Alone in the world
and she doesn't know why
either way you see her cry
wipe your tears
let go your fears
lobby entrance and maple floors
walk though the closing doors
take the elevator to the top floor
the chill cold wind from the north
clouds come so rain can pour
her eyes weak, dying, and sore
she looks to the edge
no more, no more
fly my child
fly
into the sky
knowing freedom one more time
you hear voice from behind
you don't hear them weep and sigh
cause your alone all the time
fly my child
fly
into the sky
turning to see one more smile
instead it frowns
so you try to hug a cloud
falling to the ground
fly my chi
I guess you can say I have been thinking alot
trying to forget things I have forgot
I guess you can say this is just a thought
for the pain I have done and got
I want to stop the ringing in my head
I want to stop dreaming I am dead
I wish I had some more meds
but then again
these are only thoughts
and for they have brought
can never stop
like rain with a drip and a drop
my mind is leaving me on the spot
as if to say it wants to stop
I wish I didnt wake up at all
open eyes to the empty space and the wall
no one is there to hear my call
Just a empty space and the wall
I guess you can say it's all my fault
why Im alone and my
I lived over there once before
over the hill behind the door
but nothing left but ashes on the floor
love the sweet is now in gore
and now my whole heart is torn
because of her scorn
once I knew the ending score
being left in a losing war
We fought and yelled
while putting each other in hell
and when it failed
are snow struck love
turned into hail
cause it failed
locking us in a emotional jail
taking our air, leaving us pale
You cant take back what was said
that day you got mad and lost your head
you see now your love is dead
because you now sleep all alone in your bed
closing your eyes hoping your dead
but you know in th
Living in closets is thought to be bad
they say all the darkness will drive you mad
as the quite shadow plays on your hand
Forgetting all the memories you once had
Talking to your self sounds a little sad
but you were always alone as a lad
Sad on how mad that time had to see
Loving you to insanity
Your finding noises but cannot seek
while the silence on your mind feeds
they say children go out and play
then why are they kept inside all day
people cant be trusted they say
let them out, and they will be taken away
by what you think?
Monsters, demons and all sorts things
They Live in closet for many reasons you see
scared of the
I cannot see whats outside
covers on my windows are blocking my eyes
the spaces in between me and it
seem to be torn and split
spaces move in a shift
my body moves with it
I guess I can tell you about the space
why it moves from pace to pace
you see in one long night
the space and I had a fight
for what was real and what was right
we were debated in the moon light
no one had won this strife
just made the spaces wider, blacker then night
until I saw nothing but this abyss in my sight
the window had red blinds
to block any good from coming inside
the spaces from the window to me
had reached from inches to infinite
I will neve
You act all the time
I dont know if your wrong
or if your right
I cant tell if your truth
or a lie
because your hiding
all the time
you say
you love me
but much is unknown
you say I'm your friend
but I sleep in a hole
I get sad when you cry
I get happy when smile
but I guess in a while
you'll forget
and I'm here left with regret
wondering why I tried
Why I cared
why I laughed, hugged and shared
why I didnt see it
why did I believe it
why didnt I just leave it
like you did me in dispare
but what can I say
It wasnt the drive
It wasnt the high
Its wasnt what I paid
I guess love to you
must be a game
what a shame
yo
I knew a man with a headless dog
6feet tall sounds of the ball
fire burning the ground below
flesh burning so slow
cause we are
dead
bullet wound
flirts red
fall to ground and close your eyes
Shadow of light
fade from bright
now it is night
for life will go
no more stife
we ended it with guns and knives
but who really knows
because it all was for gold
now you live in
hell
you scream to yourself night
hoping to scare away the fright
only to find
you died
I told you a word before I sent
dont worry about heaven
forget about repent
I saw the good
destroyed by the bad
they killed all
all that they had
the world is so
Alone in the world
and she doesn't know why
either way you see her cry
wipe your tears
let go your fears
lobby entrance and maple floors
walk though the closing doors
take the elevator to the top floor
the chill cold wind from the north
clouds come so rain can pour
her eyes weak, dying, and sore
she looks to the edge
no more, no more
fly my child
fly
into the sky
knowing freedom one more time
you hear voice from behind
you don't hear them weep and sigh
cause your alone all the time
fly my child
fly
into the sky
turning to see one more smile
instead it frowns
so you try to hug a cloud
falling to the ground
fly my chi
I guess you can say I have been thinking alot
trying to forget things I have forgot
I guess you can say this is just a thought
for the pain I have done and got
I want to stop the ringing in my head
I want to stop dreaming I am dead
I wish I had some more meds
but then again
these are only thoughts
and for they have brought
can never stop
like rain with a drip and a drop
my mind is leaving me on the spot
as if to say it wants to stop
I wish I didnt wake up at all
open eyes to the empty space and the wall
no one is there to hear my call
Just a empty space and the wall
I guess you can say it's all my fault
why Im alone and my
I lived over there once before
over the hill behind the door
but nothing left but ashes on the floor
love the sweet is now in gore
and now my whole heart is torn
because of her scorn
once I knew the ending score
being left in a losing war
We fought and yelled
while putting each other in hell
and when it failed
are snow struck love
turned into hail
cause it failed
locking us in a emotional jail
taking our air, leaving us pale
You cant take back what was said
that day you got mad and lost your head
you see now your love is dead
because you now sleep all alone in your bed
closing your eyes hoping your dead
but you know in th
Living in closets is thought to be bad
they say all the darkness will drive you mad
as the quite shadow plays on your hand
Forgetting all the memories you once had
Talking to your self sounds a little sad
but you were always alone as a lad
Sad on how mad that time had to see
Loving you to insanity
Your finding noises but cannot seek
while the silence on your mind feeds
they say children go out and play
then why are they kept inside all day
people cant be trusted they say
let them out, and they will be taken away
by what you think?
