Past times are floating in my mind, tears are welling.
Tears welling in my eyes.
Hear me.
Past times are floating in my mind, tears are welling.
Tears welling in my eyes.
Hear me.
Crying. Crying at night. Oh crying all night!
Hear me, hear me cry!
Hear me cry!
Watch me, watch me die!
Die inside!
Such a sweet innocent girl, I used to be.
I used to be.
Watch me.
Such a sweet innocent girl, I used to be.
I used to be.
Watch me.
Dying. Dying at night. Dying through the night!
Hear me, hear me cry!
Hear me cry!
Watch me, watch me die!
Die inside!
Hear me, hear me cry!
Hear me cry!
Watch me, watch me die!
Die inside!
Sad Statue of Liberty by KillMyBleedingHeart, literature
Literature
Sad Statue of Liberty
Bodies are everywhere,
Main streets and shopping malls,
Many with greying hair,
Looking over the falls.
No one is busy,
Plenty time to fix the world.
Oh no, oh NO!
It's way too late.
Look at this here world,
Crumbling with greed and hate.
Maybe it was fate?
One left, Sad Statue of Liberty.
No one is busy,
Plenty time to fix the world.
Oh no, oh NO!
It's way too late.
People left, people right,
All wrong, all WRONG!
Made mistakes,
Now left all to suffer.
Look at this here world,
Crumbling with greed and hate.
Maybe it was fate?
One left, Sad Statue of Liberty.
Where did all our values go?
Out the window, out the WINDOW
Was the past just it, the past?
Was it something good, or bad?
Was meant to be a past time?
Or was it mean to last?
To tell you the truth, I don't know.
I don't know what happened exactly.
And I wish it didn't happen.
I so wish it didn't.
Do you ever cry about the past?
Do you ever wish it never happened?
Do you wish you could just make up?
Or do you wish that you never knew me to start with?
Well I can't answer that for you.
I wish it never happened.
I wish we were still talking.
I wish we were still friends.
Do you wish that you could go back to that time?
Do you wish that everything was never complicated?
Do you wish you
Are you scared? by KillMyBleedingHeart, literature
Literature
Are you scared?
Are you scared,
Of who you are?
What you want?
What you feel?
Want to express?
Are you scared,
Of me?
What I can say?
What I can do to you?
What I can make you think?
Are you scared,
Of the thoughts in your head?
The nightmares of your mistakes?
What that little voice says?
What lurks behind the corners in your brain?
Are you scared,
Of the world around you?
The familiar face you tried to forget?
The ones you shut out?
The people who are now silently stalking you?
Are you scared,
Of your past?
Your present?
Your future?
The time that never moves?
Are you scared,
Of the real world?
Your fantasies?
Your dreams?
Your
Try and try.
Why bother?
I tried to make you and everyone else happy.
Why did I bother?
You always pushed me down.
Why bother?
You didn't care.
Why...?
All I wanted was to be with you, know you, be friends.
There was no point.
Always shoved back, ignored, left out.
Never going to work.
It's too late now. I won't be talking to you any more.
Why?
Why? Why? The reason why, is because I am going to DIE .
You did this, you hurt me, and now because of you, I am dead. Suicide by poisoning.
And it was all your fault.
Eyes dry and sore,
Breathing is almost too difficult to do any more.
"I will always love you..."
Sitting along in my room,
Pillow is squeezed tightly and is all damp.
"You are all I care about..."
My heart has turned cold,
It sinks like a rock at the bottom of a rock pool.
"Together forever, ich liebe dich..."
I feel a blade go right through me,
As I think of your words, the good and bad.
"I would pick..."
I thought I knew,
But the voices were right, always right.
"I am sorry but I don't pick you..."
You don't love me,
But still ich liebe dich (I love you).
Your Love saved and Killed me by KillMyBleedingHeart, literature
Literature
Your Love saved and Killed me
Just a few years ago I was in the worst part of my life.
Sitting there every night in my room creating my perminate tattoo of what I feel for myself.
HATE was engraved in my skin, I hated everything, but mainly my self for everything that happened.
You were the one who saved me. I was sitting in my room about to give up. My face wet, my eyes sore from crying. I raised the blade to my wrist and pressed the cool sharp metal into my skin and ripped it across.
The blood welled and dripped from the cut. That's when you came in. You saw the blood and immediately rushed over to me.
"What happened?" you said shocked. I had lost a lot of blood
Sitting alone I look around.
I see everyone with smiles,
I hear them laugh.
