

TiredTired just sitting here, Need to loose it all again, To feel alive within somehow, But cuts don't bleed now, They've run dry so soon, Tired of not wanting to be home, Hugs don't mean anything, A simple act in a play so cruel, Words fall flat to the floor, Broken promises and crushed dreams, Tired of being a plastic person, Dolls can keep their world, Wrapped up with everything perfect, But nothings ever perfect, At least in this nightmare, Tired of breathing a lie, Being the one smudge on your life, That never goes away, Always the mistTired


Demon Like MeI tiptoeDemon Like Me
Along the edge Of sanity And I know That this cant be All to life But its hard to know When this all I do Being a demon like me
Death is so tempting It whispers to me Craving me Wanting me The only one Who seems to be there For a demon like me
Taking my hand
The devil Guides me Off the edge
Into the blackness Of Hell A place for a demon like me
Playing the organ Of shadows I lose my self Forget all I know Lose to insanity Cackling like a demon l


just becauseJust because I cut; Don't call me a freak Don't call me crazy Don't label me Just because I cut; Don't turn your back on me Don't walk away Don't look the other way I am not different Just because I cut; Doesn't make me poison Its OK to talk to me Just because i cut---stand by me i need a friendjust because


cant be saved until shes heardRazor-blade kisses, And strawberry gashes. Wrists that are bleeding, And covered in slashes. A cry for help, Which may seem absurd. She can't be saved, Until she's heard.cant be saved until shes heard
Dragging the blade, Across her scarred skin. She smiles with joy, Yet she knows its a sin. It just gives her a buzz, Makes her soar like a bird. She can't be saved, Until she's heard.
Laughing people, That shout hurtful things. When she flys, They tear up her wings. Calling her loser, Freak, and nerd. She can't be saved, Unti


I Hated EverythingI never wanted to hear from God again But God doesn't listen well to the whinings of angry children. And one day I realized that God was there. Even when I didn't want him to be. In the wind blowing through the leaves. In the slant of sunlight in my window. In the spring flowers pushing up through the last trace of snow. God was there. And how I hated him. So time passed, and I hated God. And I hated everyone. And I hated everything. But most of all I hated myself. I hurt. So I hurt others. I was afraid. Angry. Despairing. And I hated GI Hated Everything
(I am a bad person who hasn't had enough time to read everything I've wanted to in your gallery. *weep*) I will though! Just watch...errr...ok whatever.
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I told myself I won't miss you
But I remembered
What it feels like beside you
-Hinder
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" The unexamined life isn't worth living, man"- Demetri Martin
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You'd think that people would've had enough, of silly love songs
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"Artists are muses to the world"
"Why do people spend so much time looking for a pot of gold and miss the rainbow?"
- Reed Bond
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If you are looking for friends that you know in real life I suggest you ask them what their usernames are. If you are looking for some new ones and a little guidance in this big DA world might I suggest this modest little club, =da-mentors?
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~agmook
~Teh-Poodle-Sticks
"Artists are muses to the world"
"Why do people spend so much time looking for a pot of gold and miss the rainbow?"
- Reed Bond
Aimee
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~da-mentors
~agmook
~Teh-Poodle-Sticks
"Artists are muses to the world"
"Why do people spend so much time looking for a pot of gold and miss the rainbow?"
- Reed Bond
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My eyes can't see a better day because no-one drys these tears to make my vision clear
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