After All This TimeI still think about you,When I'm alone at night.I still miss you,When you're gone from my sight.I still dream of you,Much more than you know.Why did you ever leave me?Why did you have to go?
I amI am part of the background.I am a faded memory.I am the silence full of sound.I am whatever you need me to be.I am what's lurking in the night.I am the dark inside your mind.I am the thing that makes you fight.I am the thing that makes you blind.I am the part of you that's true.I am the part that no one sees.I am part of the background.I am a faded memory.
I Love YouI love you.With every move,With every muscle,With every bone,With every thought,With every dream,With every nightmare,With every pain,With every joy,With every smile,With every tear,With every laugh,With every sob,With every gasp,With every moan,With every breath,With every kiss,With every drop of blood,I love you.
Her"I'll slip my hands beneath your dress,And rake my nails down your chest,"And as her nails split my skin,I shivered in delightful sin.Sometimes I miss her scornful lips,Her searing kiss, her perfect hips.How it felt with her beneath me,Her body trembling in ecstasy.With thoughts of her running through my head,It's so much colder here in bed.I could fill this empty space,But I could never forget her face...
Turn Towards MeThe light, it stung. She tried to run,But to where could she flee?The whispers rang throughout her head,And so she turned to me.I wrapped her up in my embrace,Quieting her fears.I brought my lips down to her face,Kissing away her tears.
GameI laugh because I know your game I've played that game, as wellIt starts out just heavenly But then turns into HellI learned my lesson, quit the game None of it was trueWhen will you see past the lie? It's only hurting you
ScarsThese scars I've made,Still bloody and new,They're my testimony,Now I won't forget you.
BleedI grasp the handle, Your face clouding my headCool metal against my skin, Your laugh resounding in my earsAs I drag the knife across, Your smile is all I seeThe blade piercing my flesh, See how you make me bleed?I should hate you with a passion, But the passions all I feelI never should have told you, And now the pain is all too real.
BeautifulA marble faceA blank expressionNo emotion Shes still beautifulA sullen frownA saddened gazeAs blue as the ocean Shes still beautifulShe says I'm wrongShe says Im blindShe has no idea that She's too beautifulIn her presenceI feel weakI feel lowI feel smallShe has no idea thatWhen she smilesThe world is so much more Beautiful
EmpyreanMomma said to never marry an astronaut,they will always prefer the twinkling starlightto the light in your eyes.They'll only end up in ships that floataimlessly in zero gravity and you will not be there.Momma said to never marry an astronaut.You will stand firmly on the earth,clutching the ground and knowingthey will always prefer the twinkling starlight.Planets will fracture and stars will collapselong before he recognizes he can travelto the light in your eyes.
Inflation DayI walked into my roomPulled out some loose clothing to wearThen I went into my closetAnd pulled out a large tank of air.I stuck the hose in my bellybuttonI said "This is going to be great!"I went to the airtankAnd turned the knob up to eight.I felt the air enter my bodyI had hoped it would soonThat's when it actually happenedI was inflating like a balloon!My belly was getting rounderI poked it once or twiceMy whole body was getting enormousThe feeling was very nice.However, I was quickly losing mobilityI was bigger in width than heightSoon, I was feeling lots of pressureAnd my belly feels really tight.I tried to pull the hose outUnfortunately, it was stuckAnd now I can't move to reach the airtankWell great, just my luck....The expanding feeling is just too greatI don't really think I want to stop....However, I'm starting to feel pretty fullAnd now I think I'm going to pop!!!!
May 3rd 2016 (The Lists)Bright shining armorAnd a keenly polished swordAre not my measureIt is not the strength of armsBut the strength of my honorChivalry still livesHer favor steadies my lanceAs my breathing stillsBut my heart beats, pounds, in timeWith the thudding of the hoovesWaiting for the flag to drop.
