hey,
can you hear this silence?
does it break your heart?
savage knives twist angles
it makes my mind wake
hollow me,
the road to heaven is coated with misery
hollow me,
do you beleive that heaven is twisting stormy eyes?
hey
i can feel me dripping away
down to cloudy violence
dusty palms streched to the sky
i would eat my silence
hollow me
fucking cynincs
break peices up off me
hollow me
starry columns
lumber ages away again.
Blood
hey can you see my pain? can you hear my anguish? do you really want to be me? the scars LOOK AT MY SCARS!! it releases stress what wonderful pain blood i watch it as i slice my arm and it drips down my shoulder a stream of red that flows down my arm a river that never ends rolling over my fingertips and splashing on the ground to watch in the mirror the suffering in my eyes the paleness in my skin the blood rushed from my face and im happy as my mascara runs and the tears hit the blood thats when i realize i am merely a puddle of sorrow and sadness |
Silent Bleeding who are you? what are these mind games? sad lyrics in profiles explain words that cant be said eyebrows raise when hatred rules your mind, left in silence alone and scared you have left me is this how you stop your pain? is this how its going to end? find someone else to mutilate with your thoughts of depression you have left me lets pretend we're still friends lets pretend this wasnt real let us bleed in silence no one will know of our pain no one will know of our silent bleeding.
broken hearts will never mend and nothing will make them recover have you ever been heart broken? to the point where you hated everyone? have you ever fallen in love? just to find out they dont feel the same? the pain lingers on and on and no one seems to dare no one wants to help a reject no one ever shares no one pays any mind to the ones who are different it hurts that i cant show my tears in a place where no one cares...
This is what they wanted, they can never be too rich or too thin, your blood is running low now, forever to follow the ones that are wrong uniqueness is a crime let it be forever now forever in hatred and never a soul to love leaving me the pain to come whats to come of tomarrow? whats to come of us? is uniqueness really that morbid? that the ones we love must rot? i know too much... all kept inside... if only they would hear me... if only they would let me speak... take the tape off my mouth, ungag me, let me say the things i want to say let me be free of this misery of this weight on my shoulders of the hatred this world brings will you hear me out? will you let me share my thoughts? am i really that much of a reject that you must ignore me? am i that invisible? i am hated. i am not loved. i have no way of saying all the things i must say. please ungag me and free me of my pain...
Amanda Spicer she looks to the heavens and yells to a god that doesnt exist she screams at her walls hoping for an answer her heart is jagged and broken and her arms are crusted over with blood the scars on her face from pain she thought shed never know if only she could stop herself from all this if only she knew how she hopes for a way out her fingernails scratch at her face her arms and her legs gouging out the very beauty of her own she knows not how to love only to hate and she knows not how to stop the blood just keeps comming the pain is addicting as it seems shes not trying to die but meerly trying to live if only she knew how to stop herself her pain is like heroin so addicting she cant stop shes not tryin to kill herself but meerly tryin to love herself crusted blood is on the floor and shes tryin to find a way to ease the pain of yesterday
Thoughts of a Cutter
come inside they whisper to me they want to share the pain they went thru follow us they coax on i sit there and stare knowing i'll choose wrong leave me alone i try to say but my throat is to dry scared of whats to come i run but i dont move my mind is racing as they chase me stummbling around i think think of my past life depression runs over me and i fall fall victim to thier torture pain runs thru my body and i suffer but i like it i like and wish i hadnt run the pain is too much but the pain is what i want i pick up the knife agian do it they whisper i dont want to do it myself so they do it for me they move my hand for me talk for me think for me im mearly a puppet of thier own desires their own torment and im loving every bit they move my hand to my arm and press the cold steel to my skin i get shivers of excitement as its blood-stained body moves moves over my shoulder the pain is immense i smile and watch the blood fall over my arm over the scars of previous cuts i count the scars as the blood cleanses them my blood is my fountain my fountain of cleaning and my knife my knife is my jesus the blood must fall the knife must be stained never to be cleaned that would be a sin the blood must fall |
Suicide
I hide it well you see I hide this shit cuz it's misery People don't need to see this side of me Cuz it brings too much greif to flee They don't need to see the bottomless pits That are my eyes They think they're so wise, Yet they don't see this pain That i have to deal with every fucking day I hate the way they say 'I love you and I hope you stay' I just smile and nod Knowing I'm a frod I don't know why they're so willing To trust my lies But don't look into my eyes And see the pits of blackness That I know they'll never miss It kills me to know, That I'll never glow In the darkness When I come to rest In the grave I know I'll die And no one will cry For an unwanted black sheep Of the family vibe This is my Suicide
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