Painful SecretsPainful secrets, shameful past, Re-live the hurt of days gone past. Blocked out for so long, The only way I could carry on.Painful Secrets
But now it's back and I suffer again, Just as I did way back then, If I find the strength to face it now, It will help heal the hurt, somehow.
tiredI long for my razor my salvations lies within just to feel the cool, crisp blade dragged against my skin tearing my tender flesh giving way to the blood my crimson tears i need a release from the pain and i need to feel at the same time i can't take much more of this shit come on, just one last time what the fuck is stopping me? i should just get it over with just commit suicide put an end to all this suffering show the fucking people how serious this issue was if i only knew what was stopping me i'm tired tired of trying titired
Where are you?Tonight I perform Mom is here, and sister as always. But where are youWhere are you?
dad?
Nevermind that, though, where were you for the performance last year, or the year before, or for any part
of my life? Tell me, dad, I'm listening.
Was it that I wasn't good enough? Is it that I'm not
good enough? Too stupid, too ugly, not talented enough to do anything with my life that you would approve of? Or was it that you just didn't care enough to be a part of my life? Dad- I'm waiting.
Pretty Princess SuicideWish I may and wish I mightPretty Princess Suicide
slit my wrists to escape this night
forget me not, prince, kiss my pain
dust my scars with my razor blades
slash at air with pity and red
forgotten sweet pleasures of the dead
broken noose, like broken dreams
god, I miss the silent screams
slithering voices, demons inside
the more I seek, the more they hide
cut this throat, bleed me out
let the voices escape to shout
plastic smiles, like sugar plum tears
a violent fairytale throughout the years
intuition, tastes like salt and lies
pretty princess suicide, please
religiou s e x perienceclasp your hands around my breasts they are small, i know but they still need your touch at timesreligiou s e x perience
while i trace
your length of
spine with my fingertips, my nails they are broken, i know but they still need
to scrape along your skin at times
as i lie beneath your
blanket of body and heat that slithers down forming a path in our sweat to lead you south to your retreat
and i am sipped
on by your lips as my own pour out for you to coat you in their scent to laqu
Snow White
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child of rain
my portfolio
my flickr
I'm sending you my love and I hope that I won't disappoint you.
Sweet kisses and teddy bear hugs.
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Reality overcomes me... I'm living a lie.
Thank you for the
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