A Mask That Fools YouHere I amWith my maskThat I createdYou will never knowThe real meThe true meDay after dayI continue to fool youFeeding youWhat you want to hearWhat you want to seeWhat's this?There's a crack in my maskYou are starting to seeMy true natureNot for long though...My mask will continue to fadeFade awayLittle by littleTill there's nothing leftOne day you'll seeSee what's been hiddenSee what's been locked awaySee... my true selfBut until then..I'll continue...Continue to fool you.
Obsessive LoveI want youI want to keep youKeep you foreverYou are mineAnd I am your'sfor all eternityYou shall never leaveThis shall-No this is our heavenWhy are you crying?Is it because of your friends?Well I just had to get rid of themThey got in the way of our loveLove meHurt meTear me apartGo crazy with meI am your toyYour's to loveYour's to destroyDo whatever you wantI'm your'sAnd you are MINEFor all eternity.
A DreamLast night I was a dreamerI had a dreamThat I was looking for youI was near my old apartmentWhere so many memories were madeBack when I was innocentI wandered to our schoolLonging to see youNot out of loveBut instead curiousityI went searching for youIn the crowds of kidsBut when I asked for youThey just stared at me and laughedSoon my mother cameI then felt a feeling of restrictionLike my chest was being pressed againstI tried to runI called for youcalling out your nameover and overI felt like a prisonerWith a ball and chainAllowed no freedomThen I felt the chain being pulledPulling me back to realityThen I awokeI awoke thinking of youThinking how I can never see youBecuase of my ball and chain.
Fragile BodySkin made of paperBones made of glassHeart made of puttyChin held lowAlone curled in a ballAway from all the judgementAway from all the painThat could stain this paper skinAfraid of the chatterThat could shatter these glass bonesAway from the betraying peopleWho are only playing with this putty heartI only hope one day I could haveSkin made of steelBones made of ironHeart made of gold
Wanna Know Something?Something because of a person named ayakonight who is a really awesome person...Comment and I'll answer. 1.) Tell you something I learned about you by looking at you DA page.2.) Tell you what color you remind me of.3.) Tell you what element you belong to. (water, fire, etc)4.) Tell you which one of your oc's is my favorite.5.) Ask you a question and you must answer.6.) Tell you something I like about you and your art.7.) Give you a nickname.8.) Tell you what I'm doing right now.9.) Tell you what food/flavor/smell you remind me of.10.) Tell you to do this in your journal too, if you already haven't.
Where I do not seek youYou are everywherewhere I do not seek youI see yousitting under the old oakstanding by my housebut it is not youI know it isn'tI know it couldn't beI hear youwhispering my namein my earorcalling out for me“don't leave me”I feel youyour warm fingersclasping my handthe touch lingersbut it was never there
WIPWe started off as strangers 1000 miles apartI never would've thought that you would become as important to me as you are nowAt first it was just a mild interestBut as our friendship slowly evolvedI couldn't get myself to leave you aloneI remember all those late night talksTalking about absolutely nothing until dawnI remember people always teasing usWe are like an old married couple they saySecretly it made me happyBut I was too afraid to tell youI was afraid of what you might mean to meSo the day you confessed was the day I decided to runThe walls I had worked so hard to buildWas torn down by you so easilyWhat can I say?That absolutely terrified meBut the one thing I did not expect you to doWas run after meYou didn't even hesitateOr look backwardMaybe that’s why I envy you so muchYour passion and your loveOverwhelms all my sensesAnd I get lost when I’m around youIt took awhileA lot of tears and laughterBut we finally made itTogether at lastWitho
Free Fall Cpt. 1Dominique was not like other people. She didn't have a job. She lost her family very young so she was all on her own... and she scaled at about four inches tall. Twenty-one year old had only two rules she lived by; take only what she needed, and never be seen. No one was to know about her, since the number of people her scale were so few.Four years prior, she took refuge in this giant, in her eyes, named Justin's house. On a trial run, she spent a good week there before establishing her home base, the entrance under the grandfather clock. She was quick on her feet and had been good in finding hiding spots in a tight jam.Her good luck eventually did run out when the giant was entering the room...and there was nowhere to hide on the counter.Justin walked into the kitchen, humming a tuneless melody under his breath. He was done with his shift at work today, so that was something at least. With any luck he could throw together some lunch and relax a bit for a change. He went to get a cu
IrrationalI feel my heart beatingmoving faster, faster stillit is quite a miracle that my ribssucceed in holding it in placea wave of embarrassmentas I have felt it beforeit washes over me, suddenly,pulls me down, tears at my limbsI take a step and anotherwalking seems much harder nowI catch myself at wanting to hidewanting to remove myself from sightbecause the people are watching meI can feel their eyes burning in my backas I hastily struggle to make my way homedon't look at me, don't judge meand I cannot seem to breathethrough my faltering mindand I cannot even seethrough my clouding eyes
or, you know, we can open anotheryou spend time in the basementand wait out the filamentsof incandescent lightbulbs -snow in the windows, wellphotonic relevance is allyou ever wantedthis smoke from 1983is filling up the hallways,tasting of vodka and half-erasedmistakes, breathe in deep, and frowninto the mirrors,this is why we aren't burning,yet.in the violence of this un-acclaimed discontent,this silence is slippinginto all of our poemscoalescing into convalescentmeters and trails of smokewhile the lightflickers.
please don't leave without them this timeWaitdon't you wantall these littlepieces of you?I've beenkeeping them safein my heart.
