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Hidden in the Dark

All my life I've listened,
never to be heard.
All my life I've cried,
not showing the tears.
All my life I've tried to forget,
always to remember.
All my life I've wanted,
never to receive.
All my life I've faked a smile,
always to turn around and frown.
All my life I've attempted to love,
always to be rejected.
All my life I've tried to run from myself,
always to be caught again.
All my life I was alone,
even when I was surrounded by people.
All my life I've been tainted,
wishing I could undo his mistakes .
All my life I've waited for someone to hear my screams,
only to be smothered again.
All my life I've been the girl who wears black,
just wanting to show how I felt.
All my life I've tried to show my creativity,
almost always to be ridiculed.
All my life I was in the back of the room,
hiding from the judgmental eyes of my peers.
All my life I've been asked whats wrong,
always to reply "nothing."
All my life I've been hidden in the dark,
And that's where I'll always stay.


The love of the Reaper

The black abyss waits,
It awaits your arrival,
And it awaits your denial.

And I can’t ignore deaths cold hands.
To be wrapped in his embrace.
The tastes of his corpse like lips caress my face.

No one can save me now,
Now I will take a bow
As I take a knee,

He knows , I know, he’s waiting for me.
I will go in to nothingness;
And my face he will caress,
With his cold white fingers,
And I know his love still lingers.

Giving me a kiss of icy seclusion,
His eyes loving seem as an illusion.
We ride in a cage of forgotten life,
He carries along with him a tall scythe.

But we will escape this place,
And live among the human race.
I will forever be by his side,
For he loved me even after I died.


I FELL

I called out his name,
But he never came.
I screamed, I yelled, I cried,
And that night i died.
I was waiting for him,
And the night grew cold and dim.
I was alone and afraid,
That's when I took the blade.
He left me alone,
with no home.
So I wanted to end my life,
Using the little knife.
A blade made of steel,
will let him know my love is real.
i opened a vein,
But him I still couldn't blame.
I fell to the dirt,
As my heart began to hurt.
He had done nothing wrong,
But my love for him was far to strong.
Yes he moved on,
But i realized how much I needed him when he was gone.
My heart had shattered,
But to him it never really mattered.
Do I still love him? Yes I do.
And my love for him will always and forever be true.


Fear
Most people are ruled by the fear of getting hurt physically and emotionally. Like for example ,being emotionally afraid,
this is a fear more terrifying than pain for most people.
They can fall completely and totally in love and are terrified of giving their heart away because
they fear that person may end up breaking it instead of keeping it safe.
People also have a fear of being in physical pain or of death only because , well it hurts.
You can't not be afraid. Everybody's afraid of something. Even you.

Inside me is silence
I feel as if i'm dying and yet my body is warm.
I wonder if this is a sideaffect of falling in love
and then having your heart shatter in your own hands.
Love is intended to last forever, but what happens
when forever dies, does love die along with it, or
does true love last even after forever?
It's the end of my world, my sanity, and my heart.
But it's just the begining of your torture.
Now you will understand how I felt when you
screwed with my emotions and left me.
Now when your final breath comes you will wish
that you were in my arms.
But you will go all alone and into nothing
but complete and utter darkness.
Your body will tremble, full of
fear for your hell is near.


Shards

My heart was broken when I saw the way you looked at her.
My friend, my competion, she was the only thing that stood in the way of my happiness.
Now this is the only thing I can really say:
My heart lay shattered upon the dead ground in pieces
just waiting to be picked by someone with the loving hand that can put the pieces back together,
But for some reason those hands seem impossible to find ,I wonder if you could helpwith this mess.
But if you love her leave the shards upon the ground
and be happy with your perfect match, your love, my friend but no longer my competition,
or would you rather have me, were is your heart at?? Do you already know what you want??
Have you chosen or are you still confused like I am.
Is yourheart as brocken as mine??
I would gladly put it all back together and guard it from all of the evil people,
The people who would try to take it and shred it into the little pieces it used to be ,
you would be safe and protected by my love, but I am lost in this world of confusion,love ,and helplessness.
Please help me find my way back, back to where I am free to love and live by my own rules.
Help me fix the SHARDS.

