Permalink Reply by Bec on February 10, 2008 at 8:50pm
i like this idea
Abused Girl
his words becoming the lies
like the razor that cuts her
his eyes like the screwdriver
drilling away into her mind
taking away all she had left
that kept her sane and calm
His touch hurts like the gun
bullet to the heart as if he grabbed it
and crushed it slowly in agony
torturing her slowly by destroying
all she had that kept her sane &
calm , the lies of love fed by acid
burns like rope rubbing against skin
His image burns killing her sanity
bring back painful memories that
strike like the rattlesnake ready to kill
its prey watching closely
silently inside she screams daily
fighting the battle within being the
abused girl who suffered for Four
fucking years who blames herself
but is realizing he was the prick
all along ...only then she forgives
herself but remains feeling
dirty as if it was still going on
She the abused girl fights the lonelyness
inside who then feeds off his guilt
His words of lies slip out like lava
erupting a volocano in a desructive path
only then killing his victims off slowly
then only to laugh at his deadly work
when he sees he has destroyed all who
falls in love with him
SCREAM! she screams at the raging
pain within only then she seeks
truth within only then she fades
into reality only then she becomes
slightly happy once again.
no longer seen as a victim of Abuse
Permalink Reply by Eden on February 11, 2008 at 4:45pm
Dead On Arival
I need to save myself
to run away from all the pain
but I still see the body bag
calling my name
I hear the crys and screams
and I try to never to back
but something holds me back
and zips up the body bag
off to morge I go my innocince is gone
all hope is lost like my soul
into the grave I go.
This is a song, but still good.
It's kinda what I'm going through..
Brilliant Lies by New Years Day
I'm trying to sleep,
But this pain in my chest,
It's keeping me awake,
And every breath I take,
Feels like it's my last,
I want to be fine,
I want to be sure,
I want to be a lot of things,
And none of them include you.
I keep telling myself I'm not miserable,
I keep telling myself I'm better off without you,
I believed that you meant everything you said,
Good bye and thanks for the memories,
For the pain and lies
Every time I had to cry,
Goodbye and thanks for the memories.
I don't understand,
Because it doesn't make sense,
The way you broke it off,
Took away my heart,
Took away all my friends,
I want to go out,
And get out of this house,
But to begin again is gonna take more than I think I'd ever have to give.
I believe that I was so cleverly deceived,
By good looks, some charm, and a brilliant lie,
All the time that was spent being used I should have said,
Goodbye and thanks for the memories.
I want to know why you're such an idiot,
I want to know how you can even live with it,
I want to know why I should even give a damn,
About you missing me so terribly,
I'm starting to sleep a little easier now,
Now that I'm over this,
And I've made up my mind to never fall in love again,
With someone like you, someone so confused,
I just wish I would have realized that a long time before I had
I have compartments in my head that depart from my soul.
And I am so ashamed. I’ve let society take control.
They have taken my home and made it into a city of mirrors.
Made perfection a fraud.
I must ravage my exterior.
I will watch society fall.
Into the arms of god
Where everyone is in his image
Bloody.
Tortured.
Schizophrenic
Invisible
Mentally flawed
I will turn my head and walk away
While he punishes his human prey
(especially the ones that refused to pray)
I will not take part in a society ruled this way.
I must detach my everything from my host
My body has become nothing more than a ghost to me.
Just my brain will survive this tragedy.
Away from society
Void of clouded perception
Flawed by deception
I will not take part
Because see I have these compartments in my head that depart from everything that I have said.
And this tainted perfect government is not like anything you’ve read.
Open your eyes and see.
Open your eyes and see the government is ruled by anarchy.
And god is this illusion that will never set you free.
But me…I do see, and this visual truth has decapitated me
Into a world where my brain flies free away from all of the trained society.
To much on my mind
what keeps me sain makes me blind
the object of my obsession
is the cause of mental resession
posessed to become what im not
falling away from selflessness
inside this shell i wrot