aviance

I watch the flame, But i feel the smoke. My eyes sting, I start to choke. Everyting leaves me, I start to see black. My minds made up, No going back. I drift away into the night, The candle goes out, No longers there light

We see him on the hillside every sunday early morn, chucking dirt into the wind and whistling at his dog, he waves his stick at a passing cat and hisses through his teeth, then he turns and trudges back down the lane between the coppice and the heath, we see him at the church door looking at the signs, then he turns to stand by were his love now eternally lies, he lays downs flowers which are alive, then he himself lies down and dies

things that once have been, all locked up never to be seen, things that i once have know, all locked up never to be shown. curse me, curse you, things that are old , will never be new. when you torment, why is it me, although you don't mean to, it always will be, dont let the devil take me to hell, let god break me out of this sinfull shell, i wish i could tell you how i feel, i am on a plate, a cold bloody meal, take me away to a place i am free, a place were I.........., I can be me

there once was a girl who longed to dissapear, the wind was blowing through her hair and whistling in her ear , she walked the lonely hilside with all that she owned, at night you couldnt see her with her dark hair ,dark skin in her dark home, the world was her enemy and her enemy was her home, she never seemed to see any one because people were just a mist and floors were all stone then one day she dissapeared without a trace, and people wondered what happened to the girl with no face

i put my pen on paper, (i start to cry), some of my feelings i dont want to tell (so i lie), so as the truth i cant abide ill take this pen off this paper and run and hide.

I watch the flame, but feel the smoke, my eyes sting, i start to choke, oxygen now something i lack, my eyes no longer can keep track, people beside me in white coats, flashing things making notes, i see a friend who really cares, crying out it isnt fair, then everything leaves me, i start to see black, my minds made up, no going back, i drift away into the night, the candle goes out no longers there light.my eyes sting, i start to choke, oxygen now something i lack, my eyes no longer can keep track, people beside me in white coats, flashing things making notes, i see a friend who really cares, crying out it isnt fair,

It was half term and Elli had hmwrk to do for her fucking history and maths teacher,and because of them elli had writers block and couldn't write a damn poem!Soooooo when it came to giving in the hmwrk elli said......................................"sorry miss i couldnt do the hmwrk.Why?Oh ,because I WAS TO BUSY MAKING THIS FUCKING GUN TO STICK UP YOUR ARSE AND BLOW OFF YOUR HEAD!!!"*BANG*went the teachers and Elli never got hmwrk off them again. THE END.

i dont even know wat im going to write, im just sitting confused, things cloud my mind and my judgement, what have i got to lose by just sitting here thinking thoughts, who knows what they are about, so many different things in my head, i dream of fantasy,fiction and things that need to be done, im waiting for hell to be let lose though no one else need know of what i speak, you may tell me this is good or this is bad though to me it doesnt matter, everything i do is mostly for you, just sombody else i need to please, you ask me just one thing i do for me, tell you i cannot, for there is nothing i know of that is mine, my life a

how can I tell you how i feel, when you will not listen, when you ask if I have freinds, how can I say yes, when none I have are real, theyd spill my secrets at the blink of an eye, for they that they lust, how can my friendship be strong with you, when freindships based on trust, i know youll tell me after this, "hey, im your friend", and although your heart will feel for me, itll yearn for him instead, and i have made some bad interpretations, of people i dont know, id like to say sorry, also that i did not mean any grief, and to friends of old that i ignored, im sorry i ignored, and left you for some other friend, to ma

I feel like im 64, trapped in the body of me, but when time and age matter no more, then i shall become me. I walk alone, though surrounded by freinds, my fate is my own, they wont stay till the end. For then the world will be on my shoulders, the fate of mankind will depend, my hands will burn blister and scoulder, but then again theyll mend. the fate of mankind depends on me, i am the last theyll send.

I know I'm not a loser and I know I'm not a jerk But I sure as hell ain't winning, I don't know if this'll work Cause I sliced my life to pieces, I'm spread out way to thin I can never cover all the spots and I can't remember where I've been All I can remember Is walking to the store Bought a pack of cigarettes and started to get bored So I walked back in again and started talking to a friend Convinced him to buy me liquor and then I reached my bitter end I've had enough of this, I'm done and through Cause now my one has become two Since this has happened I don't feel so sore I won't fix my problems with the blade There's a new me