i'm a prisoner
of word's unsaid
just lonely feelings
locked away in my head
i trap myself further
everytime i stay quiet
i should start to speak
but istop and stay silent
and now i have made my own hard bed
inside a prisoner of words unsaid
i am a P.O.W.
not a prisoner of war
a prisoner of words
like a soldier
i'm a fighter
yet only a puppet
mostly i only say
what anda wanna hear
could anda take it if i came clear?
atau would yourather see me
stoned on a drug of the M.I.A.
i guess that's what i am
scraping this cold earth
for a piece of myself
For Peace in myself
of word's unsaid
just lonely feelings
locked away in my head
i trap myself further
everytime i stay quiet
i should start to speak
but istop and stay silent
and now i have made my own hard bed
inside a prisoner of words unsaid
i am a P.O.W.
not a prisoner of war
a prisoner of words
like a soldier
i'm a fighter
yet only a puppet
mostly i only say
what anda wanna hear
could anda take it if i came clear?
atau would yourather see me
stoned on a drug of the M.I.A.
i guess that's what i am
scraping this cold earth
for a piece of myself
For Peace in myself
pain fills my hati, tengah-tengah and brings me to the darkside where I reside for awhile. Until I'm grabbed sejak the hand and pulled out sejak a so-called friend who just pushes me back in and leaves me to cry in the darkest corner of my heart. I feel like I'm being ripped apart, limb sejak limb, every string of my hati, tengah-tengah played sejak the devil's hand. I feel like I'm not whole, like I'm nothing without him. The one one who killed his best friend, the one who left me alone, I didn't know how to swim. All I want is him to come back and hurt me again. He was my only friend, atau so I thought, but when he slapped me across my face, that's emotion anda can't replace and I faced it everyday atau so for a tahun and a half. Don't try to sympathize because I know with my hati, tengah-tengah and soul that anda will leave and let me go with crappy bittersweet goodbyes...
Black roses;
They became the Ros that where once red,
They became this Black when my hati, tengah-tengah bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my hati, tengah-tengah follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart
Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful anda are,
Your as raidient as a shining star
Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip
i hpoe anda like them (:
They became the Ros that where once red,
They became this Black when my hati, tengah-tengah bled,
They Represent my Sorrows,
They represent the path my hati, tengah-tengah follows,
Black roses;
the symbol of my heart,
this is what it became, once i fell apart
Black roses,
there's a beauty hidden in this Darkened rose,
as it Stands innocently Maintaining its pose,
A beauty that Attracts those who have gone astray,
it frees them of thier hearts pain,
Black roses;
So beautiful anda are,
Your as raidient as a shining star
Razor blade roses,
free me of your grip,
as your sharp ends are causing my skin to split,
Theres nothing like this pain,
but for this moment, i will let the blood rain,
the beauty pours from its core,
Spreading eagerly across its Petal covered floors,
Pain becomes pleasure,
As this rose is tempting me with its beauty,
free me from your grip,
and let the blades slip
i hpoe anda like them (:
Envelope with the royal seal
To her, memeories are a painful reminder of the past. She has a box full of them. She has an idea. She takes the box full of memories to a field. She opens it and takes out the worst memory of all. It's a picture of them smiling. She gets angry and rips it in half. She takes a lighter and sets the picture on fire. She sets it on the box. All the memeories she kept hidden, go up in flames. She smiles, then leaves. The flames eventually die down. Her memories are completely lost. And she's happy about it.
