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- Self Reflection of Sorts
--- Touch Up, Get rid of rhyme scheme, Focus on the meaning.
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- Roll of the Dice
--- Touch Up, Feels Unfinished.


Rope of Hope.my life hangs by a thread a very small tendril of hope if severed I'm as good as dead the thread transformed to a ropeRope of Hope.


New SuicideSomething about the way you look tonight, Makes me scared to say hello.New Suicide
I can tell you're the kind of girl, That could snap my heart in two.
Despite it all, I want to risk it.
You are so lovely.. I know this is a new kind of suicide..


Y'know..Sitting in the corner, Silently drifting away.. Letting my body suffer, As my heart dies today..Y'know..
There's no reason, To feel the way I do.. Yet I can't shake it, This I've learned to be true..
It's my curse, My punishment for mistakes.. When I saw the downward spiral, I should have slammed on the brakes..
This feeling is agony, The purest taste of sorrow.. Yet if all goes well, It will fade away by tomorrow..


Of all the thingsYou threw away our friendship, All for a quick ride.. I fought tooth and nail in your name, But that was washed away with the tide..Of all the things
You always said she was cute, Always joked does she have a twin.. I guess I never expected the outcome, I trusted our friendship wasn't paper thin..
Of all the things I'd hoped to be.. Of all the things I thought I'd see..
We were always good together, Said it was destiny.. I wish you would have given warning, That you were setting me up for misery..
You used to say, I was the only one for you..
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Click To Save Lives !
That was Zen, but this is Tao.
Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before !
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Boredom claims my broken soul,
Tricking me into paying a far greater toll.
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Boredom claims my broken soul,
Tricking me into paying a far greater toll.
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Boredom claims my broken soul,
Tricking me into paying a far greater toll.
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Boredom claims my broken soul,
Tricking me into paying a far greater toll.
Thanks man...that really means a lot to me...more than ya know!
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"To trudge: the slow, weary, depressing yet determined walk of a man who has nothing left in life except the impulse to simply soldier on."
- Chaucer (A Knight's Tale)
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