
Thursday, April 23, 2009
A Victim Burnt From The Fire Left Inside

The taste of sweetness

Sunday, February 15, 2009
Keep Me Forever Young.

Would you take my heart away?,
Keep me young,
Forever in your presence,
For an eternity of friendship,
All these moments pass me by,
I’m growing older,
As the seconds grow faster,
My times falling away with these small hours,
My life’s passing away,
Would you turn me young?,
Keep me young,
Spending all my time with you guys,
Is all I want,
That’s all I need,
Bring me back to life,
1,2,3 now that’s go back in time,
To the days we first met,
playing are young lives all over again,
I’d just give anything,
To be the one you know,
For eternity,
Take away my breath,
And hold me down,
Keep me young,
Take away my heart,
Preserve me for ever in your broken glass,
I’m the key that fits,
Your locket around your neck,
That’s keep us young forever in time,
Every hour that use to pass has now gone away,
Every minute stands still,
And as the seconds rewind,
Bringing my young again,
There’s nothing else I would rather do,
Then just to live another life with you guys.
If I learnt anything from this,
Would you keep me young?,
Turn me over,
Could we live another life?,
Just hold us over,
Keep us forever,
Just take away our breath,
And keep us young,
Will live in the dark,
So no one will find out,
Everything will be perfect,
If we just keep young.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
When You're In Black Slacks With Accentuating Off-White Pinstripes.

Do you think it’s easy for me to fake a smile everyday of my life,
Faking who you really are,
Just to get by,
Have you ever just sat there in silence,
And thought of all the different ways you could die,
Imagining a good reason why?,
I’m not a very emotionally strong person,
I actually rely on my physical strength to carry on,
There is only one strong emotion I really show,
The others I refuse to let go,
I nearly made two years without crying,
But I’m just not strong enough to keep myself stable for so long,
Everyday seems so bad,
I love listening to songs like “Bad Day”,
Just to make me feel at home.
Liar's: They'll Tell You Everything You Wanted Someone Else To Say.
How long has this been going on for?,How come I didn’t know?,
Are you really that ashamed of me?,
Do you want me to go?,
Everything that goes on in my life,
Is more complicated then it seems,
The pressure, the pain, the heartbroken,
Sticks with me the most,
Just like it does with lots of other people I know,
I know I’m an embarrassment,
Sometimes I believe that maybe if I wasn’t born you wouldn’t have to go through this pain,
Maybe you’d be better off,
I know it sounds hard to believe but I try to be better,
I try so hard but my luck always back fires on me,
I’m so sorry for what I’ve done,
You don’t know how hard I try to avoid these situations,
I try to tell you over and over again that it’s going to happen,
You just tell me I’m being silly and nothing will go wrong,
Until the next day I’m crucified,
For the things I’m trying to say,
It’s not easy for me to tell you things so I don’t even bother,
If I did I know how differently you would think of me,
It’s so much easier to show hardly any emotions,
But I can understand if you want me to go,
I’m sorry for all the things I put you through,
I’m sorry for all my social poplars’,
Maybe it would be better if I never spoke again,
Maybe you’d like me better then,
And now I’m sorry I ever fucking existed,
And I’m sorry I care so much,
It will take me time before I ever get off the ground,
Now I really do wish I was a believer in philosophical optimism.
Quando il giorno ha finito e la sua chiamata di ora, lei non sarĂ dimenticato no non la partirĂ² il freddo. Poesia.

When I thought I had it all,
When the world was at my feet,
I took a great deal of caring for it,
I loved it to bits,
When I thought it couldn’t get any better,
That I was the happiest indeed,
It all started crumbling right before my feet,
When the little things changed,
When I grew up properly and started to manage,
I looked at the people around me,
I found out I didn’t really know if they loved me,
I poured my heart into loving them,
I changed myself just to fit in,
I was stupid and dump,
Taking advantage of me was fun,
It upset me a lot,
When I thought I had it all planned out,
There’s always something new to come,
When you get sucked into someone,
Your friends tell you to go have fun,
Make a fool out of your self,
That’s what they want,
So when you lose your confidence,
When you lose your self respect,
When you know the one you love,
He thinks you’re just scary enough,
Now I’m drowning in a world of pity,
Shamed of myself,
I swear I’m stronger then that,
I try to show it off,
But when it all comes crashing down,
When you believe there’s no hope,
You pick yourself right off the floor,
And start again and you put every inch of strength you have left in it.
That's how we move along.......When everything is wrong we move along.
This Is How I Discovered My Real Self.

I am but 9 years old,
And I’m always at home alone,
I don’t know where my Mummy or Daddy are,
But I don’t like it when there home,
They are always yelling at each other,
And say nasty things,
I cover up my ears,
And pretend I don’t exist,
Daddy says its all my fault they fight,
I’m the cause of all there problems,
And I should of never been born,
In the first place,
My Mummy tells me the opposite,
And said I was a gift from god,
Daddy just can’t see that,
Because his going blind,
His a sinner in all forms,
Hiding and pretending to be something good,
Sometimes I get so confused,
When I’m trying to sleep in my bed at night,
I can hear my Mummy cry,
My Daddy’s yelling at her,
He does that every night,
Covering up my ears and pretending I’m not alive,
Maybe if I wasn’t born,
Mummy wouldn’t be so bruised in the mornings,
And wouldn’t get yelled at by my father at night,
I wish I could make it stop,
I hate living in a house with no smiles,
No laughter,
Just tears and blood,
I’m the devils child and I have to leave,
I have to take all of this pressure off my family,
If I’m the problem I’m going to leave,
I know where Mummy stashes her medicine from the doctor,
I sneak out of my room and into the bathroom,
I stand of the little stool,
And take the box out of the small cabinet,
There are lots of things in there I’ve never seen,
They have funny names written on them,
Like “
And some birth control pills,
I’m going to take all of them,
And try and not wake up again,
I pressed the cap down and shook them all out,
Swallowing them slowly,
One by one,
I feel fine,
That’s take another one,
I take the ones that says “Birth control”,
I plop them into my mouth and swallow it down hard,
The taste was feral,
But I still feel fine,
There’s a bottle at the back of the cabinet,
I’m going to drink that down,
I stand on the stall once again,
I reach towards the back and grab the bottle,
I open the lid with ease,
I put it to my lips and scull it all down,
I’m starting to feel sick,
I can’t see much anymore,
Am I alright?,
I’m starting to panic,
Oh no, I can’t feel my arms,
I just heard the smash of the medicine box hit the ground,
I think I’m going to throw up,
But I can’t tell,
Everything is getting so dark,
Can anybody out there help!,
I can’t feel anything anymore,
All I can see is the floor,
I’m chocking and I don’t know why,
Am I finally dying,
Will this help my Mummy and Daddy stop fighting,
Hi my names Lucy I am but 9,
This is the night I learnt I am a sinner,
The devil’s child,
This is the night I destroyed myself,
So my Daddy would stop treating my Mummy so bad.