I know you hate me,
I can see it in your face,
I dont need u to tell me,
Or yell at me,
Just stop for a minute,
And think.
You judged me,
On something tat was said,
You never got to know me,
You just believed it.
I didn't act on the hatred,
I saw in your eyes,
But inside i was screaming.
Nobody ever takes the time,
To see me,
To know me.
I need someone to see me,
Hear me,
Hug me,
Tell me that everything will,
Be alright.
I need someone that will,
Stop me when i,
Cry myself to sleep,
Starve myself,
Or take out my knife.
I don't know how much longer,
I can cry,
So i hope i find this person,
Soon.
Alone i am,
And alone i'll stay,
Depressed i am,
And i'll be this way.Its the way it is,
Not my choice,
Because i'm silent,
I have no voice.I'm hollow inside,
Empty, without hope,
I don't know how,
Much longer i can cope.I cry myself,
To sleep at night,
Sitting in darkness,
Without sight.Praying, wanting, dreaming,
Of something thats not mine,
Knowing that one day,
You'll just cross the line.On the day,
You'll all hear,
What i think,
And my fear.You'll all try,
To change my fate,
But by then,
It'll be to late.I'll put a gun,
To my head,
And you'll find me,
Already dead.
Hope and dreams,
dreams and hope,
nothing ever,
stays afloat.When hope is gone,
and dreams end,
u never seem,
to have a friend.Ur anger hurts,
it makes them cry,
it makes u really,
want 2 die.But when ur dreams,
and hope return,
there anger only,
makes u burn.Then tears fall,
from ur eyes,
created from,
ur pain and lies
On my throne,
I sit and wait.
On my throne,
I guard my gate.I hide my face,
I hide my heart.
Just hurt u and,
I've done my part.In eternal slumber,
I then lay.
Eternal slumber,
I died that day.The hurt, the pain,
I caused it all.
The hurt, the pain,
It broke my fall.U let me and it,
U let me cry.
U let me end it,
U let me die.Now thank-u's,
All i have to say.
Because you let me,
Die that day.
The yelling and pain,
again and again.
Why won't she stop,
as i hold the lock.To my soul and heart,
the chance to depart.
With the knife in my hand,
i will go to a better land.The chance won't go a miss,
i can't go on like this.
I'll do it without a care.
i won't take another breath of air.I'll lay there on the floor,
because i locked the door.
Alive i shall be never more,
only a ghost on the shore.Or ridding on a ghostly pony,
over mountains all so stony.
But alive i will never be,
only a ghost will you see.
The real me,
wants to die.
So i don't ,
have to cry.To do away,
with this land.
With a knife,
in my hand.Stop crying,
teirs.
Do away,
with my fears.Write goodbye,
to you all.
In my blood,
on the wall.My wounds,
don't heal.
Their pain,
I still feel.This is the,
real me.
This is the person,
you don't see
There are two sides of me,
one sides me and the others you.
The sides that's you,
dose what you do.But the others side,
is the real me.
But it's locked up inside,
of for no one to see.Only a few have seen,
the real side.
To stop you i've,
hurt myself and lied.My real side,
is sad.
The other,
is bad.No one under,
under stands this.
Now half my,
life has been a miss.To you i,
have to say.
I hope you shall under,
stand me one day.Because i've said this,
you might sigh.
But now without a guilty,
consence i can die.Now with this nolegde,
you shall know.
That it wasn't you,
that made me go.
There's a knife in the dark,
Waiting for me,
It's hidden deep down,
For now one to see.It's slowly stabbing,
At my heart,
One day it will go so deep,
That I will depart.It will be a,
Shock to some,
But maybe,
Not to one.Because I've told,
This person how I feel.
And she knows,
I am for real.Some people,
Do not see
What is hidden,
Inside of me.It's scary to,
Think like this,
But I don't think,
I will be missed.
You life came to a tragic end,
That nobody could explain,
No grass now grow were,
Your dead body had lain.It's been years since,
You lay down to die,
But my heart still aches,
And my eyes still cry.I have just one question,
I must know,
Phar lap were,
Did you do?Did you go to,
Pastures ever green?
To run were no men,
Are ever seen.Or did you go with,
The one who've passed,
Where your work,
Would forever last.Phar lap were,
Ever you went.
You were and are,
A heaven sent.And when I reach,
The stars above,
And am meet by,
The ones I love.You'll be the first,
One standing there,
The light breeze,
Blowing in your hair.To carry me to,
The gates ...
My veiw of The Human Condition by DemonWingFirnsew, literature
Literature
My veiw of The Human Condition
Not to be seen by those that see or those that are blind. Not to be heard by those that hear or those that are deaf. Not the people that live or those that have died. Not the people who have died but want to live and not the people who live but want to die.I want to see the world and yet be blind to it. I want to hear the world and yet be deaf to it. I want to live for the world yet die for it and I want to die for the world yet live for it.I want to never feel anything anymore, not the pain of loss or the wind on my face. Not the sorrow of need or the earth beneth my toes. Not the hurt of a knife or the fires warm heat. Not the lonliness ...
Deep under the night sky,
This is where the Shadows lie.
This is where they sleep and wait,
Till they're called to gard the gate.
To stop those who wander in the land,
That is ruled by the shadowed Hand.
Doomed are these watchers of the night,m
For they have no sense only sight.
Doomed for they live in the Shadowed Land,
And are ruled by the Shadowed Hand.
The darkness of.
The draining night,
Stealing taking,
All the light.Shadows sliding,
Through the park,
Creeping slowly,
In the dark.Under doors,
They slowly drift,
Not an object,
Do they shift.Spreading dreams of,
Hurt and pain,
And momories of,
Death again.Only stooped by,
Thhe light,
Of the sun,
Shinning bright.At this they,
Creep once more,
to hells,
Firey shore.Until they're called,
by her to come,
Our moon, our Goddess,
Our earth, our mum
Current Residence: curently i am in a straight jacket in a bouncey walled room Favourite genre of music: ere, i don't have one Favourite photographer: me or my dady Favourite style of art: i can't draw Shell of choice: one from the sea Wallpaper of choice: deth, horses and gir Skin of choice: any flesh covered with a white wine sauce Favourite cartoon character: GIR Personal Quote: I'M DANCEN LIKE A MONKEY
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JOHN CENA RULES,
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this is something i wrote for me and my good friend nef. it's all bout being lonly which is the greatest pain of all.Every night i look up at the stars and i wonder if u still luv me. Then every night i tell the stars tat i'll go find u, but i never ever seem 2. i just can't go back 2 the life i used 2 live. i just open up these old wounds that have nearly healed because deep own they still hurt.tats for u nef, hope u like it. see i feel ur pain, the lonliness will never go away, no matter how many friends u have i swear. soz 2 say tat but its true, it can't be cured, the scars it leaves will never heal completely and they re-open all the ...
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imagen this, u walk up to some stanger in the street and say
"how are u?" and they replie,
"Fine thanks, cept my fish just bit me", so funny yet so stupid