neither alive nor dead.
Just a wondering soul,
whom, oddly enough, has an obsession with red.
Not the color itself alone,
he is madly obsessed with blood.
I walk by him, a curious glaze in my eyes, I look down, by him,
a black rose bud.
I inhale deeply, smile so,
as I smell what seems to be old jasmine.
I open my eyes, feel a longing,
hearing the sound of a violin.
"Hello darkness," I think to myself,
as a knowing grin crosses my lips.
With a longing heart, I want his kiss, at my heart,
regret and sadness rips.
I pass him often, begin to wonder,
"what is it like, to always be adored?"
Perhaps, if I obey him, listen to him, I'll recieve this reward.
All I want is to be released from this,
pain and anger killing me so deep.
I fall to my knees, begging him,
and as he says, "no," I begin to weep.
Oh, sweet darkness, take me now,
beautiful kiss of a black crow.
all I asked was for ONE thing.
You had to get defensive,
yeah, so much for the ring.
I regret saying I love you,
I regret giving my heart to you.
I thought you loved me, but now,
I regret thinking we were true.
You LED me on, played with my heart.
It's amazing how it happened,
I think about it a lot.
When I think about it more,
I hope every other love of yours will rot.
How I loved you so,
how I did nothing but care.
You ran through my mind always,
but the thought of you now, I can not bare.
It is so amazing,
what a broken heart can cause.
I loved the way you condemned me,
pointed out my flaws.
I hope you feel my pain,
have fun alone in the rain.
mad hatter. Well, I'm NOT, I am human, and people forget that little aspect. People want me to be
more nice, when those people show me NO respect. News flash! I'm not HERE to please YOU, anymore. I only care about God. What's happened to Heather? She wasn't like this before. Well,
I'm like this now, I've TRIED pleasing people, to no avail. If lack of appreciation were a federal crime, my whole family would be in jail. "What now?" I think to myself. If I don't get treated better,
all you'll hear is the slam of a door. You're just in my way, a problem, well, that's what I am to you.
I hate it when people throw guilt trips, it's always something I do. In thier world, all blue skies,
everyone is EVIL in my eyes.