Feel The Way I FeelNever going backAlways rememberingThe emotions lackSmiles crumblingTrusting deepThe hurt eatingEyes never meetingThe shield protectsNever forgetsThe darkness embraces
WingsI am fallenAnd brokenAnd never forgivenI am a failureDid nothing rightWhen I thought I didI am nothingJust some sparkThat's going darkerI lost my wingsScars left behindReady to goBut before it's deathYou healed my woundsBy not even touching themRevive the sparkGrowing and growingWith help beside meYou gave me new wingsSo I could fly without flyingYou gave me you
AngelYou came like an angelSuddenly in my lifeThe strength in your eyesHitting me, like a knifeI prayed to youAbruptly you cameFlashing dark blueA serious faceHelping me, you hearAs good as you canSaving me, disappearLike the first timeSaving meWhile war cut throughYou're still here, cuzI need you
I am a writer.And I don't even careif the world hears my story.All I want to dois put my ink to paperand stain the white with all the thingsyou said to meand watch the paper blackenuntil you can't see the lines,because I am a writer.And I always carry my penso I can stain the world with my storiesthe way you stained me.I'll see you in the pages.
I Ship UsI can not measure our lovein words, but in how tightwe hug when we finallysee each other again. Thereis starshine in your smileand I could swear that youare Aurora, wreathed inbeauty, but with less sleepingand more ass-kicking.You are kind and selfless,a true paragon of loveand a goddess of all thingsgood. where most have blood,you have eternal love.all the light in the worldis simply not enoughto express the lightyour friendship andlove bring to me.Passion and excitementexude from everythingthat you do and you pouryour heart into; everything youmake, everything you touch.When we first met, there wasn'ta doubt in my mind that Ihad found one of my soulmates,someone who could laughover puns and obsess overpokemon, someone who wouldn'tjudge me on anything I'd done.A kind soul that is therefor all to see. One that hasbeen scarred and one Iwish to protect. Everythingyou do becomes bettersimply by your being there.You are the reason I believein friends b
AthenaTeach me how to be soft.Like Monet paintings.All pastel and water colorSo easily washed away.But so breath takingly pretty.Teach me how to be quiet. (Ha!)Like the breeze whistling through the trees.Delicate and belonging to Spring.Turn my hurricane winds into something you can handle.Teach me how to be beautiful.A paper cut out doll from your magazines, so easily ripped in to two.But don't I look so nice in this dress?Make my hair like silkInstead of a mess of tangled curls.Take your burning hot flat irons and turn every fiery red head knot into golden blonde.Style it until I look like a Hollywood princess.Sick and utterly gorgeous.Am I perfect to you now?You took my storms and made me into a colorless July sky.But you tell me 'Smile honey'Cameras go 'Snap snap snap'And I can hear my heart beat in them.You've taught me this since I was born.But I know better now.My pretty is uniqueLike wild flowers and thunderstorms.Vibrant and loud.And I will not be tamed,B
Gentle EdgesDarling..be gentle with my edges,they may be sharp and rough,but they are a big part of methat made me strong when I was weak.
HumanDying sun and the birth of the moon.Foxes playing in the snow and ancient memories.Receiving presents and getting drunk in the daylight.Useless criticism and sad songs.White weddings and pale funerals.Kind words and happy endings.Heartbreak, success, failure, death and happiness.A good book and life in general.Simple things like that can make you cry.And that's okay.You're not made of stone and iron,you're not a cold, heartless machine...You're just human.And that's more than okay.
Just A GirlShe just a broken girl thatpours her secrets into the nightin the form of melodies andthe fire that burns so bright.She's just a naive girl thatwrites random heartbreaking art andtries to keep her heart fromfalling apart.She's just a girl thattries so hard to survive in the worldfilled with two-faced people andendless inner wars that keep on burning..
speak up before it's too lateit saddens me deeplyhow the differencebetween making your lifeand taking your lifeis a single letterremember the importanceof words-speak up before it's too late
Through The FlameThrough The Flame:Can you feel it in the winds?The chilling cries of blood-lust that sing through the air...May your people weep at the destruction that is to come;While you mortals cower behind your wards of flesh and steel!How does it feel I wonder,This question I askTo those who have spent their entire existenceAmassing power over their fellows...Know now that your paltry gestures;Your pseudo-might is but dust,Cast into the violent wind of a whirling typhoon!Now, tremble within your hovels of concrete and steel,For I am rage incarnate and I have come to ensure,That your world will burn...
Disappearing Piece By PieceClosed doors.Locked doors.Memories in scars.Tears that fall unheeded,and wishes from afar.Disappear, oh Disappear.Voices in my head,I cannot entertain you.I cannot end up dead.You know that I won't stay forever,so you up the Pain.I still don't understand you,though I know what you seek to gain.You cannot have my body,it's under my control...and though you whittle away the pieces,and I'm no longer whole...I'm stronger than you think me,stronger than I know.I hurt!I hurt!Damn you Shadows!I do not want to go!I want to stay,I want to see!Please, oh please...just no!
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