EmoEmo*are not crybabies*do not always wear black*can be VERY nice people*do not always cut themselves*are not always depressed*can be happy too*are normal people just like you!*EMO is just a label for emotional people!that tend to fall in love easly and cry
RapeYou said it would not hurt, as you advanced;Yet nothing but pain was inflicted, yourSecretive smirk left me lost in a trance,I was young and vulnerable, unsure.You told me to trust you, though I did notYour words sliced through my soul; you took controlOf my mind, you left me with not one shotTo sew back together this gaping hole.You took from me, my pride, my innocenceSo you could receive what I did not wantTo give you; You struck, as though with vengeance,Though I had not wronged you; I fear you'll hauntMy dreams forever, release from my mindNever, you poisoned this victim; left blind.
One-Shot: Thomarie nuestro primer besoThomas PovNunca imagine que el momento que tanto esperé fuera así, tan inusual, sin planear nada, solo así sin nada; no salió como me lo esperaba; todo fue único y especial. Me sorprendió que aunque fuera un accidente lo valoro tanto; no sé si tú lo valores tanto como yo este momento; aunque fue accidental para mí fue muy especial.Aún recuerdo ese caluroso día de verano el cual el calor rebasaba los límites, estar con gabardina no era una opción, el calor me obligaba a usar ropa ligera la cual jamás pensé usar aun siendo verano, todo culpa de la pelirroja solo por querer rebasar los límites de la física por intentar hacer un arcoíris, pero en vez de eso la máquina exploto lanzando un rayo al sol haciendo que este se acerque un poco más a la Tierra y el calor aumentara, nuestros padres trataron de arreglarlo, pero el rayo fue demasiado fuerte por eso no lo revertieron claro
Promise to YouI will be the sun in your skyAnd I will be the one by your sideI will always be there to get you throughI will be the one who loves youAnd I will be the one who comes throughI will always be here for youTime has flown byLeaving scars on your lifeBut know that there is one thingYou can always count onBeing there for your every needJust call out to meI will come runningI will vanquish your nightmaresBanish your fearsHeal your sorrowsAnd carry for youAll of your tearsHonestly I dont mindFor you I would give my lifeI promise youI will share all the good timesHelp with the bad timesShelter you from the rainThis is my promise to youI will fight of your worriesTake all of your painAnd hide it awayNothing will hurt youAs long as I am hereAnd always I will stayI will be your helping handAnd I will be there to help you standI will always be there to get you throughI will be the beat of your songsI will be there to keep you strongI will always be here for youT
Remember the Angel?Remember the angel that wiped your tears and made you brightly smile?You always told her to let you be; you were always in denial.Remember the angel that sang you to sleep and played with your hair?You never cared to have her near you, though that smile was still thereRemember the angel that waited for you, the one who waited countless hours?You never seemed to even notice, I guess that was your powerRemember the angel that saved your life, risking also her own?You ran away and left her there, you left her there aloneRemember the angel that fell from heaven, only to be with you?You marked her with your sin and made her feel brand newRemember the angel with crystal eyes and long white hair let down?You see how she feels alone; do you see that awful frown?Remember the angel, please remember her now, can't you feel her love?All of that was only for you , sent from aboveRemember the angel, don't you remember the angel,
Punk rocker.A boy was born nine years today,he is given but one giftno toys, no games for him to playbut a guitar to grant his wish.The boy is fifteen years todayhe was nine when his fingers bledhe is a rocker born and madewriting songs inside his headNow a man and twenty-threehe's losing site of famewill he quit to feed the family,or try and beat this game?Thirty now and getting oldbut the record deal is signedthirty cents per CD soldbut for his dream this is fine.Thirty-five and world renownedhe thinks he's doing finebut with alcohol and drugs he's drownedhe's almost lost his mind.Forty years of life have gonehe's remembered his life goalnot to be a rich rocker stonedbut a punk who has a soul.His life is gone, his tombstone sethe's six feet under-groundloved by kids he's never metthe man who defined sound
Sinful MusicYou gasp with needI cant refuseMy lips upon your skinThrough lust-filled breathsI hear your heartPounding deep withinI know this musicLoved it onceNow lets change the beatPleasure to painMoans to screamsThe sound deliciously sweet