Emo warning part deux
I just want to get this done so I don't have to look at it for another six years. lol. This hasn't been the complete collection - I got rid of notebooks and notebooks full years ago. This is the best of the best regarding this whole mess.
Untitled dated Jan 9, 2005
I've burnt the pictures - flames have consumed the letters. But nothing can purify my heart. Stained. So I drench myself in gas. Light up a cigarette. Stop the spread of evil.
Untitled dated Dec 18, 2004
Was any of it really real?
Did any word of truth pass through your vampire mouth?
Promises of kisses - fulfilled with fangs.
You drew my blood,
You stained my love,
My heart no longer beats.
Now I'm like you - hurting, killing, without a second thought.
Untitled dated Jan 19, 2005
If you were never real, what about the feeling?
Did you ever love me?
What about my love for you?
And what about this pain?
If it isn't real, why does it hurt so bad?
And if it isn't real, what is this,
Rolling down my cheek.
Raz. There are many renditions of this, I think this is the final. It's kind of the crown jewel of my collection. Dated Jan 1, 2005. Yeah, it was a rough New Year's Eve.
"A person's body is a temple" you said,
And yours was beautiful.
I was afraid to enter,
But you bade me trust.
You took my hands in yours
And led me through the door.
You took me to the altar
You told me it was love.
So we knelt together there
And made our sacrifice.
My eyes adjusted to the dark;
What I saw horrified.
Human sacrifice surrounded me,
And the prostitution of innocence.
I began to back away,
Fear and anger in my eyes.
I ran from your temple,
House of death and lies.
But the scenes burn on my mind.
My heart, filled with shame.
Should've known better;
Been afraid of the dark,
Untrusting of anyone
Sshrouded in secrets.
And sometimes I think I hear you,
Feel you watch me in the dark,
Once you enter the temple'
The priest will not let go.
Untitled dated Jan 9, 2005
I've burnt the pictures - flames have consumed the letters. But nothing can purify my heart. Stained. So I drench myself in gas. Light up a cigarette. Stop the spread of evil.
Untitled dated Dec 18, 2004
Was any of it really real?
Did any word of truth pass through your vampire mouth?
Promises of kisses - fulfilled with fangs.
You drew my blood,
You stained my love,
My heart no longer beats.
Now I'm like you - hurting, killing, without a second thought.
Untitled dated Jan 19, 2005
If you were never real, what about the feeling?
Did you ever love me?
What about my love for you?
And what about this pain?
If it isn't real, why does it hurt so bad?
And if it isn't real, what is this,
Rolling down my cheek.
Raz. There are many renditions of this, I think this is the final. It's kind of the crown jewel of my collection. Dated Jan 1, 2005. Yeah, it was a rough New Year's Eve.
"A person's body is a temple" you said,
And yours was beautiful.
I was afraid to enter,
But you bade me trust.
You took my hands in yours
And led me through the door.
You took me to the altar
You told me it was love.
So we knelt together there
And made our sacrifice.
My eyes adjusted to the dark;
What I saw horrified.
Human sacrifice surrounded me,
And the prostitution of innocence.
I began to back away,
Fear and anger in my eyes.
I ran from your temple,
House of death and lies.
But the scenes burn on my mind.
My heart, filled with shame.
Should've known better;
Been afraid of the dark,
Untrusting of anyone
Sshrouded in secrets.
And sometimes I think I hear you,
Feel you watch me in the dark,
Once you enter the temple'
The priest will not let go.