Your Not A Dream
You Really Exist
I See You Every Now and Then
Just Like The Blood On My Wrist
Carved You In My Chest
So When I Touch It, I Remember..
The Loathe You Screamed At Me Without Breath...
Sure, Crumple Me Like Old Poetry..
Just Because This Paper Is Ugly and Dirty Doesn't Mean I'm Not At My Best..
I Can Be Re-Written, "Good as New!"
Just Not As Pretty As The Torture You Threw..
Just Forget It Now
I'm That Poem On The Ground
I'm That Trashy Poem With That Frown
Someone Else Will Get Me One Day...
Re-Write, and Copy It For There Own Right..
Then I Will Be Used And Tossed Again...
Just Like That Dream My Mind Attends...
But That Dream Was Alive..
My Depression Was The Only Thing That Helped Me Survive...
That Dreadful Moment, Now I'm Here Alone, Frozen To The Bone..
Maybe One Day I will Be Kept
In A Journal That Someone Won't Regret
Then I Will Be With Them Without a Threat...
I Won't Forgive You As You Can See...
That Pain Lie Eternal Deep Inside Of Me
Forever Changed, Into Something Worse Demonstrated...
Your Full of Joy and Love, How Outrageous...
"Your Lying Only Helps Me Start Dying..."
| it's not emo at all. it seems to have so much behind it. this is such a differant approach, well i think it's original. alone for everyone to see. well done.||| Posted on 2007-01-02 00:00:00 | by in shadow | [ Reply to This ] || Powerful [censored] right there... wow...||| Posted on 2007-01-01 00:00:00 | by ChickenLittle | [ Reply to This ] |