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asylum of insanity

17:01 Jan 31 2009
Times Read: 532


I've been sitting in this chair for a while,

They've got me strapped down so tight.

Said I'm a threat to everyone around me,

Not knowing my tears shed each and every night.



My nails are long and dirty,

Hair messy and unclean.

Eyes a dark blood red,

Resembling that of a fiend.



At times I begin laughing,

Hysterical and out of control.

The guards are terrified of my presence,

Believing I possess no soul.



Whenever I open my eyes,

All I see is blood dripping off the walls.

Around me surround bodies of the dead,

Bloody, disfigured, they continue to crawl.



Everybody thinks I'm lying,

They can't see what I can see.

I'm just another maniac,

Sitting in the Asylum Of Insanity.



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Lordpeace
Lordpeace
17:08 Jan 31 2009

very nice little one love your

ability to draw a picture with your words but these are things that haunt our dreams and sometimes we can block them out





 

A dozen black roses

17:00 Jan 31 2009
Times Read: 533






A dozen black roses,

wilting one by one,

fading away with my life,

if only i had someone....



11 black roses,

giving an aroma of death,

laying by my bedside,

if only i weren't this...



10 black roses,

burning into pieces,

shattering along with my heart,

if only love had sweetness....



9 black roses,

not very many left,

the feelings of defeat,

are starting to get to me......



8 black roses,

the time is coming near,

coldness is coming in,

and darkness is becoming a fear,



7 black roses,

the curtains blowing slow,

the wind is swimming all through the room,

even through my soul,



6 black roses,

only half of them are left,

my life is draining away,

if only i weren't this way,



5 black roses,

perfectly aligned,

if only life wasn't over,

if only i had more time,



4 black roses,

almost completely gone,

listen to that deadly music,

such a dangerous song,



3 weathered black roses,

slowly bleeding now,

like thorns stabbing into soft skin,

it's almost like a sin,



2 weathered black roses,

still burning into the bed,

the sent of death is stronger now,

I'm losing all that's left.....



1....very wilted black rose,

it's the only one that's left,

for it was left in my hand,



as i slowly reached my death....

COMMENTS

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Lordpeace
Lordpeace
17:10 Jan 31 2009

you have a talent rare in some one so young

hold onto to it and nourish it

come visit my journal

and if you ever need someone

just to talk to i am here








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