MessAnd there she sat,a perfect mess,with golden hairand cadmium eyes.Where is the life?she wondered,Who am I>And there she sat,a perfect mess,with her head in her hands,and her feet in the water.Where am I going?she wondered,Where have I been?And there she sat,a perfect mess,across from a lover of whom she knows not,I wonder, I wonder, I wonderAnd there she sat,two years ago,in this same seat,eating this same meal,across from this same lover,in the exact same way.And she said "I don't love you"But does she remember?She never does.
SometimesSometimes I feel like,There's no worth in my life.Sometimes I start to think,I'm a ship starting to sink.Sometimes I scream,At the girl in the mirror who I see.I tell her she's not good enough,Never deserving love.Slap her and beat her down.Because all she merits is being driven to the ground.Sometimes I'll stare at the ceiling,Trying to silence my feelings.As the tears fall from the corners of my eyes,I call her weak and tell her not to cry.She isn't who I want to be.But that girl is me.Sometimes I wish that I,Could destroy this shell I live inside.
InnocenceEvery day I see you, I see a smileYour existance is a bliss that's worth the whileThe way you laugh when someone tries to make you cryIt's impossible for many, but you don't even have to tryHow curious those eyes are when they see something newWhatever you say is always trueThe things you think are clean and pureYour kind words are the ultimaate cureIf only all this could lastBut I know it all will passWhen you realize the darkness of this landJust stay as you are, and you'll understand
I held my breathWhen you asked what I think of you,I held my breath.People say you have an honest face,And your smile draws me in,Like a shining molotov cocktail.When you walk past me,I catch your scent,And it's all lilac and pomegranate.But when I looked down that abyss,The centre of your eyes,Looked like the gates of perdition.In those long grey tunnels,There was a glow of blue fire.When you asked my name,I held my breath.And I let it out in a sigh.You smiled and said it was pretty,But not half as pretty as I.My hair put the night to shame,And I made the sun half as bright.You were all smiles and laughter,I wondered if you ever stub your toe,Or curse under your breath.It doesn't seem like you do,Your shoes are so nicely buffed,And your manners so softly refined.When you asked if I love you,I held my breath,And didn't let it out.
Broken Angels - Chapter 1Broken AngelsChapter OneReturn to Earth/-~*~-/Cold yellow light filtered down from a guttering streetlamp, casting moving, eerie shadowsupon the sidewalk below. Appart from the occational flicker from the lamp or one of its dieingneighbors, there seemed not to be a single thing moving in the chilly air.Vapor rose in the cool air from the lips of a handsome boy. His deep green eyes seemed toswim like mossy pools, ever so slightly hidden in the bangs of his dark blonde hair so that hekept having to flick it away every now and then. He had high cheekbones and a perfectlysmooth, georgeous face. He seemed to be built without a flaw, perfectly slender and aseriene beauty seemed to hang around every smooth curve of his body. The boy's back wasleaning against an old brick wall, the vapor from his breath curling around his lips for amoment like smoke each time he breathed out before dissappearing into the cold air.With a sigh he shoved his hands into the pockets of h
.- Blood Lust -.His hand, cool against my skin.My warm breath carresses his neck as he leans back.I hold my body close to his, pressing our warmth together.Is this love?I pull him towards me, and open my mouth wider.His eyes flash towards me, shock showing in them.I move closer to the warm flesh on his neck, my mouth aching to taste the blood running in the veins underneath...Is this lust?My teeth sink into the skin on his neck.I hear him groan in pain, watch his eyes roll back.His blood trickles down my chin, and it flows downmy throat.This is bloodlust.