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A heart made of stone,
left calloused and alone.
Watch as I tear it out,
and crush it beneath my heel.
If only the stars would align,
give me something to scream about,
while I take a knife and carve out
that thing most people call emotion.
Don't worry, it's not like I
really needed it anyway, that
dead and rotting thing inside
my brain like a form of cancer.
Sometimes, I forget exactly why
I want to destroy everything.
Then reality sets back in,
and I go back to what I used to be.
left calloused and alone.
Watch as I tear it out,
and crush it beneath my heel.
If only the stars would align,
give me something to scream about,
while I take a knife and carve out
that thing most people call emotion.
Don't worry, it's not like I
really needed it anyway, that
dead and rotting thing inside
my brain like a form of cancer.
Sometimes, I forget exactly why
I want to destroy everything.
Then reality sets back in,
and I go back to what I used to be.
Literature
Dream #1
So this dreams starts off that I went to a store with Jamie (friend) and his dad, but there was no significant dialogue to remember. We went to a small shop that sold all kinds of things, from soap to used "ds" games. I didn't know the name of the store, but I did know that my art teacher and my teacher from fifth, sixth, and seventh grade was working there with someone else that didn't look familiar. For some odd reason I was really tired and was unable to keep my eyes open, but after awhile I had infinite energy but by then Jamie and his dad had bought what they came here for.
After that I don't remember seeing their vehicle, it just tr
Literature
Insomnia
When sleep, like life, eludes me .......
...... life giving sleep overcomes everyone but me ....
life sapping concienceness drains me ....
My crimson shadowy wraith wakens and fills the slumber with it's grip of dark thoughts ... my mind races my soul cringes .....
The beauty of life but a twinkle in the crushing darkness of dispair ...... a flicker of light, the glimpse of a smile, the warmth of a touch ...... but a trickle .. like a single tear ....
............. the cold bitter dark, unrelenting throbbing, deafening, mindnumbing soul destroying pain!
....... like Ten thousand times Ten black holes ripping through the subatomic fibre
Literature
A Dream
I watched as they walked him forward so I could say goodbye. He was wearing just a loose long-sleeved shirt, and the blue looked beautiful with his hair. I had always loved gingers. He stood so tall. How could he stand with so much weight on his shoulders? When Willem reached me, I stood on my toes to kiss him. He pulled away slightly.
"No. I don't want to make this harder for you."
"Please Willem, for me." He bent down and kissed me gently. "I would have married you," I whispered so the guards wouldn't hear. I wanted this moment to be between me and Willem and no one else. He looked in my eyes one last time, and they led him away with the
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And to think that I still have about 5 double shots left...
Sorry for the random dump of crap, but I want to get as drunk as possible as fast as possible. And that usually leads to craptastic poetry. FML
Sorry for the random dump of crap, but I want to get as drunk as possible as fast as possible. And that usually leads to craptastic poetry. FML
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Those last 4 lines were actually pretty cool. I really liked them.