Poetry:

"Hold On To Your Faithlessness"
By Scarlett Heroin

My poetic sense numbed I feel nothing

These self inflicted wounds tell a story

The kind of story that no one wants to hear.

They feel like I am normal I feel like I am insane;

How does one convince them otherwise?

My poetic senses numbed I feel nothing I was once a little girl

Like the innocent one in my dreams I could do it all.

Anything, it didn’t matter

Now I am nothing but a shell

A shell of a girl, that once was I have no memory of it all.

My poetic sensed numbed I feel nothing at all. I need to feel alive.

All I do is slip away from you all.

No one hears my screams I cover them in my own tears.

You say I feel nothing;

Because in reality I really don’t I can’t take another breathe

My poetic sense are numbed I feel nothing at all.

I talk to myself day in day out I wait for you all to come and bury me

Bury me alive I can feel my veins clotting

Clotting with the pain

The pain you all caused me.

No I haven’t forgotten it all.

My poetic sense numbed I feel nothing at all.

You all think I have no voice

When in fact is stronger than yours

I don’t have to give up anymore

I don’t need this from any of you.

I smile at your defeat

No matter if I loved you before I have no arrived

My poetic sense are no longer numbed

In fact I can feel something after all.

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"Confessions Of A Whore"
By Scarlett Heroin

Forgive me Father for I have sinned

I see him from a far. I could not resist

He led me to his world I never even thought..

Forgive me Father for I have sinned

He told me he loved me I should have knew better from the start

He voice so tempting I just couldn’t help myself

Forgive me Father for I have sinned

It really was an accident; I was scared.

I didn’t know what to expect If I could, I’d take it all away

Forgive me Father for I have sinned

Life has gone by

But still here I sit

Screaming on the inside

Looking for a way out.

Forgive me Father for I have sinned

I remember him pealing me off of him

The emotional hurt

Was so much more that I though I feel so sleazy

Forgive me Father for I have sinned

I want to scream at him I want to take it all back I trace my veins with the blade.

Wishing it was your neck

Forgive me Father for I have sinned

I could sing a song of rape.

I never said no.

Or did I? Hell I don’t even remember anymore

Forgive me Father for I have sinned

I want these scars to go away

But with every day that goes by

It lies heavier on my heart

I see his cocky smile

Forgive me father for I have sinned

I am broken

Ruined by his intentions I smell him on my skin; still I want to wash it all way

Forgive me Father for I have sinned

He is forever inside me I want him to go away.

I used to wish I would die, I’m too cheap to die

Forgive me Father for I have sinned

I let her down most of all

The one person I loved more than myself

I saw the tears in her eyes that day I can’t forgive myself for that.

Forgive me Father for I have sinned I want my respect back

I want it to stop hurting between my legs

Most of all I want it to stop hurting in my heart.

Self inflicted wounds that never heal

Forgive me Father for I have sinned

If it wasn’t rape

And I did say now

Then how come it feels like rape?

Why do I hurt so inside because of it?

Excuse me Father for I have sinned

But Father, I don’t deserve this pain.

I deserve the love of the one I’m with.

But yet how can I say anything?

Because Forgive me Father for I have sinned.

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"Stains Of the Heart"
By Scarlett Heroin

My pain is leaking out

All you say is, "don’t let it stain the floor."

I can’t take your demands anymore

I’m tearing at my own flesh.

I scream at you but you just push my mute button

You don’t want to hear it

Neither do I.

But I must live in this head

This head of evil thoughts

Thoughts that would drive you mad

Yet you don’t seem to care.

You just push me away

I’m in the far corners of your mind

Don’t worry, I’ll get to you.

Just give me time

Soon you’ll be pulling out your own hair.

Hearing your own screams of madness.

But that’s all good to me.

Because when its your turn,

All I will say is, "Don’t let your pain stain the floor."