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 Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 4:13 pm
Are always nice.
My writing corner.
Cause I didnt wanna share. heart
Untitled.
Sit curled up.
Alone in the corner.
People talking.
But not to me.
Sick of nerds.
Being the nerd.
Hatred, hated.
Why'd they hate me?
All my friends.
Where are they now?
Get up, get out.
Feelings from the reject.
Depression.
A sweet sorrow.
Caused by what?
Causes what...
Suicide?
Don't bother.
Don't cry.
Goodbye.
Happy birthday to me.
Who would care?
This day, next year,
Who would visit my grave?
How to live,
How to die.
How to love,
How to cry.
Happy birthday to me...!
Not that anyone cares...
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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 4:15 pm
The letdown.
The pain
The knife
The blood
The scream
The scars
The regret
The torment
The lies
The love
The death
The sacrifice
The beginning.
How do you feel
When you realise
You’re nothing but
A let down.
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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 4:17 pm
Lose it all?
To feel his hands,
On my naked chest.
To feel his lips,
Pushing against mine.
To feel his nips,
Running down my neck.
To feel his grip,
Tight around my waist.
To feel the heat,
Coming from the sweaty bed.
To feel the tension,
Suspense built by soft music.
To feel his care,
As I leant my head on his.
To feel the end,
Of a story from the bedroom.
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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 7:04 pm
 +...seveileb eno on seil eht gnisahC+Someone is a totally angstmuffin~+Chasing the lies no one believes...+
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 10:51 am
That's the most saddest thing I've read all day.
Believe me, we had an lecture on the Holocaust this morning.
But, yeah.
However depressing, was quite lovely and deep.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 2:01 pm
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