Monsters, demons and all sorts things
They Live in closet for many reasons you see
scared of the
I cannot see whats outside
covers on my windows are blocking my eyes
the spaces in between me and it
seem to be torn and split
spaces move in a shift
my body moves with it
I guess I can tell you about the space
why it moves from pace to pace
you see in one long night
the space and I had a fight
for what was real and what was right
we were debated in the moon light
no one had won this strife
just made the spaces wider, blacker then night
until I saw nothing but this abyss in my sight
the window had red blinds
to block any good from coming inside
the spaces from the window to me
had reached from inches to infinite
I will neve
You act all the time
I dont know if your wrong
or if your right
I cant tell if your truth
or a lie
because your hiding
all the time
you say
you love me
but much is unknown
you say I'm your friend
but I sleep in a hole
I get sad when you cry
I get happy when smile
but I guess in a while
you'll forget
and I'm here left with regret
wondering why I tried
Why I cared
why I laughed, hugged and shared
why I didnt see it
why did I believe it
why didnt I just leave it
like you did me in dispare
but what can I say
It wasnt the drive
It wasnt the high
Its wasnt what I paid
I guess love to you
must be a game
what a shame
yo
I knew a man with a headless dog
6feet tall sounds of the ball
fire burning the ground below
flesh burning so slow
cause we are
dead
bullet wound
flirts red
fall to ground and close your eyes
Shadow of light
fade from bright
now it is night
for life will go
no more stife
we ended it with guns and knives
but who really knows
because it all was for gold
now you live in
hell
you scream to yourself night
hoping to scare away the fright
only to find
you died
I told you a word before I sent
dont worry about heaven
forget about repent
I saw the good
destroyed by the bad
they killed all
all that they had
the world is so
Current Residence: 1800 s. Darkside avenue deviantWEAR sizing preference: X large Favourite genre of music: classic rock Favourite photographer: Andy Warhal Favourite style of art: Animation 2d Operating System: Window XP MP3 player of choice: Ipod Shell of choice: Ghost in the Wallpaper of choice: big love hina Skin of choice: light ^__^or tan^__^ Favourite cartoon character: Ein from Cowboy Bebeop or Vash from Trigun Personal Quote: You see a window of life or death its your choice to open, and play your own story outside the windo
Favourite Visual Artist
David Gilmour
Favourite Movies
American Beauty/ The founatin/Science of Sleep
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Pink floyd,ACDC,Korn,Jimi Hendrix, Tom petty,the shin,Enya,Dido,the killers,the strokes,ect
Favourite Writers
Thomas paine
Favourite Games
Life
Favourite Gaming Platform
chess set
Tools of the Trade
PC repair, and heart-break control
Other Interests
sleeping,talking to friends,anime drawing, computers, and just anyway to kill time ^__^
To give up
on what?
My dreams. Because I find the more I try to do better I worsen and the more I do worse...well i dont get better and after everything that has happened over last and this year, I will no longer strive to find or do what makes me happy. I'm going to do what my father told me, that money and the means of making it is the only way to be successful. I didn't believe that at first, I was blind and stupid to think that kindness and following your dreams and heart would bring you happiness and joy to your life. I'm not going to draw anymore, I'm not going to make stories, and I'm not going to do music, I'm not going to party as
~ Letting go doesn't mean giving up... it means moving on. It is one of the hardest things a person can do. Starting at birth, we grasp on to anything we can get our hands on, and hold on as if we will cease to exist when we let go. We feel that letting go is giving up, quitting, and that as we all know is cowardly. But as we grow older we are forced to change our way of thinking. We are forced to realize that letting go means accepting things that cannot be. It means maturing and moving on, no matter how hard you have to fight yourself to do so." ~
I go now.
Goodbye Everyone
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