strengthStaying strong even while you're falling apartTo fake a smile when you're about to cryRemind yourself of these thingsEven when each day drags on foreverNo matter what do what makes you happyGain this strength from your failuresThis too shall pass soHold yourself together
Hidden (the real me)I am hiddenbehind fake smileslong sleevesbaggy clothesI am hiddenso you can't seethe real meI say I hate foodbut that's a lieI tell you I'm always happybut that's a lie tooI say I've never self harmedstarved myselfthought of suicidebut the real meis scratching her way outshe wants to show youwhat no one seesI can't seem to let goof all the liesthat have createdthe girl that everyone else seesthe girl that's not me
her hand that guides me (blade's point of view)you couldn't possibly knowwhat it's like to be meto cut her skinto make her bleedto watch her cryto see her painI slice her skin,her beloved bladeI leave cuts on her hipsI leave scars on her wristsup her armsand down her legsI wish she would just put me awayI don't want to hurt herbut it's her hand that guides meit's not my choice
just one moreClose your eyestake a breathwatch the blood drip from your skinjust one more cut should do the trickI guess notI need more than onetwo three fourwill I ever stop?maybe not, that's okayI deserve to die anywayHaven't stoppedgetting dizzylosing bloodbut listen close to hear my pleamaybe it's not time to leave
the sky's forbidden storyI look at the starsshining above meeach tells a talea different storythe sky's passagefrom the forbidden storyit tells a story of the worldbefore all the warbefore all the painbut it is not supposed to be uncoveredit's a secret, trying to be freedsomeone needs to tell itit's going to have to be me
silver escapethe enemy strikes againfor the second time todayhard to keep it awaywhen it lies in your dresser drawerit whispers to you during the nightit screams at you during the daybut no one can hear it but youit's all in your headyour own little silver escapeyou come to realize it's not worth itit hurts much more than it helpsbut by now it's much too lateyes, for a second it's reliefbut for years after you can still see the scarsthe scars on your own skinthe scars on your own soul
the fieldI walk barefoot through the soft grassthe lilies wave hello as I stroll alongsmiling up at the sunmy bright blonde hair blowing gently through the breezethe field as soft as silkthe sun shining like a forest firesoaking up the sundreaming about tomorrowthe future as bright as the sun above
Katie, don't cryI see nothing in your eyes,and the more I see the less I lie.Dressed in your friday best,and ready to impress.If I have to I'll put myself right beside you,and now I'll ask would you like that?Would you like that?Katie don't cry,I know you're trying your hardest,and the hardest part is letting goof the nights we shared.It starts with one thing,it doesn't even matter how hard you try.Well if you wanted honesty that's all you had to sayI never wanted to let you down.lives in a fairy talesomewhere to far for us to find.I'm so tried of being heresuppressed by all my childish fears.I'm going away for a while,but I'll be backdon't try and follow me.I've been looking in the mirror for so longthat I've come to believemy soul's on the other side.
