The Victim.

Thoughts...what are thoughts but mere suggestions in your mind.

So what if you keep them bottled inside?

They will only turn into a rhyme.
so use it on the next one
see if she will care for
a little mess on the floor
or maybe having her eyes stare at the bed board.
Yea. You might not have meant to
but u sure made me feel like a fool
for trusting someone like you
and now my body feels overused.
but that's alright isn't it?
as long as I pleased your body and shit.
if I stop that from happening to another.
maybe it was worth biting my tongue a little bit longer.
too bad I wasn't a little bit more faded.
cause now I got illusions when i sleep that don't seem to be ending
now ill give it a rest
you have failed my test
took advantage of the maiden
now she's looking for her heaven
while she wishes u the best
and hopes this doesn't repeat for the next.
Remember my words
they may just be chords.
but listen to the message
maybe you can salvage

the last of humanity

with the touch of sincerity and prosperity.

Hurricane by 30 Second to Mars

Hurricane by 30 Seconds to Mars Lyrics:

 

No matter how many times that you told me you wanted to leave No matter how many breaths that you took you still couldn't breathe No matter how many nights that you'd lie wide awake to the sound of the pulsing rain Where did you go Where did you go Where did you go
As the days go by the night's on fire
Tell me would you kill to save a life Tell me would you kill to prove you're right Crash crash Burn let it all burn This hurricane's chasing us all underground
No matter how many deaths that I die I will never forget No matter how many lies I live I will never regret There is a fire inside of this heart and a riot about to explode into flames Where is your God Where is your God Where is your God
Do you really want Do you really want me Do you really want me dead or alive To torture for my sins Do you really want Do you really want me Do you really want me dead or alive To live a lie [ From: Tell me would you kill to save a life Tell me would you kill to prove you're right Crash crash Burn let it all burn This hurricane's chasing us all underground
The promises we made were not enough The prayers that we had prayed were like a drug The secrets that we sold were never known The love we had the love we had We had to let it go
Tell me would you kill to save a life Tell me would you kill to prove you're right Crash crash Burn let it all burn This hurricane's chasing us all underground
This hurricane This hurricane This hurricane
Do you really want Do you really want me Do you really want me dead or alive To torture for my sins Do you really want Do you really want me Do you really want me dead or alive To live a lie

Enough said.

Luck

Luck. Something I so desperately need. We all need it...dont we...Perhaps there is someone out there who needs it more than I do. In fact, I know there is someone who needs it more...but that doesn't mean that I don't still wish for it. My love is just exist away, but his memories are countries away. Maybe luck will bring us closer and those memories that had been washed away could return once more.
Goddess only knows and I can only hope.

Blizzard damn blizzard...

It had been a Thursday that I had come back from school and let my bag fall to the side of my bed. My cat, Flame, was waiting with his head rested on my black, fluffy pillow. I tried my best to remove my clothing quickly and to put on my tank top and shorts. When I was done, I lay next to my cat, kissed him gently, and went to sleep to the sound of Flame’s purring.

It was approximately 6 or 7 in the afternoon when I had waked up from my nap. Flame was hovering over my face meowing at me. I assumed he was thirsty but I couldn’t quite get the energy to move my legs off the bed. I looked to the window and listened to a soft, muffled sound. It had dawned on me that my Foster Mother had notified me earlier in the week that there would be a storm coming. I closed my eyes and sent a silent prayer to my biological family and one special one to the one I loved most.  Flame then reminded me of his needs and with a groan I got up and filled his bowl with fresh water and retired to my room.

My room at the time was dark and cold. The only light that I allowed to come in was of the window and the light that peered in from the living room that insisted on pushing is way through the crack below my door. As I’m looking around I realized I still had some boxes packed from moving to Bridgeport and I became overwhelmed with fatigue that I laid back and stared at the ceiling until sleep had invoked me once more.

Understanding what we are missing or what we arent.

That moment when someone texts you and you respond without knowing who they are. >< I wish I could remember everyone, but at the same time I wish I couldn't remember a single thing. Start out fresh you know?  To start off fresh new...how great would that be? I'm jealous of babies... so innocent and so curious about everything. They are able to look at the world unknowingly happy and even though they cant express themselves quite yet. They don't have to. You can tell almost anything from their eyes and its that sweet innocence that I miss the most. Not knowing a thing about hurt or know a thing about danger and deceit.

Thoughts. Fucking Thoughts.

thoughts...what are thoughts but mere suggestions in your mind.

so what if you keep them bottled inside?

they will only turn into a rhyme.

so use it on the next one

see if she will care for

a little mess on the floor

or maybe having her eyes stare at the bed board.

yea.you might not have meant to

but u sure made me feel like a fool

for trusting someone like you

and now my body feels overused.

but thats alright isnt it?

as long as i pleased your body nd shit.

if i stop that from happening to another.

maybe it was worth biting my tongue a little bit longer.

too bad i wasnt a little bit more faded.

cuz now i got illusions when i sleep that dont seem to b endin

now ill give it a rest

you have failed my test

took advantage of the maiden

now she lookin for her heaven

while she wishes u the best

nd hopes this doesnt repeat for the next.

Remember my words

they may just be chords.

but listen to the message

maybe you can salvage

the last of humanity

with the touch of sincerety and prosperity.