My Love, The Air
Being without you is like being without air.
I could breathe once,
but it blew away in the wind.
The sky opened up and drowned me in its tears.
I looked for you, my love,
but you were out of my reach.
I wept beneath the water.
The ocean took my strength,
but my suffocated heart still calls your name,
my ears still listen for your voice,
my lips remain slightly parted,
waiting for your kiss to bring me to life again.
And it is here that I shall wait for you,
until you give me breath once more.
� of Nicole Scharphorn

You've locked everything up, I wish I never met you.
You've emptied my cup, the cup is like my life.
You drank like it would never end.
I wish I could take the pain of a knife,
though no physical pain could amount to the emotional pain you've caused.
If you disappeared I would be fine.
I can't take back what was mine.
I was a fool to think you loved me.
Now I'm held by chains and can't be free.
I see myself bleed with my eye-
But you laugh, as I slowly die.
� of Ashley Southard

Rain pours from the sky,
much like the tears from my eyes.
You find ways to keep me hurt.
I wonder why I'm in pain.
I can't find a way to let go.
Physical scars are nothing compared to the ones I hold inside.
I can't find myself in this darkness.
My feelings don't match with what I say and do.
I thought I had something great.
Though, love isn't what I found in you.
I found hurt, regret, and depression.
I try to move on, but the scars hold me back.
I can't be the same like before.
The pain stabs through my heart.
I block the thought of you out.
From these tears I turn my head, and see the sun piercing through the clouds.
I wish I had that strength, but I shut my eyes,
and lay in this bed filled with tears.
� of Ashley Southard

Pain-
it's like a knife stabbing your heart.
It comes with every boundary,
I don't know how it ended.
But if continued for years.
I know the truth.
We had fallen apart.
My heart ached.
My heart felt as cold, and as hard as a stone.
Every time I saw you,
tears burned in my eyes.
I desperately wanted to hold you close, and never let go.
We were friends, and lovers.
We laughed and cried together.
You threw it away.
Now you have a new lover.
Still my eyes burn with tears, and my heart aches.
Because I know in time, you'll come back, and I'll be gone.
� of Ashley Southard

Rain
There's a place,
Where blood falls like rain,
And you wander in a daze,
Cause you can't stand the pain.
And you get to the point,
Where you don't really care,
And your searching for something
You know is not there.
Your desparateness
Is all that keeps you going-
Lies in your heart-
Keeps your blood flowing.
Your fucked inside.
Your surface is mared
You didnt know life was this hard.
Your trapped in the dungeon of your own mind.
Scraps of memories are all you can find.
Your loss is far more
Than your gain,
In this place where blood falls like rain.
� of Katy Taylor

Upir Lichy
In shadow I roam.
Solitaire I sulk.
Walking in rhythm,
My horrorshow stalk.
In time with dense boots;
Laced and strapped up.
Passive, wax-white face;
Emotions wrapped up.
Eyes lined with the black of the abyss.
Corpse white face,
Crimson, bloodstained kiss.
Catlike windows gaze with listless stare.
Scream of highest pitch,
Earsplitting scare.
Teeth sharp as knives.
Tools,
Designed for taking lives.
� of Katy Taylor

Vacancy
Occupation turns to vacancy.
Lights turn to douse.
No longer a home,
Now just an empty house.

Waiting to self destruct,or this vacancy to pass.
� of Katy Taylor

Alone
I always feel alone.
Why, why do I feel alone?
Noone pays attention to me-
Why?
I know of a way to get-
Attention-
Suicide.
I will threaten to comit suicide.
That will get their attention.
I did it, I've threatened, but still,
Alone, I feel so alone.
I always feel alone.
Why, why do I feel alone?
Noon pays attention to me-
Why?
I know of a way to get-
Attention-
I shall threaten to comit suicde.
But this time
actually do it.
� of Maxwell Anderson.

Lindsy
I watch, as he brings you home.
Jealousy, is what I feel inside.
Death, is what comes next.
Jealous, why do I have to be jelous?
I buy a rope, and a plain white shirt.
I do this for your love Lindsy, is what
I write on this shirt.
To her porch, I walk.
I slip the rop around my neck
I get up on the rail . . . and jump.
I do this for your love, Lindsy, is what
I have written . . . in blood.
� of Maxwell Anderson.

The Watcher
By day, I am asleep.
By night, I am the watcher.
I suck their blood, I drink
Their life, their knowledge,
Their love.
I am the night, I am
The dark, I am the
Blackness of your head.
I am noone, and I am
Everyone.
I can not love and I
Can not be loved.
I dispise life, and
Life dispises me.
You can not see me.
But I can see you
and into your soul-
Even an inch from death.
� of Maxwell Anderson.