Now swallows me whole, And envelops me in an aura, An aura of sweet remorse.
Those past memories remain, Hindering my thoughts. They made me wish for more, But now I push them away.
Freedom of choice, Beyond old emotions. You gripped me before, But now I am freed.
And so the lights dim, On an empty street. Just you and I, You whisper “I love you”, I simply walk away.
With tears shed, My vision blurr


Rubberband 7472Stretch me to my limit See how far I go? Lets see how many times I have to snap back To live in this cruel world Stretch me, stretch me Watch me snap Feel how much I sting? It wont be long until I BREAK And you will see me bleed.Rubberband 7472


Absolutely BrillantAsleep on the drive home,Absolutely Brillant
\'10 miles to tragedy\' Road signs fading into terror its catching up to me I count minions,
they\'re in the palm of my hand
sins turn to fingers Betrayal,
Lust,
Forgiveness, Apathy, Jealousy i count them off, they slap me across the face Brillant, i tell you absolutely Brillant
All the memories,
I recounted them too NOTHING HAPPENED That note you wrote,
blasphemy. \'5 mi to diaster\' and that kiss good night? the aftertaste still is gorgeous I miss


Letting Go and Happy About ItNothing.Letting Go and Happy About It
A feeling of a void that was never filled and is content that way.
Hatred
A feeling of contempt filled with vindiction but never fully developed.
Need
A feeling of letting go glad to be here and free of you.
Forget
A feeling of loss- a place still aches at your name but I\'ve forgotten
To remember.
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Shooting stars and daffodils
Are all nice things to see
Crimzon streams and razor blades
Bring us back to reality
....are we?
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Twirling red ribbons
Exhaust my sore eyes
They slip off my wrist
And I wait here to DIE
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