Do you really?

As darkness rips at my blinding eyes,
I fade away into the night.
which starts to devour me.
Even though I love you I am afraid of what you really think of me,
and how you really feel.
Even though you smile at me with those loving eyes, and arms that
were always open wide, I can't help but wonder if its all a disguise.
I have only one question:
Do you really love me ?

Brutal Romance

A girl once had a brutal romance,
for his love kept her in a trance.
He stayed with her for months,
And said he loved her, only once.
When she saw the way he looked at you,
thats when she knew his love couldn't be true.
It was only her love for him she could feel,
When she realized his love was not real.
It was the way his eyes grew wide,
that let her know he had lied.
So to you, she gave him away ,
In hope that he would return to her the next day.
Thats when she realized that stupid little mistakes,
lead to even bigger heart brakes.
As he departed she whispered " Je T'aime encore".
She said this to her betrayer.
Je t'aime encore - I still love you


Evil

As her body grew cold,
Her story began to unfold.
At eight years,
He started her fears.
As she went through school,
Acting like everything was cool.
She was afraid of him and her being alone,
Especially at home.
Tell her mother, ha, she tried.
When she didn't believe her, she cried.
That night an eight year old girl learned about suicide.
She broke a mirror and the blood flowed as a tide.
She gazed at the shattered glass,
That seemed to reflect her past.
She saw images of a broken girl,
and the man that ended her world.
That night she cried,
and that night a little girls innocence died.


Dark Angel
(Dedicated to Jonathan Kates)

Why do you come to me in my sleep?
My dark angel, my sweet.Always in my dreams you appear,
Just to save me from another nightmare.
Why do you hide from the light?
My dark angelic knight,
My winged immortal with alabaster skin,
Though you have committed such a sadistic sin.
On his throne you decided to sit,
And you took his trust and betrayed it.
He took you and cast you down,
Far beneath the mortal ground.
He banned your followers from heaven as well,
Because they listened to what you had to tell.
The dark and sadistic creatures you now govern,
He said “To heaven you can no longer return.
It started out as a game,
Because all you really wanted was his fame.
Now you thrive on the hearts of the broken.
At this moment it’s my heart you have taken.
You continue to fool me and draw me closer.
For you think no woman can love a monster.
So please tell me what I can do,
Because dark prince I do love you.


~Broken~
[I run to the bathroom and hit the mirror.]

The door is closed and I hide behind it.
I sat there in the bathroom, crying.
All because you had been lying.
So when I found out about her,
I let you go.
" Why in the world did I do that?"
I whispered to myself.
I turned and looked at the broken mirror.
It was shattered like the girl looking into it.
I thought I could fix it,
So I started to pick up the pieces.
Putting the shards back in the frame.
But it fell again,
and cut my hand.
I was frustrated so I hit the metal backing
where the mirror used to be .
I then stared into the pieces of glass,
I saw your smile and my frown.
You were with her and I was alone, bleeding.
I picked up the slivers of glass,
and they finally stayed in the frame.
But all I saw were the scars from being broken.
It reminded me of my broken heart .
So I hit it again, they fell, and I realized,
a broken heart is like broken glass
because its better to leave it alone,
Than get yourself hurt trying to put them back together.

Trapped

As I look upon this mirror,
I wish a wish that I know will not come true.
I wish for someone to see me.
Someone who would not leave me alone.

For I am trapped in this wall
Of another dimension.
Asking for something more, more than just this
This is like a simple kiss.

Wanted yes, but wanting more
Of course who doesn’t
I want more than a kiss.
I want love again.

Before the day of my everlasting rest.
I would like to hear those words again.
As they mean it best,
After that I felt the curse begin.

The curse like Snow White,
But hers was not death.
Though I wish my curse was a easy as hers.


Oblivion

Two lovers are on the trail of hate and betrayal.
For one of them is lying to their heart.
as they walk down the path of deception,
They step over the line that leads into oblivion.
The one with the true heart,
begins to see the lies in her lovers eyes.
She released his hand and looked into the eyes of her betrayer.
As a cascade of tears escaped his eyes,
she then knew that her accusation was true.
He broke down