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Saturday, 31 January 2004

Pretty Girl by Sugar Cult
pretty girl is suffering while he confesses everything.pretty soon she'll figure out what his intentions were about.and that's what you get for falling again;you can never get him out of your head. and that's what you get for falling again;you can never get him out of your head.
she's beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego and the killer instinct tells her to be aware of evil men.and that's what you get for falling again;you can never get him out of your head.and that's what you get for falling again;
you can never get him out of your head.
it's the way that he makes you cry.
it's the way that he's in your mind.
it's the way that he makes you fall in love.it's the way that he makes you feel.it's the way that he kisses you.
it's the way that he makes you fall in love...

Posted by scary/punk_chocolate at 11:48 PM EST
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Where am I? Im not in a place I've been before. There are no windows, no gates, no doors. Just walls baracading what's really there, just silence to let me ponder in fear.I punch the walls but my tries are absurd, for no one can hear me, my cries left unheard. I guess i'm here to stay in this place unknown, atleast i cant get hurt if im all alone....

Posted by scary/punk_chocolate at 11:48 PM EST
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What is love? Love is shit. Its not all it seems. Its one lie after another. one heart break after another. Fuck love. its never done anything for me....Music is the only thing that can set me free. It is the only shoulder I have to cry on. It is the only ear that hears my cries. It has helped me through some hard times. It understands me. It speaks to me. Without music there would be no me.....

Posted by scary/punk_chocolate at 11:47 PM EST
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I'm going crazy.......They are talking about me, why are they looking at me? Don't touch me. Im going to break. Im breaking. Watch me fall but dont catch me. Let me slip, slipping from reality I want to be alone. I can't understand this. Why am I crying? What is wrong with me? I am a freak. I can't think. I can't breathe. I'm suffocating. I'm lost. I'm not alone. Someone's here. In my head. Laughing at me. Stabbing my insides. Memories are fading. Where am I? Who am I? Death is overcoming me. I can't escape it. I'm going...I'm gone..

Posted by scary/punk_chocolate at 11:47 PM EST
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i sit next to myself, to examine all my flaws, I look how far ive climbed,and i watched myself fall. I watched myself grow and i watched myself shrink, I saw myself cry, i saw myself think, i saw myself walk, I saw myself fly, i saw myself break, i saw my self die.

Posted by scary/punk_chocolate at 11:47 PM EST
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Alone....its the way I ought to be,
Alone...my heart feels pain and agony,
Alone...i cant stand this anymore,
Alone... i crumble and fall to the floor
Alone... thats all i will ever be
Alone...ill die by myself just me

Posted by scary/punk_chocolate at 11:45 PM EST
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