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| User: | xotorn_angelxo (427049) |
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| no longer mourning your pathetic soul
there are no tears left to cry over you... |
| Name: | Nick |
| Website: | What's a little lie? |
| Location: | Wylie, Texas, United States | | Birthdate: | 1988-01-22 |
| Bio | Who knew what they could do?
To help her, it was no use.
I remember once, I could overhear,
She was throwing up, but I had no idea.
And another time there was blood on her clothes,
Cuts on her arms, could there have been another choice?
One day she came to school with a black eye,
"I fell down the stairs, what kind of an idiot am I?"
She never ate a whole bunch.
No one noticed, it was only lunch.
She hid everything, she couldn't tell,
Never trusted anyone too well.
But no one understood that her life was a wreck,
All she ever wanted to be was perfect.
I thought she could trust me but I must have been wrong,
The cuts on her wrist were way too long.
I always wondered why her parents didn't seem to care,
I couldn't tell that they were never really there.
Her brothers were their favourite,
And for her they just didn't care a bit.
How could no one see all of this?
Her life wasn't at all bliss.
She threw up everything, she cut herself,
She was raped and beaten near to death.
Her family didn't go to the ICU,
Said she was a disgrace, and such a fool.
She only wanted someone to see,
I didn't step up, it was supposed to be me.
I saw the food, her bones through her skin.
I saw the cuts, but not the ones within.
This life is so hard, I should have known,
I never should have left her alone.
She never cried a tear, at least not in front of anyone.
I envied her, I thought she was so strong.
Why did I believe all of her bullshit stories?
This is a fake world and she, too, is a phony.
Now the door opens as she falls to the ground,
Blood is smeared all over and she's not making a sound.
Her eyes are still opened but her pulse has stopped,
The stains on her cheeks are from tears left to drop.
It is now that I realize, as it is too late,
She never told the truth, she thought she was safe.
I should have known, how could I have not seen?
All her pain inside was never a dream.
Her soul is wandering, but it always was,
Why does everything move like it always does?
Two worlds have stopped, her's and mine,
There will never again be a next time.
Why did she keep everything inside?
She really did have that much to hide.
I guess she thought she would be protected,
Her pain so deep it could not be corrected.
Her mask covered everything,
And the final bell is soon to ring.
Who knew what they could do?
To help her, it was no use.
This is mine, my own writing, written up from my own depressed soul. If anyone uses this, and decides not to tell me or ask my permission, and tries to use it as their own... beware. Because upon this poem a curse is laid, for those who plagiarize, it shall come back three fold. I will find you and if I don't, Karma will come back with it's own haunted revenge. |
| Interests: | 79: alternative music, american hi, anything leather, baby oil, backseats, blaze, blink 182, books, bowling for soup, condoms, country music, cowboy boots, cutting, dancing, dark abandoned alleys, dark lotus, death, dying, edible body paint, edible underwear, everclear, feel-good music, finch, flourescent gloves, friends, frontseats, funny movies, g-strings, gay people, girls, gothic fools, green day, guys, hard core music, horror, horror movies, insane clown posse, jamie madrox, jews, juggalettes, juggalos, juggalotus, kareoke, kotton mouth kings, mike and ikes, music, my baby doll, my bitchy lesbian, my hero, my prince, my ralph, my robbie, my sarah, mystery, new found glory, oral "exams", papa roach, poetry, punk kidds, punk music, rap music, rock music, saliva, sex, simple plan, simpsons, something corprate, south park, sugarcult, suicide, sum 41, suspense, twiztid, vertical horizon, walmart, weird al, will & grace, writing, zebrahead.. [Modify yours] | | Asylums: | None listed | | Stalking: | |
| Stalked By | 1: xxfallentearsxx |
| Account type: | Free User |
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