happiness doesn't Exist
Mood:  sad
Now Playing: why can't i have a good life that i love to live
Topic: why can't i have a life
happiness doesn't Exist it can't if it did why don't i have it i cut myself again and i'm going to see my brother Nick today Nick is going to give me this BIG why do you not striaghten up talk and he has done that done already but it was about me doing drugs and he said "you should stop doing that and straighten up be a good person for Ashton(are niece)
to look up to" so i get to hear it again about in a different way YEY and my brithday is tomorrow i am going to be alone and depressed all day all long alone but i am used to it by now

i'm gone later

I Cried
Mood:  blue
Now Playing: sad lost little Goth Girl
Topic: A poem by me
I Cried (I Miss’ You Grandad) I cried for you. I cried alone. I cried to live. I cried on your stone I miss your heart. I miss your soul. I miss you with your smiles and cheers. & I miss the way you’d laugh with no sign of fear. I cried for you. I cried alone. I cried to live. I cried on your stone. The tears I’ve lost. The tears you’ve kept. Are all from the heart and so we wept. Until I see you on the other side. I will cry these tear because of you. As I wrote this poem just for you I cried for you. I cried alone. I cried to live. I cried on your stone. With all the love my heart can give I will miss you until the end. But it will take a while for are hearts to mend. But we all know we will be together again in heaven were you will be awaiting are arrival at the heavenly gates I cried for you. I cried alone. I cried to live. I cried on your stone.

Darkness Falls
Mood:  blue
Now Playing: sad lost heart broken
Topic: A poem by me
Darkness Falls Darkness falls over the sky as the dark red moon rests in the crimson black sky the star’s shine blood red as I looked around I seen the beauty in my world. Where the darkness never leaves me and I know it won’t deceive me. Because the darkness is me. My blood. My soul. Made this place of death and darkness this place I have created is a prison for the lost souls that can’t find a home this is a place they can call their own. This is a place of my own making. I can take your soul a along with all the other souls I have taken from all the ones I loved most and they where the ones I lost first. When the darkness falls all around you and the only thing you to is darkness. You know you have finally come to be with me in my dark midnight dream

Sad Poem
Mood:  blue
Now Playing: sad lost little girl
Topic: A poem by me
Beauty or not I wish I could see the beauty from within but its hidden so deep inside within my walls that hide my darkened soul and the river of tear that drown my little black heart and the pool of crimson black blood that pours of my wrists but my insanity stay’s the same the same demented Goth girl I was always felt inside the one no one understands or even want’s to no so I ask you a question beauty or not . Yeah I think not

Sad Poem
Mood:  blue
Topic: A poem by me
I NEVER WANTED TO BE YOU

I never wanted to Be you but now you see it's true
I Never wanted to see
or even Know your way's
cause I always knew your Games in the games you always
had a Twist and now see it I see it on my Wrist

It may be His name he sees
but when it stops’ Bleeding you'll all be in black from the a Lose of Blood
from when I went back . . . back to the place where I Die Before and this time I may not come back
and I am scared as you see I’m all in black waiting for the next attack the attack on my Wrist
I'm Scare................ scare for what I have become
I have become the Death Angel the angel dressed in black
like I said I never wanted to Be you but now you see it's true

A sad Poem about my Sad little life
Mood:  blue
Topic: A poem by me
IS ANYBODY OUT THERE? Why did u care when know body's there? sometime I sit and ponder oh how I wonder thinking thing's that should not be thinking that cannot be wishing things’ I want to be wishing you could feel the pain the pain engraved in my soul the pain that will not leave until the passing of my day and they come with a glaze a glaze from my pass the passed that have tried to be forgotten but when I go back to the pass back to the place where I die before back to the forgotten war's the war with my life the life that has been torn torn from the beet of movement the beet of sound torn from the beet of life I have found my true calling my calling is this now you see it you see it on my wrist and I'll end it with this you can't feel this this pain I feel I have in my heart the heavy pain engraved in my soul that will never let go This is my sad life