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dotsJournal: Garretts poemdots
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Mood: In Love

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

...Created 2006-03-17 20:36:27

dotsJournal: themdots
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Mood: KILL!!!

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

...Created 2006-02-16 19:10:10

dotsJournal: exerts my poemsdots
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Mood: Paranoid

"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

...Created 2006-01-09 19:04:20

dotsJournal: garretts peomdots
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Mood: In Love

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

...Created 2005-12-05 14:04:08

dotsJournal: well....dots
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Mood: Crazy

its a sick web we weave.......

...Created 2005-11-08 18:40:59

dotsJournal: future?dots
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Mood: In Love

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

...Created 2005-11-04 16:51:34

dotsJournal: i dont knowdots
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Mood: Dead

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

...Created 2005-10-27 21:34:47

dotsJournal: rewritedots
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Mood: The Usual

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

...Created 2005-10-25 09:22:10

dotsJournal: and im ramblingdots
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Mood: The Usual

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

...Created 2005-10-25 09:20:57

dotsJournal: bleed previewdots
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Mood: Dead

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.

...Created 2005-10-21 16:18:07