heart shaped pupils and candie coated lies. |
cover me in pixie dust and drown me in paint.cross out my eyes and leave me for dead.sew your mouth shut, say not a word.only scream this lullaby to the far ends of this earth.what was it that stitche... Posted by Scribble. on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 07:02:00 PST |
so much for a happy ending |
here i go, staring at the ceiling again. blinking slowly as acid drips into my eyes. walls are melting and distorted. crying out in shrill voices as the band plays on. ignoring their songs...so we dan... Posted by Scribble. on Fri, 07 Mar 2008 07:09:00 PST |
you must be dreaming... |
so. when's the last time you stopped and thought, gee, maybe life isn't supposed to be this serious. why does everything have to be such a gymongus deal?too much drama. especially with females. ugh. s... Posted by Scribble. on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 06:46:00 PST |
and don’t forget to take deep breaths.... |
sometimes if feel like i don't know me at all.... i think alot. too much probably. and i wonder,. also too much. i dream too high and i let myself down too easily. most of my pain is self inflicted. i... Posted by Scribble. on Fri, 28 Sep 2007 05:24:00 PST |
love is a battle field <3 |
i don't think i can truly understand romantic love completely. maybe its because i've never experienced it for myself. i watch others, but i don't think i can tell if they're really in love or just in... Posted by Scribble. on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 07:09:00 PST |
love is your body stiff and frozen to the ground. |
these chains on my ankles keep me connected. slowly wearing away layers of composure... praying for the net's release.how could one breathe through such tiny openings?heavy chest moves with a rythum..... Posted by Scribble. on Tue, 26 Jun 2007 02:21:00 PST |
Just an echo in your mind |
im so tired.
exausted from this never ending fight.
though i cut through you...
you still don't cry.
piling your weakness onto me...
they absorb into my clothes.
and now i cry....
so you won't have... Posted by Scribble. on Tue, 06 Mar 2007 05:58:00 PST |
a word to the cold of heart. |
I have a question for you my dear.
is it possible...?
can you see past that pretty little nose of yours?
do you sometimes wonder what the world must look like?
you think you're right.
you starte... Posted by Scribble. on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 01:47:00 PST |
Endless |
Tonight is the night.
Whispers in winter playgrounds dance.
Crystal dreams of wilted flowers grow around the scene.
While twinkleing stars watch from afar.
Can you hear it...
Soft prickles on skin... Posted by Scribble. on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 04:49:00 PST |
close to the breaking point |
teetering, slipping, balance has been broken.
im falling from grace... becoming the ugly step sister.
i can feel it... shaking....
im at the breaking point.....
then, softly it shatters
bringing bac... Posted by Scribble. on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 11:24:00 PST |