addictedYou became addicted towatching yourself bleedwith seeing it drip from your skinthe crimson stripesthe jagged linesYou became addicted tothe pain of every slashand with every sliceyou forget the worldmore and moreuntil it doesn't mean a thing anymoreYou became addicted tothe feel of the blade in your handbetween your fingersthe feel that you are in controlyou decide how this will goYou became addicted tothe rush that takes over youas soon as you slice the blade acrosswhen you cut open skinYou became addicted tothe relief you feel when you pullthe blade away from your skinleaving a sweet stingand the feeling of reliefYou became addicted tothe calmness that washes over youas you hold your skinunder the running waterafter you have finishedas you put the blade awayYou became addicted to the scars it leavescovering your bodyeach telling a storyeach showingyou're a fighterand so far you havesurvived
neverlandhe wasn't a lost boyhe was simply losthands grappling with the darknessas he searched for the star that wouldtake him to neverland
Six Word StoryMemories are for books, not hearts
i am beautifuli. i am beautiful with tear streaked eyes and shaking hands clutching my blanket as hard as i canii. i am beautiful i decide as i walk down the school hallways faking a smile watching masks slipping off of people's faces as i walk by iii. i am beautiful i think as i stand facing a bathroom mirror clutching only a towel around my bare body thinking about how numb seeped it's way into my heart and how it feels like there is nothing there to stop it from destroying me...iv. i am beautiful i pray with closed eyes and shaking hands that maybe... ..somehow.. ..someday.. i can believe i am truly beautiful and not pretend at allv.the snow is whiteas i stand at heaven's pearly gates looking at a reflection at a girlwho has the widest smile i've ever seen and is by far the most beautiful girl i've ever looked ati hear
Midnight--I catch the scent of youjust when I think you’re goneyou come with the breezeall burnt matches vanilla and black coffeea heady hazewhich haunts my nightsand stirs my soul--midnight and you’re therea spectral sleeperin the space next to mineyou smell like coming homeand I reach my hand to touch you to know youto understand that fucking part of youthat you won’t let me seebut your body breaks at my touchskin turns to dust to light to darkness--and I am left with only the scentof burnt matches and vanilla and black coffee--
His Maid, Skilled (Episode 2, Part 12) [End] By the time Grell and Danielle had weaved their way through the stone labyrinth and caught up with Sebastian—who was carrying Lady Elizabeth—and Ciel, they were just walking outside and the sun was rising. Grell instantly broke away from the maid and ran towards the Phantomhive butler. “SEBAS-CHAN!” He cried out joyfully. “Now for our passionate kiss!” The reaper made a flying leap towards the butler and, in that moment, Danielle’s heart nearly came up into her throat. With an expert dodge, however, Sebastian moved out of the way just in time and Grell faceplanted in the dirt, looking dazed and rejected. Danielle couldn’t help but smirk, her heart calming down.
PetalsThe grass tickled between her toes as her father toiled away with the roses by the letterbox. She watched his fingers weave between the thorns to pat the soil around each bush, humming to some John Lennon song she couldn't put a name to. Despite the sun just tipping the horizon, she saw sweat prickling his brow and his eyes squinting against the light. The fine lines on his face were suddenly accentuated by shadow, and for a moment, she swelled with wonder.'Maria, come here,' he said, waving her over. 'You're not going to learn anything sitting all the way over there.'Excitement sparked her limbs into motion, and she crawled over to sit next to him, careful to tuck her skirt beneath her thighs to avoid the dirt.He picked up a pair of clippers from beside him. 'Now, you need to snipe back these diseased parts here and there from the base of the plant. It helps it grow better.'Snipping off two pieces of wood with ease, he deposited them in Maria's outstretched hand. Their rough textu
Heard AgainI floated like a leafand swung life away,until the stars began to falland gravity went away.Everything was upside-downand colors faded to gray,there came a day when I learned some tortures are self induced-and it felt better to be astray.I thought it was strange how we can suffer just by living being the last one to be seen, and the first one to go, living each day as if I were about to pass away.All it may have tookwas that first second he took my wilting body to the beating heart of his and told me 'Everything will be okay'There came a day when I learned I no longer needed to be afraid.
The PointIt’s the taste of cake mix on the spoon, that first time you ‘help’ bake a cake.It’s seeing the bright world afresh after a dark nightmare, when you first wake.It’s when you make them laugh and, in that moment, everyone loves a clown.It’s when your heart stops before the roller coaster plummets down, down.It’s when the lights go out before your favourite band plays and you scream.It’s that moment you look around and everything’s perfect enough to be a dream.It’s the anticipation of waiting for a new episode of your favourite television show.It’s the first time you listen to your favourite record and you just sort of know.It’s reading a book cover-to-cover and a million times more and still crying at the ending.It’s the stiff, tight, real feeling of a smiling scab as you watch the wound mending.It’s when you first meet your best friend and you hate each other (but in a good way).
...Speeches cut off before they start,Hurtful truths that stay in the heart.Under grins they'll stayStored ever away;Hidden, but they never depart.