Once I was the same,
Smiling,
laughing.
But not any more.
I am alone, and always will be.
The sadness builds in me.
I see them, but they don't see me.
They used to, but now I don't exist.
Sitting alone in this corner,
My eye fill with tears.
Why did the cast me out?
What did I do to make them hate me?
Their laughter hurts.
It cuts me inside.
I put my headphones in to block it out.
It hurts to hear them.
I knew them, all of them.
They were my friends.
Past times are floating in my mind, tears are welling.
Tears welling in my eyes.
Hear me.
Past times are floating in my mind, tears are welling.
Tears welling in my eyes.
Hear me.
Crying. Crying at night. Oh crying all night!
Hear me, hear me cry!
Hear me cry!
Watch me, watch me die!
Die inside!
Such a sweet innocent girl, I used to be.
I used to be.
Watch me.
Such a sweet innocent girl, I used to be.
I used to be.
Watch me.
Dying. Dying at night. Dying through the night!
Hear me, hear me cry!
Hear me cry!
Watch me, watch me die!
Die inside!
Hear me, hear me cry!
Hear me cry!
Watch me, watch me die!
Die inside!
Sad Statue of Liberty by KillMyBleedingHeart, literature
Literature
Sad Statue of Liberty
Bodies are everywhere,
Main streets and shopping malls,
Many with greying hair,
Looking over the falls.
No one is busy,
Plenty time to fix the world.
Oh no, oh NO!
It's way too late.
Look at this here world,
Crumbling with greed and hate.
Maybe it was fate?
One left, Sad Statue of Liberty.
No one is busy,
Plenty time to fix the world.
Oh no, oh NO!
It's way too late.
People left, people right,
All wrong, all WRONG!
Made mistakes,
Now left all to suffer.
Look at this here world,
Crumbling with greed and hate.
Maybe it was fate?
One left, Sad Statue of Liberty.
Where did all our values go?
Out the window, out the WINDOW
Was the past just it, the past?
Was it something good, or bad?
Was meant to be a past time?
Or was it mean to last?
To tell you the truth, I don't know.
I don't know what happened exactly.
And I wish it didn't happen.
I so wish it didn't.
Do you ever cry about the past?
Do you ever wish it never happened?
Do you wish you could just make up?
Or do you wish that you never knew me to start with?
Well I can't answer that for you.
I wish it never happened.
I wish we were still talking.
I wish we were still friends.
Do you wish that you could go back to that time?
Do you wish that everything was never complicated?
Do you wish you
Are you scared? by KillMyBleedingHeart, literature
Literature
Are you scared?
Are you scared,
Of who you are?
What you want?
What you feel?
Want to express?
Are you scared,
Of me?
What I can say?
What I can do to you?
What I can make you think?
Are you scared,
Of the thoughts in your head?
The nightmares of your mistakes?
What that little voice says?
What lurks behind the corners in your brain?
Are you scared,
Of the world around you?
The familiar face you tried to forget?
The ones you shut out?
The people who are now silently stalking you?
Are you scared,
Of your past?
Your present?
Your future?
The time that never moves?
Are you scared,
Of the real world?
Your fantasies?
Your dreams?
Your
Try and try.
Why bother?
I tried to make you and everyone else happy.
Why did I bother?
You always pushed me down.
Why bother?
You didn't care.
Why...?
All I wanted was to be with you, know you, be friends.
There was no point.
Always shoved back, ignored, left out.
Never going to work.
It's too late now. I won't be talking to you any more.
Why?
Why? Why? The reason why, is because I am going to DIE .
You did this, you hurt me, and now because of you, I am dead. Suicide by poisoning.
And it was all your fault.
Eyes dry and sore,
Breathing is almost too difficult to do any more.
"I will always love you..."
Sitting along in my room,
Pillow is squeezed tightly and is all damp.
"You are all I care about..."
My heart has turned cold,
It sinks like a rock at the bottom of a rock pool.
"Together forever, ich liebe dich..."
I feel a blade go right through me,
As I think of your words, the good and bad.
"I would pick..."
I thought I knew,
But the voices were right, always right.
"I am sorry but I don't pick you..."
You don't love me,
But still ich liebe dich (I love you).
Your Love saved and Killed me by KillMyBleedingHeart, literature
Literature
Your Love saved and Killed me
Just a few years ago I was in the worst part of my life.
Sitting there every night in my room creating my perminate tattoo of what I feel for myself.
