Dear Universe,Can you tell 16 year old me that I'm 20 now and I made it out alive. She won't know what you're talking about, but at least she'll know it's possible.
What do you believe in?Do you believe in God .I do. If you dont believe in God believe in yourself and love. Love can heal many wounds. Do you believe in hell. To me it is a state of mind but evil does exist . Do you believe in heaven. I do. We all shine on like the beautiful stars . The question is what did you do with your life?Did you make a difference to someone. Money cant buy love but love can move mountains. Do you have faith in anything. Have faith in the power within your heart. Do you have hope? Hope for peace. Hope for a better world. I am a dreamer but I am unique. Think life is short friends . I i will live it each moment every second with awe and love. Love is the most powerful weapon use it with wisdom. Love with a honest heart and courage. Peace brothers and sisters. We are all a human family.
WeakSatan preys on the weakest of us.He plagues the minds of the broken.We who are torn in twoThat is who he plunges his fangs into.
I Tried, DammitYou werethe right piecefor an old puzzleand I broke youtrying to fit youin a new one.My knuckles are bleedingand I'm screamingat the top of mybattered lungsbut you're hemophobicand too deaf to hear me.
Sometimes Dead Girls Forget What Stars Look LikeThose nights insomnia catches up to me,I imagine what the sky must look like and I count the starsand I think, maybe they don't shine for us.Maybe their glow is their way of crying "notice me,I'm important and I can do good."Perhaps they're searching for meaning in their life,just the way we use them to search for our home across the oceanand for a new worldand for something other than dead sea.Maybe they're afraid of burning outjust like I'm afraid of burning down bridges and friendshipsand maybe they think they're not good enoughthat they could have been better,that they could have been a sun or a planetbut they missed their opportunity.I wonder if the stars live in cliques,or if those constellations are their family members,and I wonder if they ever get into fights with their parentsor run away from homeor write about it?I bet the stars live like us,but what would I know?I'm just a dead girl from the grave,and I haven't seen a star in decades.
The deserved MurderThe Deserved MurderWhether from the inside or outI know now that without a doubtYou’re dead, no longer a thorn in my sideNow do I care for the laws that abideTo this crime? no, for you have killed my beloved kinWith a never ending grin, time and time again.Should I mourn because you have a family and kidsWhen you’ve stashed the hearts of my brethren in lids?Fool, who do you think I am?Some foolish man that believes in Uncle Sam?Freedom for all and justice? Please, they do you no good.I’m the shadow of vengeance shrouded in a black hood.Whether the world thinks of my deed good or badYou will never once hear me become sad.Over a monster like you that only killed and pillageNow if your ghost is looking at me, good, for I shall smile as I send your dead body to your village.
Playing love, playing meWe'll smoke, drinking silenceSmiling gently, being nobodiesHere's to you and me,Here's to this partyPick a song, play me a lifePlay me softly, without empty liesDon't pretend, don't tell me noLet me down gently, let me down slowWe smoke, cigarettes extraordinaireWe drink some whiskey, maybe wineWe get too close and then get someWe play some music, we get some funI hold my breath, swallowing smokeYou're playing my body, playing that songNight is never endingNight is never oldWe get togetherGetting some loveMixing it with alcoholAdding little bloodBut don't you stopPlay me all night longAnd as long as you're playingNothing can go wrong
Empty ShellI didn’t think much of it when I was little.I didn’t notice all of the bottlesThat littered the counter tops and the coffee tables.I didn’t notice how you were always so unstable.I didn’t think it odd for a momentBecause the whole time I’ve been around you’ve been broken.I haven’t seen you actually happyAnd it kills me.I haven’t smelt your breath without a hint of liquorHiding behind it.You’ve always walked around with a heavier shadowThe darkness sticks to youIt slowly made its way from your shoesTo your insides and ate away at them until you were left hollow.A hollow shell.Somewhere on the climb up the mountain you fell.You broke all of your bonesAnd couldn’t make it back home.You never saw what it was like to see from the top of that mountain.To see that things get better,So you neverTried.The things that I never paid attention to when I was smallIs allThat I can see now.And I feel so horribleBecau
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