Delusional Paradise

Welcome to your delusional paradise. Under the made for your pleasure blue skies. Bask in the big bright glow of radiation. Where every day is like a fatal vacation. Keep your eyes closed tight and look around. Pay no attention to those warning sounds. The smell of things rotten and stench of decay. If you

Addicted 2 You

What’s sad is that were over and through I thought We had a chance, I was such a fool The crazy thing is why in the hell do I miss you After all the things you’ve done and put me through Why can’t I move on It’s like I’m stuck I know it’s so wrong

Pushing Love Away

I know how to draw them in bySaying what they want me to sayAnd at the same time I know exactlyWhat to do to push them away It’s like my heart cry’s out for itThe need for love is so greatYet my mind won’t let it, knowingThe pain of another heartbreak A heart so dried

Miserably Happy

I guess you can say I had a breakthrough of sorts todayI’m closer to figuring out what the hell is wrong with meI can’t seem to do anything the way your supposed toBut the worst best thing is I can’t seem to stay away from you Your So very bad for meI’m not blind I

sMiLe

I’ve seen her smile and look down as if she was so shy I’ve seen her smile, laughing having the time of her life I’ve see her smile, and would use it as a disguise I’ve seen her smile looking up hold back the tears in her eyes For her so much to handle, I

I Hope

I hope you never hear a song that makes your heartacheI hope you never question all the decisions that you makeI hope you never agonize about why you weren’t enoughI hope you never feel the pain of knowing and then losing loveThat’s just something I never want you to have to go throughThose are all

Crystal Clear Confusion

I’m here underwater standing at the edge of this steep cliffI don’t know what to do, should I jump or should I swimI’m at the end of my rope, between a rock and a hard placeI’m barely hanging here in this remodeled confined spaceThe writing is on the wall yet I crumble it up and

Forever Damaged

Am I that fragile that I crumble EverytimeOr am I so terrified I don’t really even tryDo my scars attract others who will hurt meAre my wounds that easy for them to seeWill I ever heal, will I be the same againOr am I so bad, I’m permanently brokenJust cut after cut, old and all

A New Life Starting Today

She says she falls for the wrong guysAll the guys she choosesBut I’m pretty sure it’s not from a fallIs where she got them bruisesShe insists that she’s very happyI know that she has to be lyingI don’t see her smile very muchBut a few times I seen her cryingThey says she’s very shyAnd that

Parents Need To Be Held Accountable.

Ok Cop Shoots children in multiple places in America. I believe the children’s parents should be held accountable. Why are the kids stabbing other kids or out with guns. And when the police arrive they have no respect for authority, bad things happen. Instead of asking why did the child have to die, ask where