A rose sitting on it's bush
With thorns down the stem
That makes a finger go
Drip drip drip
Red splattered paint
In the winter snow
Drip drip drip
The pain will stop
Once you let go
Of the rose
Thats holds the pain of red splattered paint
They say she's strong
But they don't know
She walks around on a daily bases
On the verge of tears
You don't have a clue
That she's not fine.
Maybe I don't cry, but I hurt
Maybe I won't say, but I feel
Maybe I don't show, but I care
I wished the world knew the pain you caused me.
They don't want to cry,
they want it to stop.
They don't want to cut,
they want it to stop.
so why haven't they stopped it?
they don't want to die,
they just want it to stop.
What if I never loved you?
What if I did love you?
What if I said you where the cause of my pain?
What if I said you didn't cause my pain?
What if is the question every one asks after sometime bad happens. What if I didn't say that to him he would still be here? what if I just said I love you more? What if I just said yes? What if I never loved you
Hurt,
Blinding my senses.
Throwing me into,
Total confusion.
Should I be sad,
Or should I smile?
What emotion,
Should I show.
What facial gestures,
Must I make.
Happiness is so much,
Easier to fake.
Is this good,
Or is this bad?
Do such terms exist,
In this universe.
There was a time
The sound in my chest was soft
The clapping of flesh on blood
Soft and moist
But that was when I had a heart
Human it was
But the pain it brought me
Great and Sad
And now,
All I hear is screeching
A heart of stone
Hard and Dry
Like the grinding of granite on ice
The ice that now flows through me
The ice that now flows in my vein
Forgive and forget,
Please let the pain consume you
Forgive and forget,
Everything they have done to you
Remember the ideals you've been preaching
Don't do this terrible things that you're wishing
You'll feel pain today, and again tomorrow
Don't make things worse, just endure the sorrow
Forgive and forget those who caused you pain
And just enjoy everything, even the rain
Also don't yell out, "I'm becoming insane!"
Because remember, you have nothing to gain
You are always alone, please don't forget
Do not complain, your future is set
Just forgive and forget every painful thing
And just let me watch your suffering
i love books because every ending is tied up with a pretty bow
all loose ends addressed
instead of the empty half-ever-afters full of questions
sorrows
pain
confusion
left behind after you're screwed over
you don't have to wonder
you know
i lay there for twenty-two days
wilting
crying
feeling as if i was slowly dying
while still begging for the help that never came
i lay there for twenty-two days before i learned
that help would
never
come
and the stabbing, gut-wrenching pain would
never
end
until i took that knife and killed the soulless creature devouring me
in cold blood
it seems to me that the only
cure
for a broken heart is to spread
the pain
to others and wear it like spoils of war