HATE was engraved in my skin, I hated everything, but mainly my self for everything that happened.
You were the one who saved me. I was sitting in my room about to give up. My face wet, my eyes sore from crying. I raised the blade to my wrist and pressed the cool sharp metal into my skin and ripped it across.
The blood welled and dripped from the cut. That's when you came in. You saw the blood and immediately rushed over to me.
"What happened?" you said shocked. I had lost a lot of blood
Sitting alone I look around.
I see everyone with smiles,
I hear them laugh.
Once I was the same,
Smiling,
laughing.
But not any more.
I am alone, and always will be.
The sadness builds in me.
I see them, but they don't see me.
They used to, but now I don't exist.
Sitting alone in this corner,
My eye fill with tears.
Why did the cast me out?
What did I do to make them hate me?
Their laughter hurts.
It cuts me inside.
I put my headphones in to block it out.
It hurts to hear them.
I knew them, all of them.
They were my friends.
Our backs to one another;
our lips so close i can almost
taste your intoxicating scent
Do you feel the tension?
The ever rising lust driven between us?
I feel you and i melt
Your eyes are dark,
hooded with power
The dam breaks and my crystalline tears fall
Do you hear me?
My cry every time you strike
I hear you
I see you
Your in my every dream
I awaken each night, glistening with
sweat, your lips inches from where i want them
My lips so cold from abandonment
Do you remember our past?
Those days i would annoy you even
if you sneered with hidden love?
To me; your my everything
Am i so important to you
No....
I think not
One day you sh
Manifest your anger
call upon your lust;
Flamboyant tirades and
Undercoated sadness
I feel you now;
Come into my arms,
weep for the dead
anguish for the lost
I feel you;
Set aside that awareness
crumble your sadness
I feel you now;
in my heart
How much can one being bare?
Trust me with your thoughts
open up your mind to me
I am here for you now;
Relax the tension;
Soothe the anxiety
I am here
I feel you now
Will you feel me?
Take the weight from my shoulders and
soothe me as i have done for you?
I trust you with my thoughts,
my sadness
my loss
Will you feel me now?
Complex feelings by EternalFireOfDeath, literature
Literature
Complex feelings
Crystalline annihilation-
The breaking of the heart.
Such fragile things we are,
To love with such naivety!
Diaphanous sincerity-
An ode they'll never see.
Such an oblivious emotion,
And one I'll never be.
If I live tomorrow,
Only to die my way.
Will you endeavour,
To find bliss in pain.
A complex operation,
To break a broken heart.
A paradoxical approach
To a strange simplicity.
Fragile, Fragile, Fragile,
Help
Human emotions are,
I will destroy them all
No hesitation it's wrong.
save me
The only way to win is obliteration!
If I cannot feel then,
Nothing will harm me.
but me
Is this assumption conceivable?
It must all be overthrown,
By my own hands!
please stop me
I can't take the pounding in my head,
It hurts so much,
save me
I-I-I need no emotions
I need them!
A hindrance I swear,
I will be better off!
I won't
Please, I need to be free,
From this ultimate price.
The sin of emotion,
is good
It will not rub off!
a mark of life
I'm in this mess,
and it's spiralling down.
There's no more to confess,
Yet I'm starting to drown.
Every time I try,
I get knocked to the ground.
And I'm still asking why,
this keeps coming around.
This pain in my mind,
is infecting my soul.
I just need to unwind,
'Cause it's taking it's toll.
My heart's at it's worst,
And i'm starting to break.
I know I've been cursed,
'Cause my life's just an ache.
I beg for my death,
As I hide in the dark.
Wait for my last breath,
I will leave my mark.
Drag yourself to the door,
Feel the tears on your cheek.
When there isn't a cure,
And your outlook is bleak.
