

Toxic LullabyThe smile on my face used to be genuineToxic Lullaby
But now I feel no emotion
I'm just hollow
I'm in my own serene world
Everyone rushes past me
Too quick to realize
That I'm clinging to what's left of my sanity...
I desperately cry out for help
But no one seems to hear me...
Maybe everything would be better
If I just faded away
So I fake a smile and laugh at a humorless joke
But even to me, my laugh sounds weak
My body is just an empty shell
Tears well up in my eyes &n


Shattered SoulShe used to be a rose, Her petals ruby red. She used to be an angel, With a halo 'round her head.Shattered Soul
This girl was once a dove, Her wings spread open wide. A strong, but beautiful mare, On whom anyone could ride.
Once a gentle spirit, She could heal the deepest scars. She was once the Moon, Who could outshine the stars.
Now her petals are gone, And she's overcome with thorns. Her angel wings have been replaced, With a set of demon horns.
Once a dove but now a raven, She's been robbed of all that's pure. And her


My DreamIt would have been pitch black if it werent for the misty blue glow that came from nowhere and everywhere at the same time. Mirrors lined the walls of the narrow hallway, but strangely, they lacked my reflection as if I were visible to no one but myself. My hair was gathered up in a loose bun, a few curly strands framing my face. A blood red cloak was fastened around my throat and dragged behind me as I inched forward, slowly as if I were afraid and unsure of what lie ahead, although I knew perfectly well what awaited me. I arrived in a circular room with a high cathedral ceiling. In the center of the room was a platform witMy Dream


Emo?Emo? is it really that bad? you cant accept the fact that i get a little sad? that i am a little mad? so i favor black and i dont like pink you use those as reasons to make my soul sink so some of us cut and some of us dont we can smile laugh love and live we're just not like the rest sure we cry we want to die but none of you understand its not like we had planned to live life like this to spend our days depressed and amiss we're not bad people we dont worship satan we're not out to kill anyone we juEmo?


Evening of the vampiresMusic and blood, and love and death. These words are very similar to each other. Music is like a drug to our blood, and love usually leads to death. These words are close to the keywords to the place were something so terrifying and fascinatingly beautiful creatures lives. The music breaks the silence that is so depressing and gloomy. And the blood, how ironic, is the vine in their glasses. Love... There is no other place where love can be so passionate and divine that it leads the men into death. Now the introduction is over.Evening of the vampires
Imagine the most beautiful house with several triplex. Its from the


Fall Back...Waiting for someone to soothe the painFall Back...
You wade in the blackness of your sorrow.
The loathing serenade sung day by day
Caresses your depression and sadness.
Take not my pity but my hand
To lead you from your shadow.
Exiled by your own emotions
You've fallen into the pit of your very essence.
A light shining radiantly dissolves the loneliness in your heart
Your curiosity is matched only by your beauty.
Upon the light I welcome you with open palm
To start anew your diligence.
No longer shal
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it;s really good I enjoyed reading it
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The wolves
in the forest
are more
decent.
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~Sometimes you have to play the villian to be a hero~
~Sometimes the one thing you wish for most, is the thing you can never have~
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