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Tracy McCarty
15/Female/Oklahoma


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    Garretts poem


    Mood: In Love

    Posted on 2006-03-17 20:36:27


       she hides within the darkest feelings
    she lets no peace get through
    but when we are alone
    her eyes seem to glow
    they kill all evil in my soul
    her gorgus smile
    her perfect hair
    shes the most beautiful girl in the world
    when i see that smile looking up at me
    i know right then that everythings perfect
    we will always be together
    forever and a day
    compleatly in love
    no matter what we always say
    this is for you, tracy
    your my whole world
    and everyone in it
    your that one special girl
    among clouded thoughts
    one feeling holds true
    put simply in words, tracy
    i love you

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    them


    Mood: KILL!!!

    Posted on 2006-02-16 19:10:10


       god i'm tired of evil little girls fighting and yell for no reson exept that their high school girls
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    exerts my poems


    Mood: Paranoid

    Posted on 2006-01-09 19:04:20


       "My sins are numbered greater then the tears that have fallen into the sea."
    -Screaming for Fear of Silent Nights

    Her hood pulled up
    her eyeliner's thick
    her soul is broken
    her flesh is split
    -Torn Theory

    Deep in the night the devil took flight
    over the hills and green

    but what did see but giggling me
    hiding alone in the shire

    "little girl with a smile may we chat for awhile"
    ask the devil so sweetly to me

    I look at him with a saintly grin
    I wonder if he remembered
    -The Devil and Me

    Oh such a happy child
    look at you brilliant smile
    oh please don’t cry
    father doesn’t meant to hit you
    you know daddy would never hurt his little girl
    you know daddy would never kill his little angel
    -In search for Family

    With a tear I smile as well
    though fear over take me
    for when I can smile while I cry
    I know there is nothing more to fear
    I wonder under some stranger’s window
    as he points out his favorite of the damned
    -Lost Soul outside My Window

    Flesh that smiles
    and cries blood tears
    eyes water up
    water flows with the blood
    -Blood Again

    You inherited your scars from me
    remembering the past kills doesn’t it?
    The blood that falls dubbed crimson tears
    I wander under a moonless sky
    -Blackened Skies

    Quite tears that no one sees
    muffled screams that every one ignores
    I am here but you can’t see
    you’re to scared to open yourself to me
    -It Takes Blind Eyes to See

    Passion be as passion is
    passionate feeling of the quietly abused
    passionate writings of the slightly mad
    passionate madness is slightly sad
    -Addiction to the Mind-Set

    We will love,
    I don’t know how long
    we will love,
    with out fail until death
    we will love,
    you will love me as I love you
    we will love,
    till the end
    -Loves a Perfect Circle

    No.......
    please.....no...
    No, no, no......
    Please......
    let me go.....
    Please....
    I begged you for mercy,
    you gave me nothing...
    now your the one crying please....
    -Killer

    I love hate
    and you hate me
    so I love you for hating me
    I hate love
    and you love me
    so I hate you for loving me
    -Expanding the Boarders of Hate

    Gothic beauty, elegant and fair
    with blood red roses in ebony hair
    -Rotten Angel

    one cut
    two cuts
    three cuts
    four....
    i cut
    you cut
    they've cut more
    -One Cut to a Million Scars

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    garretts peom


    Mood: In Love

    Posted on 2005-12-05 14:04:08


       she hides within the darkest feelings
    she lets no peace get through
    but when we are alone
    her eyes seem to glow
    they kill all evil in my soul
    her gorgus smile
    her perfect hair
    shes the most beautiful girl in the world
    when i see that smile looking up at me
    i know right then that everythings perfect
    we will always be together
    forever and a day
    compleatly in love
    no matter what we always say
    this is for you, tracy
    your my whole world
    and everyone in it
    your that one special girl
    among clouded thoughts
    one feeling holds true
    put simply in words, tracy
    i love you


    this is my B/Fs peom to me he wrote to day
    its a little rough but its so sweet he tried
    peotry really isnt hes thing but it is mine
    i love that hes taking an intresed in things that intrest me and we....
    i love him

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    well....


    Mood: Crazy

    Posted on 2005-11-08 18:40:59


       its a sick web we weave.......
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    future?


    Mood: In Love

    Posted on 2005-11-04 16:51:34


       my madden name is Morando
    i was the last one but i threw away my old family after my parents died
    his is not much better, if they arn't worse than mine

    together he and i will create a family for eachother and the children that some day will call us theirs

    and we will make a family that will not forget us and what we gave up for eachother and them

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    i dont know


    Mood: Dead

    Posted on 2005-10-27 21:34:47


       so many people tell me they know me and "what im up to"
    i say dont try to undersant
    by the time i was 14 i lost my mom and dad
    i was moved from my home and my friends
    i was a pot head an alcohalic(i guess im still an alchohalic but i dont drink any more so i dont know)
    i raised my mom after my dad died so i was a mom a friend a dauter and a lover
    its all over now but i still feel a sort of sence of loss over my pain

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    rewrite


    Mood: The Usual

    Posted on 2005-10-25 09:22:10


       there are guidelines to the works of man
    he is what he has spoken
    and harsh words are like a wip
    a cat of nine tails to kill a king

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    and im rambling


    Mood: The Usual

    Posted on 2005-10-25 09:20:57


       there are guidelines to the works of man
    he is what he has spoken
    and harsh words are like a wip
    a cat of nine tails to kill a christ

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    bleed preview


    Mood: Dead

    Posted on 2005-10-21 16:18:07


       I am a child empty and cold,
    lost in the darkness.
    I’ve been threatened with hell
    Then told my dreams would guide me safely,
    I was led to believe that dreams will come true,
    but faced with the reality that there is no good,
    for me, a child born to bleed.

    Hope, the illusion that all will be well,
    keep some alive, and kills everyone else.
    When surrounded by death and pain,
    with only a window of everyone else’s joy,
    what emotion is left,
    but the will to bleed.

    my father, my protector,
    he kept me safe from all me pains.
    my mother, my stronghold,
    if ever my pain took hold,
    she was there to make it well.
    Without my father, the pain takes hold,
    without my mother, it never lets go,
    and slowly it drips out of my,
    as i lay on my floor and bleed quiet tears.

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