-Candle-

Run away, Run away
It's too much pain for you to handle
But now you see an opening
A light
Someones lit a candle
You need to run forward and never look back
Take this new opportunity
Grip it
With a firm grasp.

Where did the match come from?
Who sparked the flame,
That began your life again?
Your shoulders relieved of that heavy ton.
You take a chance,
Jump in head first.
You need to quench,
Your passion thirst.

Just what you expected
Could call it fate
Dont allow yourself to show
You're in so deep
Perhaps you wonder
How this covers up the hate.
If only you had more time
A history
Instead of the hell
You left behind.
-Dead Regret-

She lies in bed
The faint sound of ticking,
Echoes in her head.
Comforts her,
Reminds her.
Time is passing.
She moves the watch closer to her ear
She wants to drain the thoughts out
Ticking is all she hears..
Thoughts escape her
Her fingers,
No longer clenched in a fist.
Too weak,
Too tired
To even blink.
Her eyes have a way of glowing in the dark,
Lips pursed together in a sort of rage,
Inside she is calm.
All visions collected and tossed to the back of her mind
Eyes wide
No expression
Deep cuts in her soul
Cannot see them, but they exist
And she bleeds uncontrollably
Stares into the black of the room
The door will never be opened again,
No one will enter
No one will care.
Thousands of people passing her door,
Never looking at it twice,
Never touch the door knob.
They say the room is empty.
They're right.
There is nothing alive in this room.
No energy.
No movement.
Her blood lie still in her veins.
But on some level,
Not physically,
Not mentally,
But spiritually,
She is alive.
More alive than she has ever felt.
Generations pass by,
Since she first lay down,
She finally blinks,
Sees her surrounds,
Her fingers, they slowly move
Her joints feel dead,
Silence falls for a moment
She gasps for air,
She stumbles to the floor,
Looks over at the door,
And tears form.
The first hot substance to touch her body.
The small droplet falls
Her hand catches it,
Breathing heavily,
Her mind is a sore.
Throbbing, aching, closing
On her hands and knees now,
Expression of fear,
On her beautiful, delicate, pail, whimsical face.
Her eyes green as emerald gem stones,
She peers around.
Noticing new light..
She tastes the mist in the air,
Not realizing its from her tears,
Now cold, hitting the floor rapidly,
The ground is hot, her skin resisting to melt,
The icey streaming water from here eyes,
Beading on the floor like a tropical storm
She can hardly breathe now
The steam is choking her,
She regrets holding it in.
Not letting it go,
Keeping there, bottled up,
She hates herself.
Rage fills her body
Her eyes go dry
She's numb once again.
And all she can do is rest once more,
Until she heals,
But this hell takes its turn,
Repeating history forever.

-Emily Rose
-5-

To be 5 again,
And see the world with childs eyes.
I would.
Everything was perfect,
Everything.
I could,
Turn a refridgerator box,
Into a mansion.
Tomorrow,
Was as long as a year,
And time never stopped.
Perfect.
No flaws in the world we lived in.
Our minds so small but expanded.
Wild,
And wide-- Miles of imagination.
We could fly because we wanted to.
Forever,
Was too long to wait.
Cause everything needed to come now.
And when you wished for now,
It came.
Why did I ask for now?
Age shuts doors,
To your fantasy world.
Knowlege is not power.
To be 5 again..
-Run-

Hard cold cement
Feet soles, sore, weak
She runs away forever
Never a word to speak
Fridgid whiping air
Slapping her sensitive skin
Her minds an abandoned bookstore
Librays of her all her sins
Never looking back
So stong and so unique
Down another hill
So icey and so steep.
Alone again, No wonder
She's screwed up times before
Tasteless, numb, and desperate
Down to the very core.

-Emily Rose
-Disbelief-

In too deep, In disbelief
Of what you said,
What you promised
Of how you treated me
And your latest actions
The guilt you feel in your gut
The betrayal and hurt I feel
Two different things experienced
And I was the one to get hurt
In disbelief of what you hid,
In disbelief of what you did,
In disbelief of how shocked I am.
In disbelief of my stupidity.
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