I Cry For That Girl I KnowI cry for that girl I knowI Cry For That Girl I Know by ~Thorns-And-Roses
Who wants to slit her wrists
I cry for that girl I know
Who wants to feel Death’s kiss
I cry for that poor lost soul
Bleeding as she falls
I sob, uncontrollable
As she tries to end it all
A faint smile upon pale lips
Dead eyes that speak of want
To end her pain; for another chance
At the life she never got
Sickly pools of blood
Reek of agony and despair
The coppery smell of wasted life
Stains the heavy air
All she wanted was freedom
Just a sip: a taste
And yet she never realized
That her death was just a waste
In trying to end the torment
She only caused more pain
Death doesn’t kill suffering
It onl
The Queen of LiesThe Queen of LiesThe Queen of Lies by ~Thorns-And-Roses
The trees all whisper
Speaking of her blackened cries
The stars reach out to kiss her
The maiden with the blood red eyes
Walking lonely on the Earth
Leaving ashes in her wake
Blood drips down from smiling scars
The grins she knows are fake
Offering forth the poisoned apple
ÒOne bite is all you need.Ó
Inspiring fear, murder and sin
Through the words she continues to feed
Pulsing with seductive beauty
Temptation beyond compare
The alluring spider in her web of lies
Just waiting to ensnare
Slipping through the shadows
Sneaking through the night
Ruining the pure of heart
And staining the snow white
Flying on
Stone ColdIf you could see my heartStone Cold by ~Thorns-And-Roses
You’d know it’s cold as stone
If you could see my broken soul
You’d know I am alone
No longer feeling anything
Inside my shattered mind
My world is so horribly dark
The truth is lost; I’m blind
What is faith?
What is love?
Only what I don’t posses
Scarred pale face
Thick black blood
Sins I dare not confess
I’ve built a new reality
My shield from the world
Rejecting any hope or care
As my life becomes unfurled
Forever lost in blackened roads
Stuck in this empty dream
It no longer matters; I don’t care
Because all I can do is scream.
ResonanceResonanceResonance by ~Thorns-And-Roses
I can see the two stars glisten
Diamonds on a field of black
You can hear it if you listen
A story, which we do lack
The soft whispers of harmony
That kiss the gentle sky
A sweet, singing melody
That makes the cold moon sigh
The breath, the life, the soul
Of every living being
The quiet, the calm, the lull
As the Earth continues to sing
It speaks of death and war and pain
But birth and life as well
Everything that is and was
These invisible lips shall tell
And I lay in my shadowed mind
Shaking in wonder and fright
Yet I may rest easy, for I have this Song
To guide me through my night
I can see the two stars glisten
Diamonds in the
LacewingscarredLacewing by ~arsenic-sea
forgotten
and as still as statues
crowned with imperfection
painted with the ashes
that rain down upon us
in a daze
mesmerized
by the shadow
beneath the flame
eyes like the haloes of saints
reflecting
this moment
like a dark eternity
cast into a silence
so distant
and complete
a final laceration
ao dispel
our dystopian dream
your hands
unfold
becoming
haunting shapes
so perfect
to mask our fear
the faceless torturer
of a great inquisition
to seek
and destroy
the immaculate remission
our treasure and sin
the wealth of lords and gods
Perfection is an IllusionPerfection is an illusionPerfection is an Illusion by ~Zark123
As heaven is to Earth,
A painted cloudy paradise
Inspired by human dearth.
Flawless is the pole star
Leading man to fabled land,
Still distant the Polaris
From man's conceited hand.
Yet perfection's only flaw
That it will never know,
Perfection appears resplendent
Draped in fault's shadow.
Another GlassAnother glass.Another Glass by ~Zark123
Not for the raving crowds,
the multitudes of maidens,
the fear of dark places;
No.
Another glass to look at yourself through;
a crystal clear, amber you,
who will never look back at you.
A drop for the climb, the up hill ascent,
a peak above everyday;
a sup, a swallow, a savory sip,
a peek into tomorrow.
The truth really is
it's all a lie:
you can affront them,
the shadowy faces that always change,
the music which is a kind of black magic
that deafens the eyes and blindfolds the ears,
the dreams, the dead ones
that resurface below counterfeit starlight,
the temples of bodies that worship communion,
the
BipolarBliss like a fool in loveBipolar by ~beautyinshadesofgrey
Sorrows cursed from above
Excited like a child, I skip
But then to despair I slip
Constantly my mind does race
But then depression wins the chase
Down, down, down I go
Back to the lowest low
Switching like a rollercoaster ride
My feelings change with the tide
Bouncing at the highest high
Then swamped with the urge to cry
My ultimate controller
This goddamned bipolar.
Sta.sh
