Angelic Tears never wept,
Siren screams never shed,
One who should have never slept,
One who should have never fled,
In this hollow silence kept
From the babe in its bed,
As the fires slowly crept,
And this is how the story read.
The feel of your skin,
The look in your eyes,
Everything so pure,
Everything so right,
Nobody around us,
Just you and I,
Never let this feeling go,
Not from this magic night,
Ill hold you here forever,
And never let you go,
This feeling is so true to me,
This bliss is my ecstasy.
Torn from a mother,
Torn from a lover,
The harsh cries of a child,
The abrasions only so mild,
Silent tears as you struggle for breath,
Silent tears as you cling to death,
No more life in that little body,
No more life in that empty shell.
Never, never heard you,
Never, never loved you,
Never, never held you,
Like a lover should,
Never, never kissed you,
Never, never touched you,
Never, never saw you,
Like a daughter should
This is me,
In all completeness,
Never, never anything,
But all messed up.
Just stop breathing,
No more screaming,
Nobody cares,
They all just glare,
Stop fighting,
Stop struggling,
Youll never be able to share,
What you truly are.
Angelic Tears never wept,
Siren screams never shed,
One who should have never slept,
One who should have never fled,
In this hollow silence kept
From the babe in its bed,
As the fires slowly crept,
And this is how the story read.
The feel of your skin,
The look in your eyes,
Everything so pure,
Everything so right,
Nobody around us,
Just you and I,
Never let this feeling go,
Not from this magic night,
Ill hold you here forever,
And never let you go,
This feeling is so true to me,
This bliss is my ecstasy.
Torn from a mother,
Torn from a lover,
The harsh cries of a child,
The abrasions only so mild,
Silent tears as you struggle for breath,
Silent tears as you cling to death,
No more life in that little body,
No more life in that empty shell.
Never, never heard you,
Never, never loved you,
Never, never held you,
Like a lover should,
Never, never kissed you,
Never, never touched you,
Never, never saw you,
Like a daughter should
This is me,
In all completeness,
Never, never anything,
But all messed up.
Just stop breathing,
No more screaming,
Nobody cares,
They all just glare,
Stop fighting,
Stop struggling,
Youll never be able to share,
What you truly are.
Every time I rise, I feel you falling.
Can we live together, without bleeding hearts?
Every time I rise, I feel you falling.
Can we find our space, can we live without?
Its in your reach, concentrate.
Ill be there, Ill catch us.
Its in your reach, concentrate.
If you deny it, then its gone.
Every time I rise, I feel you falling.
Can we bleed it out, or does it wilt?
Every time I rise, I feel you falling.
Can we find our place, or is this our fate?
Its in your reach, concentrate.
Ill be there, Ill break your fall
Its in your reach, concentrate.
Else it falls, falls apart.
I wrote this novel just for you,
I wanted to be one of us,
I read a book about our song,
But now its gone,
Those mother fuckers got us wrong.
And I want to know,
Who wrote the last page,
I need those words to be known,
Are they true,
Just yet who,
It was you.
I wrote this novel just for you,
A party and dance,
To cake and lies,
When do we spread,
How do we fly,
Spared death by a page.
Run away from all the words,
All it takes is one movement,
Close the book and run,
A waste of paper,
I wrote this novel just for you.
Flee into dawn
He walked over and looked once more into the mirror mounted above the sink in his bathroom, wiping clear apart of the mirror his eyes meet his dark green and if someone was to look into them they would be moved to tears and want nothing more than to do anything for the poor soul attached to those eyes, all he saw was a moopy sook. Sitting under his eyes lay his nose slightly too big for his face, no one ever payed it much thought always looking at other parts of his face very few who summed him up ever mentioned his nose, he liked it because he thought it distracted from the rest of his face. His lips were large, the upper o
Current Residence: Melbourne Favourite genre of music: anything! Favourite photographer: Carma-Bel and NessNess Operating System: Windows XP MP3 player of choice: iRiver Favourite cartoon character: Howl? Personal Quote: Simplicity is not as simple as we believe it to be
Favourite Visual Artist
Monnet or the people who go around and do graffiti art
Favourite Movies
Dracula, Dracula 2000
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
H.I.M, The 69 Eyes, Cradle of Filth, Gackt, The Murderdolls
Favourite Writers
Edgar Allan Poe, Anne Rice and Mary Ann Mitchell
Favourite Games
WoW
Favourite Gaming Platform
comp or PS2
Other Interests
music, friends, photography, writting, reading etc.
I haven't uploaded anything in a while and I apologise for that. I seem to be some what lacking inspiration. The curse of writing. I am also currently in the middle of exams, so probably wont be doing much in the way of writing for a while.
Other than that there really isn't much news in my life.
Ciao.
so though I've been grounded for over a mointh I have been on here occasionally, but guess what! I'm ungrounded now! YAY!... now I just need to find something to do with that freedom.
hm... well I'm grounded and so can't get onto my laptop to do anything except at school (hehe DA at school!) anyway due to this awful fact I won't be doing anything on here for AGES! And if I keep going the way I am then it may be longer than I think... yes I got grounded on top of my grounding so now instead of being ungrounded on the second I shall be ungrounded on the ninth. GAH! EVIL PARENTS! Don't ask the reason I'm grounded there it is absolutely idiotic. So as a result I am currently in a semi bad mode. oh well