Myself To RestI'm standing in the middle of nowhereSuch a scary place to beStanding in the middle of nowhereAnd there's really nothing here to seeEverything inside is screamingGo and set your mama freeBut I'm young and not strong so all that's left to doIs scream...Mama I'm coming homeAnd I'm gonna try my bestNever to let you goTo the deep, long restAnd sorry if I let goOn accidentBut I won't be alone'cause if you goI'll put myself to rest.Sitting by your bed for hoursI'm too scared to walk awaySitting by your bed fro hoursMaybe that'll turn to daysAnd mama, I don't really care itGoodbye, is all you say'cause at least it's your voice..But I was walking homeMama I was all aloneAnd I ran without looking both waysRed inside the street still shines'cause i didn't run in timeSorry mama, what was I thinking?Mama, I can't come homeSorry I tried my best...Never to let you goTo the deep long restAnd sorry, Ma, I let go,On accident...Hard to think I'm aloneSo I tried to sh
dark love poemI love you as the,dark summers eveI hate the dark sideof you, like a vampirehates the sun lightyour eyes glitter as thefull moon shine so brightlyyour scent is a bouquet of redroses and your beautifulsmile make oh so lesspainful for my heartthat been torn by dogsyour smooth silky skinmakes me warm and wantto hug you more by the day
Will you sleep with me..?Will you sleep with me..?Not sexually, of course.I just want to be near you.I want us to be close.I want your arms wrapped around me.I want to feel your warm chest against my earas I listen to your heartbeat in rhythm.Each bounce,patter,and pulsecould be mine.Just like how my heartbeat could be yours.Will you sleep with me..?
One dose of glitterOne dose of glitter can light up the worldOne little thought can bring back little girlsFairies and dragons and strong, worthy knightsOne dose of glitter can shine through the nightHush, little girl, for the stars in the skyShining so sweetly like your stunning eyesDon't let the nightmares define what you'll beNotice the beauty within every dreamHush, little girl, there is no need to fight…One dose of glitter to light up the night.
Screams Of PainHELP ME!!!I scream at the top of my lungsYet for some reason, no on respondsDo they hear?Do they care?Of course notNo one cares about your painNo one cares about your sorrowIs it because I'm at the bottom of this hole?This mile deep hole I dug myselfWith the help of a few people, of courseAt the bottom of the pitI get lonelyAnd then you come alongJust drifting the way the wind carries youYou look so beautifulYou would never be bothered by an ugly like meYou drift byLeaving me to sob my tears aloneEven more lonely than beforeIs that even possible?It isNow I notice I'm aloneNow I feel it in my bonesAs I discover that I am nothingA worthless, shriviling nothingYou would never look at a nothing like meI should've knownInstead my heart flew out of my chestAnd right to youNever to be reclaimedI will miss you, heartAlong with herBut I understand why you leftWho would want to be left alone with me?No oneSo now I'm left alone with myself againAnd I don't wan
Front page...Liquid chains cling to my anklesFeathers of a bird tickle my nose.Haunted by the voices in this cold dark cellLonging for the scent of a light pink rose.Ocean waves beat upon a sandy shoreA sea of hatred and rage.Dragonflies swim through air so light...But this stuff never gets to the front page.
One last lullabySongSing me a songlullabySing me a lullabyI lay here in painDon't let me die without alullaby...lullabyAdventuresRemember our adventuresMemoriesRemember our MemoriesI lay here slowly fadingDon't forget me or ourMemories...ourDon'tDon't cry over mePleaseDon't weepI lay here my breath leavingSo let me go to sleepPlease...don'tRather than crySing to meSing me our lullabyour lullabySing to meone last time...sing to me?
Magic WandDragons fly through poison skies, their whispers in the windLadybugs in black sandcastles, scratches on your skinHopscotch over quicksand, and a castle made of dirtShining silver crowns and dancing 'round in spinning skirtsBloody, ruined princesses locked up in towers tallWatching as the prince quickly begins to fallSlowly, as the innocence does take her darling lifePlease do watch now, as the magic wand becomes a knife...
New Year, New SkinTo think at the beginning of last year it was you and Iholding hands;you and I standing alone against the worldNow that it is a new year,you are but a scar.
Your Little DollControl my every movemy rise and my falleverything at your commandlike I was your little doll.I have no choicewhat else was I to do?you say that you love meso I'll believe that it's true.Who knows what real love is?maybe this is wrongcan't even control my own breath anymorecan only sing your song.You tell me I must followwhat would happen if I don't?"that's not an option" you saywith your hand around my throat.I must get out of this god forsaken placehow did this go so far?we were in love, we had it allnow there's shackles around my heart.I'll run as fast as I canfinally out of your armsbruised mind, scarred heartbut away from further harm.Use to control my every movemy rise and my fallno longer at your commandnever again your little doll..
Love AgainHear my worries, fear my criesDread the whispered lullabiesDrown beneath the spinning skiesFeel the truth you can't denyTaste the blood upon your tongueFeel the poison fill your lungsI am she who lies amongThose who know where things belongFeel the weapons kiss your skinListen to the screeching windSee my power, watch me win…And never fall in love again…
Starina Part One: The PastChapter One: Unspeakable Truths Sofia Magnikai thought: Why in the world would I ever work for this man? King Fiaro Argon stood a towering six-two and his steps almost seemed to echo throughout the entire castle as he walked. Each of his movements was heavy and exhausted. That might have been from the sheer amount of sugared cherry buns he consumed every morning. The man must have been a pig in a previous life. Promptly each morning at seven sharp he requested a plate of Sofia’s famous cherry buns. Upon receiving them he would cover the sweet puffed treats with powdered sugar. It was disgusting the way he tainted her pastries. His body was shaped similar to that of a pear, or perhaps a pumpkin with legs. He was a very ornate pumpkin at least. His clothes were tailored from