Let Me Tell You SomethingBack when I was just a boy,around the age of nine or ten,back when all I cared aboutwas hanging with my friends.Then one day my best friend said,“You know, these days they just won’t last.So what will you do when we’re apartand all of this is past?”I said, “Let me tell you somethingabout the man I want to be,about the life I want to liveand the world I want to see.Let me tell you somethingabout a spirit that is free.Let me tell you somethingabout the story that is me.”Skip ahead, and now I’m grownto the age of thirty-five.A job, a home, and a growing son,with a wife by my side.Then one day my young boy said,“Dad, what was life like for you?Because it wouldn’t be so badif I grew up the same way, too.”I said, “Let me tell you somethingabout the man I am today,about the life that I have builtand what I’ve learned along the way.Let me tell you somethingabout a spirit that is free.Let me te
to love beyond livingI hold youbetween all the thingsthat matter to me the mostin my lifeI have delivered a lovethat flows like a riverof understanding and faithnot because I enjoythe emptiness of uncertaintybut because I believesomehow it would bring peaceto your lonely heartI have loved youfor the part that is hiddenfrom your worldthe part that manifestsin beauty of heaven’s sunriseand in rainbow of your dreamsI know how much you want tobreak the horizonsand discover an endless universeof love and miraclesmy heart sees the child within youwanting to have mouthful of skiesfrom top of the tallest mountainand call out for wings of freedomI admire the man of youthat has travelledthrough these yearssearching for shoreswhere life existsin shells of humanityand the profound wealthof knowledge recitesfrom your wordsI see you closer to my godwhen you whispera prayer of gratitudelooking at a humble floweracross streetor when it rainsrandomly on a cold nightto me love
Something LostWhen I was youngerWith dark black hairFresh new skinBaby teeth still intactAnd a flawless porcelain teacupReady to be filledI was free.Summer days,Were magnificent.The sun would peek into my roomlike a bashful childMy eyes were wide awakeReady for a new day.Outside was whereMy spirit wasTiny toes and short legsTickled by dark green grassThat smelled of summer.When I was hungryMy small handsPlucked out the miniature mint leavesThat overtook the gardenSo I wouldn’t have to leave my friends for lunch.And the day went byDisappearing before my eyesOrange, red, yellow, a fire I couldn’t stopUntil it dulled to ashesAnd darkness encased my worldLike a box slammed shut.Those flickering sparksFlew aboutEvading my greedy graspMy eyes drooped like a willow treeTired from continuously pouring teaInto my cup.I was free,But even birds are chained to the skyAnd I flew back to my nestAfter soaring highReady to replenish my kettle.Now I lay in my bedT
Tell Me (We're Dying)Hey! Can I have your attention please?Or do I only get that when I’m down on my knees,In between your thighsTelling youYou’re not like all the other guys?Let’s just make this all so easyYou’re the gent and, well, me, I’m sleazy,You say so to your friends;Will you cryTo them when this, us, ends?Tell me you need meTell me you don’t.Tell me you love meTell me you won’tLeave me hereIn the ash, the dark, with all the broken thingsJust like me and you.I really can’t stand you at allBut every time you smile I just fallDown on my knees,In between your thighsTelling youYou’re not like all the other guys.Tell me you need meTell me you don’t.Tell me you love meTell me you won’tLeave me hereIn the ash, the dark, with all the broken thingsJust like me and you.This is all so explosiveAnd us, we’re set to be implosive,This is warfareYeah, this is war,Time to say a prayer.When I lookIn your eyes
Dream a Dream of MoonlightThe moon light sparkles down on thee,Radiating soft lightLike a gentle breeze.The flowers sway in this gentle breeze,Chiming beautifully like wedding bells.I only wish this day could be ours,But you’re only an illusion tonight, I’m afraid.So tonight I’ll enjoy this pleasant nightSo tonight I’ll dream a dream of moonlight.
006If he asked her to bleed she would sayHow deep do you want the cut?That's not love, darling.That's suicide.
Trappedsheclosesher blue eyesonly to seeothers happinesshow others are all freeshe is trapped inside herselftries, but unable to be freedshe is stuck, she cannot get awayinstead she stays unwilling to escape