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X-BILLIONdollarAZZ-X Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 12:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 8:27 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 3:42 pm
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Monday Flowers
Like Monday flowers, you sew your thoughts of love at my feet to propose to me.
Your bond, ours, a resemblance of me and you. Together for a lifetime, longer to be true.
My heart beckons to you, crying to be held, and with yours it does so melt.
One-we are a blending...body, soul, mind.
In ecstasy we writhe, rising on tidal waves of lust. As our bodies inner cores, burst showering one another in our pure, silken love.
My body is yours. Your temple, your concubine of pure sex, an unadulterated bond.
Your fingers strumming humming over me making the throbbing spread without.
My skin, yours, damp...slick with our love.
Your fingertips dancing in our sweet nectar, for us to taste the flavor of Monday flowers.
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 1:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 10:56 pm
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:10 pm
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:13 pm
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 7:21 pm
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Posted: Wed May 12, 2010 11:38 am
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Posted: Wed May 19, 2010 8:11 pm
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It was me
Walking steadily but slow, Down the school dorm. Noticing people I once knew, But I still feel the storm.
My books - each in hand, As tears wet all the pages. Such a painful world today, But these are normal stages.
The heartache deep inside, Doesn't show on my face. I hear my name being called, But I don't like this place.
I see my old love affair, As she walks into an old room. Looking different these days, My existence wont be here soon.
Dropping my books off, Into the following class. Wishing I could run away, But I can't escape that fast...
My vision starts to blur slowly, As tears run down my cheek. People watching me, hurtfully, Knowing it happens every week.
Yet, nobody asks if I'm okay, As they already know the truth. Knowing that I lie every time, Under this broken ridged roof.
My sleeves rolled down today, Cuts kept under linen. Want to scream that I'm hurting, But I keep the emotions off my face.
Just a blank page, I always wear, That people have gotten used too. Wish it could be somebody else, But it's me hurting, not you.
Reaching for the scissors that I kept, Hiding them deep inside my pocket. Trying to find a time; I can exit here, Coldness burning, off my silver locket.
Into the bathroom - the next stop, With white, porcelain toilet bowls. Locking the door behind me as I enter, Taking my scissors and cutting holes.
It stands out clear, 'I hate my life.' As it's written all over this plain wall. Wishing there was time to write more, Upon the broken grooves & down the hall.
Hating the fact, as its chosen now, Thoughts running through my head. 'There's no point on staying here, Aren't you wishing inside, to be dead.'
The blade of the golden scissors, Traces journeys upon my wrists. Wishing I could of explained there, Who had turned my mind straight to this.
Blood pours down off my arms, As I hear a young girl scream. I tell her not to tell anybody, And that it was all just a dream.
She doesn't listen to me, then, And then I wondered if she could hear... Maybe I got what I had wished for, And at that moment I had disappeared.
My body gets carried away then, To a black hoarse thats outside. Flowers sit patiently upon the wood, But I can't see anybody inside...
Then my existence disappears, My name has been erased off the list. Flying into the moonlight of the sky, After, that final cut kept upon my wrist.
I'm a beautiful concrete angel now, As I'm happily buried down below. Never knowing that I was there, And the truth you will never know.
But nobody will know the facts today, Because I had never let them see. The person who hurt me most inside, Was nobody imparticular as,
It was me...
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Posted: Sun Jun 20, 2010 2:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 20, 2010 2:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 12, 2010 11:24 pm
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You got me feeling like a little school girl with a crush With every word and look,you take my breath away Haven't felt like this in so long,so long
My world is spinning out of control As I am overwhelmed by all the emotions I'm so in love,so in love
Your smile,your laugh Have me memorized Your perfect,so perfect
At the end of the day Everything is on replay in my mind It feels so right,so right
You know all the right things to say To turn my day from worst to best So hard to be upset with my never dieing sun shining so bright,so bright
You get and understand me so well It's so easy to be myself As my walls come crumbling down,crumbling down
I'm a school girl with a crush Floating on a perfect cloud in a perfect world This must be a dream,a perfect dream
All these feelings Are giving me butterflies just thinking about them But I don't want them to stop,to stop
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