Music: Silver Ash - Cry
Mood: Bitchy
I'm starting to get better. That medicine they gave me tastes really good. I want to chug down the bottle. But that really wouldn't be a smart thing to do. Not that it would matter anyways. Fuck...I just really hate people. People suck. I feel like isolating myself.
Despite all that. Yesterday was...busy. I went to the doctors. It took forever. I ended up going to the mall with Crystal, Gardenia, and Cheese. I took pictures of Cheese in Claires. lol. It was great. And then we made a video. I was yelling at Cheese and laughing, and then Cheese walks in front of the camera and goes "DONALD! Get it?! DONALD! Haha! DONALD!". It is so hysterical. But yeah...right now I feel like crap. Well...here are some things I have written.
- The Nightmare -
The music box still plays The melody is distorted The ballerina with no eyes still spins with grace Her dress is tattered and grey Pins stick out of her heart While knives are sticking out of mine Paralyzed with widened eyes The truth overcomes the lies
Holding out my hands For the thorns to cut open my faith And bleed out my prayers upon my dream's grave The pain sucks the youth out of my veins My heart turns cold As the memories are engraved Blood stained lips Addicted to the breath taking kisses
Back and forth I swung on my swing While mother was swinging from the ceiling She struggled until she was dead I slept under her body With the covers over my head The creaking of the ceiling Brought fearful tears to my eyes Scared to death with no place to hide
Holding out my hands For the thorns to cut open my faith And bleed out my prayers upon my dream's grave The pain sucks the youth out of my veins My heart turns cold As the memories are engraved Blood stained lips Addicted to the breath taking kisses
In the middle of the room she used to cry Screaming out her pain and ways to die I entered the room with a worried heart She removed her hands from her face Her eyes blood red Black make-up and dried blood stained her face She smiled and opened her arms to me I'll never forget the tightness in which she held me
Even now, her laughter echoes in my mind I can still feel her nails Digging into the back of my head As she held my face in the sink The frozen water still burns my skin Drowning in the poison of hate The taste is so bitter It's choking me before it reaches my bleeding throat
Holding out my hands For the thorns to cut open my faith And bleed out my prayers upon my dream's grave The pain sucks the youth out of my veins My heart turns cold As the memories are engraved Blood stained lips Addicted to the breath taking kisses
Amused by the blood that I cough into my hands Oh, how beautiful it is When blood and saliva mix It's like the sound of your screaming It's a lullaby that puts me to sleep So when the melody dies I'll open my eyes to find that I no longer exist The nightmare is over
- The Suicide Show -
My tears have finally run dry It's time to moisten my skin with blood This disease, this pain Has eaten away the last of my sanity Today will give birth to my ending As I light up this cigarette I become easily amused by the dancing flame As I imagine what I can do to myself with it I can smell the burning flesh that's untouched
The taste of alcohol used to be so bitter But now it tastes so sweet, I'm addicted Drowning myself in this poison As I fall deep into thought My only reason for living Is the reason that killed me
Remember today, and be eaten alive in guilt I want to tell you how much I really love you But you don't deserve to hear the words come out of my mouth You can read it, as I slice it into my naked body It's the only way to make you understand That I meant something to you Let's make it dramatic I'll broadcast it live on national television So you can all sit and watch me Scream, cry, and bleed to death My show The suicide show |