My ShinigamiSomething was bothering Light a lot recently and it embarrassed him to even think of it. He was led down on his bed looking up at the ceiling but he wasnt alone, Ryuk the original owner of his death note was there munching away on one of the bunch of juicy apples Light had brought him earlier. He had noticed that Light was a bit more quiet than normal and as his roommate he wanted to know what was wrong. Light, you havent been doing any name writing in the death note recently, may I ask why? Light sighed slightly coming back to reality a little as he had been lost in his thoughts. Ive had a lot to think about. Not only that but I need to save some deaths for later use. Ryuk threw the rest of the apple into his mouth and chomped. Oh, what things have you been thinking about? Light blushed lightly and turned away from the loud chomping noises,
Nothing important. Ryuk looked at his back for a while, if it wasnt
Innocence - Chapter OneFriday 23rd July 2004“Is this really necessary, Ryuzaki?” Light asked as L snapped the cold metal cuff over his wrist. I wonder what people will think when we leave a hotel room handcuffed together… L shrugged. “I’m not doing this because I want to.” Light wasn’t sure if he was imagining the enthusiasm in the detective’s voice. L, I know you still suspect me of being Kira, but how can this help? Why would anyone want to chain themselves to a murderer? How long will it take to prove my innocence? What if we never solve the case? Will he suspect me forever? He must have considered that. Even he can’t be certain we’ll catch Kira, or… Light sighed. Is he convinced he’ll eventually find evidence linking ME to the murders? No. Even L isn’t that sure of himself. He must hav
An American Idiot"Don't want to be an American Idiot!" The rough voice bellowed, gloved hand wielding a ladle that Matt all but jammed his lips to, singing away without a care in the world. For all the fucks he gave, that ladle really could've been a microphone. And the drunken slurs coming out of his mouth? Those sounded like fucking rock and roll to his blood rushed eardrums, head filled with cotton as he pivoted on his heel and sang away, near stumbling over the empty bottle of vodka on the floor. To his right, the stereo kept blasting away, Billy Joe's sexy voice singing Holiday carrying across the apartment and likely pissing off the neighbors, if Matt's drunken antics hadn't already beat him to it. But again; look at all the fucks he gave! Just a hint. The number was plunging into the negative zones. Mr. Freeze wouldn't even touch that shit.Kicking the coffee table in his efforts to spin around and flop into an armchair, Matt tripped and barely caught himself by snagging the edge of
Kill Your DarlingsWith my every breath,My every movement,My every hunger and thirst,My very life…I have crafted a storyWorth telling, yet stillWaiting to be breathedBeyond the chambers within.So I took out my penAnd began to write,Only to find out thatThe paper’s been blankAll along, much to my chagrin.So I took out my laptopAnd began to type,Only to find out yet againThat the screen’s been blankAll along, much to my dismay.And it slowly dawned on me.They have been dead -Murdered by the hands ofThe one who created themAs she writes, as she types…I have killed my darlingsWith my every breath,My every movement,My every hunger and thirst,My very life…And I’ve been crazy all along.
InvisibleWhen I was 14 years old,it was the day I thought of suicide.Slicing my legs and my arms,wanting this pain to end.My heart was always broken,the moment you laid your hands on me.I wish I just given up in life,but I kept pushing through.When I was young,I thought i was a foolish girl.Thinking there was love in life,just to find heartaches and pain.My smile was always fake,maybe once in awhile I wouldn't show it.But the day I felt pain,I lost my smile for good.I felt like dying numerous of times,but never ended it fully.Once in awhile I felt free,but my heart ripped to pieces.Maybe when my life is gone,I will be noticed in the afterlife.But until that day comes,I will always be invisible to this world.
She Had It Coming"Oh!""What?""Mom died again!""Already?"
EternityI first met God when I picked up a pen and pad.I wrote my life story and he brought it to life.But now I’m feeling like I’m moving too fastNo one ever taught me to work like this. No.Chasing pipe dreams, but I’m Mario.Would of wrote a love song but I’m married toThe music. Independent until the day I die, son.Raised with punk. D.I.Y until the day I die, son.That’s not to say I don’t like other shit.I’m just saying these kpop kids aren’t used to it.And that’s why I’m here. To educate culturesAnd bring them all together for the party. And that’s it.Never ganna censor myself for public.Naw, ganna say what I want how I imagined itGanna tell my story ‘till I die. Eternity.
Cyhydedd HirDost thou ever hearA voice in thine earSpeaking loud and clearThrough each season?Doth this voice so boldSpeak of doubts untoldOf spirits grown coldWithout reason?Dost thou know the lightShining ever brightFrom the moonless nightWithin the shade?Can thy poetryOf melancholyFrom deep within theeBegin to fade?
Moment.Levity lost,His shoulders droppedAs he understood
The End.When the end is imminent, and you’ve lost the last of your hope, will you utter my name?Will we hear the sound within your paved, damp lips, skateboarding across your palate?Will you dare to remember our story, my sweet, or will you annihilate it’s memory without a thought?––The murder, slow and macabre, starting from the present, torturing itself into the past, dripping drops of deceit.How does my name taste in your mouth?Bitter, and rancid?Dulcet, and guilty?, perhaps a little like regret.You made sure our love ended in tragedy, Shakespeare would’ve bowed down.My life is at it’s bitter end, and I write you my final words.You may have done it for a reason, this i’ll never, truly know.Your treachery hurt more than the knife’s jagged edges, to be sure.You left me to die, without so much as a goodbye.I guess love isn’t in the air tonight.It took flight, with this light…I…© Rocio B
All for LOne by one they fallI see the names of them allPin them against a wallPlay with them just like a dollMaul them with these handsThey all fit into my plansAll just for my L