I use to believe we were burning on the edge of something beautiful. The way you played kept me on cross roads, i had to kiss the devil, over and over again. To close the deal, i needed to feel your hands on my skin, ones more. I use to believe we were meant to be, it was real you were so real, deep down … Continue reading Kissing the devil
I feel alive close to the madness. I could lie, but i am telling the truth Darling i know a sad song, but it will not get me down. They say time is suppose to heal you, but i haven’t done much healing, just kept putting layer by layer on it. I don’t need you to understand, i can even be mean like you, … Continue reading Close to the Madness
He said don’t you worry anymore, you know we can’t go without it. He said we can stay alive, inside the worlds we create inside our minds. The lights are so bright, wile racing against the Moon. Everything is going by so fast. My head keeps spinning, but i have focus on you. The night is ours the music is loud, The creatures of the … Continue reading He Said.
You will not read this, but do I care? (See the picture at the bottom? it doesn’t go with this writing, but I like the way I look in that picture.) You will not read this, even if I put it in front of you, that is how little you cared, but this is about you, but more about the way the crazies took over, … Continue reading You will not read this.
There are ghostly foot prints of the past.Graves not visited and no farewells. Not knowing the resting place to say goodbuy.There is nothing to cling to, no special item to put in a treasure chest.Memories faded like pencil on paper. There is ghostly foot prints of the past and shady faces of reality long lostImage of little handsClinging to a toy bear.There was letters, but … Continue reading Ghostly foot Prints
Black butterflies on my wall A song making notes with color wings. Black butterflies on my wall, dried up paint cracked brushes on the corner table. I know a sad song But i know how to make The moves to it’s beat Tattoo me fancy With black butterflies Maybe a river down my back Ripples in the water made by Little stones. You were the … Continue reading Black Butterflies
What is this you are feeling? I feel…. You are amazingly glamered by me. You are fading into my vision. I am making you speachless I am a hipnotic beauty Clinging to your skin, Even when I am gone. Continue reading Hipnotic beauty
What happened to us? what happened to your kiss on my hand? We cant go back, you don’t want me anymore Where did i go wrong? Why was i a fool to fall for all this Even now i cry but its not so much anymore I wish i could just forget about you and how you made me feel I wish i could hate … Continue reading What happened
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