To Whoever finds this: by theforgotten3337, literature
Literature
To Whoever finds this:
To whoever finds this:
I do not know who is reading this,
And honestly I do not know why..
You may think that this is hopelessness
That you break down and cry.
But now that you are reading,
Please continue to read more
For you see that I hold the key
That can unlock that forceful door
My name is...
Well that does not matter
You do not need to know who I am.
For I am a quiet whisper..
A wind in times sand.
All I want is to help you
To have you come to your release
So maybe you can have
Some well deserved peace.
How about we play..
A sick little game
That is use to the maddening
The quiet insane
I love to feel the silence
The sick life demise
The lost and hopeless
Look in my victim's eyes
She does not make a sound
Even though her mouth is not closed
Maybe she will remember
To never strike that pose
I love the look she gives me
As her pain makes her cry
She knows that she is loosing
I will make her die
She never called for help
When she watched me take control
Now she is locked inside the mirror
A vessil without a soul
I play the fiddle on my arm by theforgotten3337, literature
Literature
I play the fiddle on my arm
I have a talent
Deep inside my pores
The only way to release it
Is to cut open the closed doors
Once the music starts playing
It can not stop
Time stands still
Because of the broken clock
The scarlet red notes
Play its sad song
Its a melody to my ears
I know it wont last long
I am lost here in my wonderland
As the music feels my soul
A sad crimson melody
As the lost of notes takes it tole
I do not wish for quiet
I do not wish for peace
All I want is the song
The music's sweet release
The drum is getting softer
Its silence is comeplete
Maybe I can rest now
And finally get some sleep
.....my feelings.... by theforgotten3337, literature
Literature
.....my feelings....
I want to sleep
In my blood covered sheet
As my world goes black
Now and then
Time was my friend
Until my world came down
I just want the end
Maybe its stupid
Maybe its dumb
That I want to die
But the pain makes me numb
My razor blade is my angel
It shines in the light
And lets the real me
Come back to life..
I think that its funny
That I am going insane
But now my parents wont worry
I enjoy the pain
My mother wont hate me
And wont make me feel
That in this hopelessness
Her love wasnt real
My stepdad wont be bothered
With his good for nothing step daughter
As with her razor blade
She joins the slaughter
Its really a
Endless Tears of Sorrow and Pain by theforgotten3337, literature
Literature
Endless Tears of Sorrow and Pain
I stare at the mirror
At my light green eyes..
As they change from that color
To my dark grey lies..
My mother calls my name
And I just smile
Sometimes I wish she would care
Just for awhile...
My arms are covered
With a fine white cloth
Next comes the long sleeve shirt
And a jacket I never take off
My body hurts
But no one will see
My dying green eyes..
That change to my gray lies..
No...
Its not what you think..
Its just my feelings..
In this crimson and clear ink
Tears mix with blood
To create this fantisy
As my paper flowers surround
This cold dying me
My endless tears are mixing
With times endless sand
Sorrow a
I am fighting...
To keep my sanity...
To keep my "Friends"
But God knows......
I am loosing it...
I did it again.
And this time
I didnt care
The blood rushes out..
And all I can think about
Is typing this...
Oh well...
No one will notice
The red ink that pours
Out of my veins
Through open doors
The teachers wont notice
The look in my eyes
As I look at my "friend"
And say my goodbyes
Maybe its stupid
And maybe its dumb
But with this pain
I can go numb
It helps me relax
And helps me become free
To get away from the lies
And become the true me..
Blood on the snow and I love you... by theforgotten3337, literature
Literature
Blood on the snow and I love you...
"What does this remind you of?"
I ask you as we sit together,
A mix of red and white...
"It reminds me of a bunch of feathers"
I smile at you sweetly
And look into your eyes
"It reminds me of blood on the snow
and sweet little goodbyes"
You shake your head and laugh
If only you had known...
Days have passed and months went by
I have not talked to you
I wont let you see me cry..
Later that night I guess it has been
A gun in my hand, it has to end..
A few seconds later, you come crashing in.
To a moonlight white room, stained with blood red sin..
"What does this remind you of?..."
I asked with a painted smile...
"A simple wh
Take this heart
That beats in my chest
Cut it out deep
So it can have rest
Take this heart
And stitch it together
Its tired of the pain
Of the emotional weather
Its tired of the foolish lies
And the hollow smiles
Its tired of the soft cries
As my soul walks for miles
So please..
Take this heart..
As it slowly dies
And whisper softly
Those sweet goodbyes.
Do you know what I wish for?... by theforgotten3337, literature
Literature
Do you know what I wish for?...
I wish that you would see me
For what I really am..
That you would not forsake me
And destroy me like a dam...
I wish that you would love me
And show me that I am true
That you love me for who I am
And what I say and do..
I really wish...
That it would be true...
And it wouldnt just be a dream
I wish I had you.
Her Dark Paradise... by theforgotten3337, literature
Literature
Her Dark Paradise...
The girl, the small girl, who sat by the window as the sky flashed its sudden light, looked out into the forest. Animals nor humans dared to enter her domain. With eyes red as blood she looked. Bound to this place by the invisible chains that kept her here.
She stood and walked across the barron room. No paintings or artwork showed any life here. In her world everything was dark. She walked down the hall where even demons world run if her shadow approached.
Beyond the hallway was a secret door, you could not see it unless you knew it was there. In that room, the girl was created, brought to life by the ma