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These poems/songs are what I think are really good, and I'm picky!
"Just 1 Day"
There are 24 hours in a day 1440 minutes
in a day 86,400 seconds in a day and not a day goes by without me being depressed i wish that just for one day i
would not be unhappy where a smile will not leave my face for the whole day, i wouldnt feel out of place I wish that
for just 1 day
i wouldnt cry, i wouldnt shed a tear i wouldnt
hang my head low i wouldnt want to be die and i wouldnt frown on losing my death fear. I wish for just 1 day, for
24 hours straight for 1440 minutes straight for 86,400 seconds straight i could just have a day where i didnt
see my scars, i didnt have my memories, i could just have a day. one where i can feel normal. please, just give
me that day.
Matt
Hapach
The Truth.
The tears swell up in my eyes,
because you say you dont want to hurt me.
you say you want to be with me
but so many things are against us
your mind for one it says
He is like the res He is going to cause you pain
but so help me God I would do anything
to shelter you from pain
I would rather go blind than to see a tear run down your face
I would rather go deaf than to hear you cry
but pain is everywhere and I know no matter how hard I try I will never stop it all from getting
to you
but I know one thing for sure
I would never be the one to cause you pain.
Seneca Herron
"is it"
is it wrong
to want to die is this pain that makes me cry is it from you, who i hide is it me that hides his pain is it you
that wants me dead is it me that wants to see blood shed from a bullet wound in my head is it sharp enough to cut
my flesh is it deep enough to cause my death is it tight enough around my neck is it me that will make you cry is
it you that will follow when i die is it prejudice and narrow minds that killed me or was it you
Matt Hapach
I CANT DIE
Got to get up Cant cry gotta be strong But i dont know if i can take this
anymore I cant be left alone I cant trust myself anymore
:chorus: For guns in the closet And knifes
in the sink I take action and dont even think For razors galore And pills in the drawer I always keep comin
back for more I CANT DIE :chorus
I hit this sweet addiction The pains just an infliction I cant die
Even though theres times i wanna Just leave it all behind And to take it all away FROM ME
(chorus)
I Love this plain But hate all the pain i dont deserve I ll just go to a better place I hate to leave
the ones who care But there is no other way This is my final letter and word This is the end of the road for me
(chorus)
I wish i could hold on I have done so little with my life I have wasted it for too long I
need the bliss of nirvana To calm my soul Become one and die in peace
John "DEAD-BOY" Dingledine
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EMOTIONS
I cannot take this anymore My emotions are ripping me apart Death is not
the answer to this riddle before me Not afraid to die for what I belive in But I'm just not ready The hatred for
one and love for another Which one is the stronger
:chorus: The things I havent seen The things I havent
experienced The loves that are false When will I see the light So I can live my life What is in store for
me? :chorus:
She stands there in the rain Has she lied to me like all of the others I cant stop trusting
the ones that hurt the most I keep telling myself I wont let it happen again But in a soft sweet kiss my defenses
drop I am nothing but a paper doll The hatred for one and love for another Which one will come on top
(chorus)
I wont let it keep me down The abuse will just make me stronger It still hurts the same Its a scar thats
never going to heal But I'll better myself from here on and live the way I want to YOU CANNOT KEEP ME DOWN I will
stand on my own 2 feet and u wont stop me now The hatred for one and love for another
John "DEAD-BOY" Dingledine
Love...
Love is wonderful Love seems great
Love is full of heartache Love takes time Love can't be replaced Love has no price Love is contagious
Love makes people smile Love makes people cry Love is love
Jamee Montgomery
The Girl With The Pale White Skin
In this forest of darkness
disease, with thick spider webs strung 'neath the trees, a girl with pale white skin journeys through, with snow crunching
under her steps. Her quest has but one purpose, to find Love, a Love to shield her from the shadows grim that have been cast
upon her figure from the underworld on to this girl with the pale white skin. Her lips are colored a deep blue, as deep as
the ocean, long flowing hair as dark as ebony, skin as fare as the snow she walks on, but soft as satin or a fine silk, and
eyes full of love, caring, and caring that burn deep her image deep into your soul. A beautiful girl perfect in every way.
She is searching for something she may never find, but she cares not, and presses on. But the cool
mistress winter slowly steals her breath. I heard this story from a gypsie passing through my town and started my own search.
Then I found her crumpled form laying in lifeless on the crunching snow which she had once walked on, dead. The winters chill
then froze the tears i had shed for her and started my own search for love, shall I ever find it I do not know, and if I should
die I will be united with the girl with the pale white skin.
John "DEAD-BOY" Dingledine
Taken from: Loner
so grab a pen and paper and
take some notes this is life one big hoaxe nothings real its all built up from imagination and a shattered
cup that leaks out life people humans and their blood flesh and bones and dripping mud emotions and feelings amount
to nothing when the end is the present and the start is forgotten
Matt Hapach
WHY I opened up the inside Let you in, showed you the way He was outside your window
Sweet nothings behind my back Take her and leave me crying I will never understand it WHY Trusted you
both And payed no mind You were my "LOVE" always The lies i believed Now I'm stuck crying Alone-till the
end of time WHY I see you both It kills me inside Bury my heart with her touch But pain, I cant take this
much Misery is knocking on my door More more always wanting more I cannot take this anymore WHY I'll end
it before it starts again You two I shall never see I trusted you But never again WHY I opened up the
inside Let you in, showed you the way And now, I Die.
John "DEAD-BOY" Dingledine
"Here you are in Slytherin where you'll make your real friends, Those
cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends."
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