Submissions by DarkenedDreams

From the start,
I was there.
From the first heartbreak,
to another.
From one sadness,
to the happiness.

At the present,
I give you everything.
From the things you'll like,
to the things you'll love.
From my trust,
to my heart.

In the end,
I want you happy.
With the memoires we make,
to the countless dates.
Think of the kids we will make,
to their fate.

I love you then,
I love you now,
I love you later.

Is the world getting darker,
or am I fading away?
The full moon gets brighter,
as I stare and say...
Dear Full Moon,
who am I,
and what do I do?
My life is a mystery,
with deaths you despise.
Where is the real me?
My truths are now lies.
The guitar plays a melody,
so sweet, but tragic.
My art has a sympathy,
so sad, it's magic.
Dear Full Moon,
I'm howling at you, tonight.
What should I do?
And who am I?

There's a hidden art on my wrist,
it's drawn with a razor blade,
and drawn when I'm depressed.

This dying language with a rope,
goes around your neck.
I call it "Lost Hope."

This new age with their fancy guns,
you put it to your head,
and goodbye everyone.