When friends betray friends,With words less than kind, It tears apart the friendship, And all the ties that bind. When friends betray friends, It hurts you to the core. All the trust and love, It all goes out the door. Like an ice cold sword, That tears t...
Feared confirmationRunning through veinsA sad proclamationSteps forward to take the reinsBackward assumptions, figures, facts, truthWound especially deepWhere they should not, where they were accusedOf not having any.Uncaring world in another's mentalityN...
Trapped.Trapped in a bubble of hatred,That suffocates rather than embraces me.Engulfing me with a fiery passion,Washing away any other emotion.Anger claws at me from the inside out,Shredding my last glimmer of hope, faith and serenity.It blinds me, only l...
I thought you were moreThan what others pretended to beYou weren't there when I had to pourMy emotions out for the world to see.What was so important that youCould not spare a call?Tell me the truth,I mean nothing to you at all.Your inaction results in lo...
I guess I really can’t blame them.How could they be expected to know the truth,When all they see is some well-rehearsed smile,That I have been putting on in the morning,Like a clean shirt.I think I have it down to a science,I’ve been doing it for so long....
Looking into my heart, I wonder what you will see.You won't see love,and you won't see flowers, You won't see something pretty.You will see something dark,You will see something evil,Something so unreal,Something so cruel.You will see the real pain I feel...
You hit me again todayIt was over an unwashed plateIt stung and my face throbbed My teeth hurt where they had chattered hard together I said nothing and went to my room to cryYou grabbed me by my hair today And pulled me around the room Because you had a...
Why is it you run and hide? And never show the hurt inside, Where does all that suffering go? The wounds that you refuse to show.Locked like a prisoner in a cell, Alone to bear your personal Hell, A Hell from which you can't escape, But really, it's your...
Call me some sort of human or animal if you pleaseI crawl in the depth of depressionWhile you're in the happiness of your own homeBut don't get distracted by this factEverything means something and something means everythingYou don't see this; you only se...
I woke up to the sound of music as I do every morning when I have school. It was March 23, 2007 and it was a Friday. Fridays were gods to me because it was the last day in a school week. I have the same thoughts every morning. “What day is it? Do I have t...
Feedback is welcome."Erase You" by Lydia Kiei Lynne (C) 2010You said, abandonment, there was no chance.No chance of you leaving me,Said our souls had been bound since we were infants.But now I look around, and you're the one I don't see.I want to erase yo...