I keep going wrong,
A Tie 4 My Chest, Ty4 My Heart by lackofevolution, literature
Literature
A Tie 4 My Chest, Ty4 My Heart
I would hide from the heart that searched for me, it is wrong,
That I could be more then a single note in a two hour song,
I watch the rain fall and feel warm,
The rain drops plus me, we would form,
The outline of one sad and fleeting life,
The assumed justification of a bleeding knife,
I look down when trapped alone in my room,
I locked the door and accepted this man made tomb,
Posters stare and begin to pray,
That my negative thoughts wont stay,
Books stand and dare me to read,
Collect our information and challenge the desire to bleed,
A TV flickers in the background, hoping to be a distraction,
From the blood under my skin tha
The Pain Of Anothers' Choice by lackofevolution, literature
Literature
The Pain Of Anothers' Choice
The scars I wear come with a label of blame,
The words; you and I fuse, they have become that same,
Calenders have been replaced, time lost,
The scars I wear, my love became the cost,
Love became care then eventually the ability to tolerate,
One action over time, blurred the gap between love and hate,
Scars are given life in a distant room,
Creating an idea for most; the desire of a nameless tomb,
The blood I fail to see, the sensation remains in sight,
The blood must have ran free, the swaying tongue I chose to bite,
My family is surrogated, a sibling remains with me,
The smile she hides behind is printed, a reality is key,
One o
Thoughts In Liguid Form by lackofevolution, literature
Literature
Thoughts In Liguid Form
I stare at my arm with anger for I know that it can't contain,
The reactions to my past, the assumptions hiding in the dancing rain,
Don't say that you care, don't you dare begin to stare,
My skin shakes, there's only so much it can bare,
Don't say for me you have hope,
Trying to hide, my tears can't cope,
Don't say that u feel, don't say that pain can heal,
My skin shakes, only one perception can be real,
Don't say that for me you have lust or love,
Trying to hide, the gun waiting to shoot the white dove,
Don't say that there isn't shame; don't say there isn't blame,
My skin shakes; I notice the forgotten cigarette butt and know w
Beneath labels and connected behaviours, I lay covered,
The death of my mother, now by the grim reaper I am mothered,
Life is time; I'm just beyond a measurement,
I am a bias enemy, indirect resentment,
I am the hidden item in the lost tomb,
I am the invisible sight, lost within my bedroom,
I want acknowledgment, but don't ask for,
For the voice I seek may attack my core,
The needle at the bottom of the haystack,
The outline of an image hidden within in the black,
The cause of disagreements, the eventual fight,
The outline of an image hidden within in the white,
Can you see the other side of the wall?
The distant face, a reason f
Past times are floating in my mind, tears are welling.
Tears welling in my eyes.
Hear me.
Past times are floating in my mind, tears are welling.
Tears welling in my eyes.
Hear me.
Crying. Crying at night. Oh crying all night!
Hear me, hear me cry!
Hear me cry!
Watch me, watch me die!
Die inside!
Such a sweet innocent girl, I used to be.
I used to be.
Watch me.
Such a sweet innocent girl, I used to be.
I used to be.
Watch me.
Dying. Dying at night. Dying through the night!
Hear me, hear me cry!
Hear me cry!
Watch me, watch me die!
Die inside!
Hear me, hear me cry!
Hear me cry!
Watch me, watch me die!
Die inside!
♥♥♥Emo doesn't mean u cut. Emo doesn't mean ur gay. Emo doesn't mean ur suicidal. Emo is real. Emo is people. Emo is everything. Emo is a label. Emo is being free. Free to be you. Free to express. Free to tell everyone to f*** off!! Emo is just a word .-EMOS- *Are not cry babies *Do not always wear black *Can be very nice people *Don't always cut themselves *Are not always depressed *Can be happy too *Are normal people just like you (Put this on your profile if you agree with this.) PUT THIS ON UR PAGE IF YOU SUPORT EMOS!!!!♥♥♥
I am so sick of my life, I HATE IT SO MUCH.
No matter what I do, I get in trouble, no matter what it is.
If it involves me in anyway, I get yelled at. I just want to die. It would be easier that way.
The only place I feel truly safe at and the only place that makes me really happy is my work.
I can't stand it for much longer, I just can't...
I am so so tired. Tired of everything.
I am constantly sad to the point I cry. I hate it so much.
I tried to stop cutting myself, but have still done it. I am so worthless, many people would want me to just die or replace me.
I should just get my razor tonight and just slit my wrists. Then there will be no more pain.
+Kiss on the stomach = "I'm ready"
+Kiss on the Forehead = "I hope we're together forever"
+Kiss on the Ear = "You're my everything"
+Kiss on the Cheek = "We're friends"
+Kiss on the Hand = "I adore you"
+Kiss on the Neck = "we belong together"
+Kiss on the Shoulder = "I want you"
+Kiss on the Lips = "I love you"
What the gesture means...
+Holding Hands = "we definitely love each other"
+Slap on the Butt = "That's mine"
+Holding on tight = "I don't want to let go"
+Looking into each others Eyes = "I just plain love you"
+Playing with Hair = "Tell me you love me"
+Arms around the Waist = "I love you too much to let go"
+Laughing