Submissions by Mc_Sliitz (Blood Stained Heart)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
11th Jun 2011 10:54pm
11th Jun 2011 10:54pm
It's Not Right...
I use this mask to cover what lies within.
It's not right for them.
I try to coverthe scars on my skin.
It's just not right for them.
I try to be what they want.
It's not right, so they called me a cunt.
I'm sorry I'm never going to be perfect.
Then I say, "Perfection isn't the way I'm going to live my life."
It's not right for them.
I try to coverthe scars on my skin.
It's just not right for them.
I try to be what they want.
It's not right, so they called me a cunt.
I'm sorry I'm never going to be perfect.
Then I say, "Perfection isn't the way I'm going to live my life."
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SONG LYRICS
Published
19th May 2011 2:38am
19th May 2011 2:38am
You Are My Heart-Halfway Deserted
It's cold so I cover myself with this blanket
Weathers the same and I hate it
I'm warm for this moment,
Alone,
And I don't see anyway
That I could meant anything
To you.
Save me.
Tell me the ways that you changed things,
Make me believe that I'm OK
Tell me I'm different from you.
And I don't see anyway
ThatI could mean anything
To you.
Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da DaDaaaaaa
x2
Tell me.
My Tatic to brush away feelings
The truth and they way I'm living
Will leave me to blame and alone
I don't see anyway ...
Weathers the same and I hate it
I'm warm for this moment,
Alone,
And I don't see anyway
That I could meant anything
To you.
Save me.
Tell me the ways that you changed things,
Make me believe that I'm OK
Tell me I'm different from you.
And I don't see anyway
ThatI could mean anything
To you.
Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da DaDaaaaaa
x2
Tell me.
My Tatic to brush away feelings
The truth and they way I'm living
Will leave me to blame and alone
I don't see anyway ...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th May 2011 11:43pm
16th May 2011 11:43pm
That Ballet
Canshe be in that one place?
The place wereshe can see that beautiful grace,
She can beleivethats everything is okay
In thatsoft and slow ballet.
The flowers land on her feet,
Though, she still dances to the beat.
Petals then fill the air,
But shehaschoosen despir.
She will never be okay.
Because of that ballet
The place wereshe can see that beautiful grace,
She can beleivethats everything is okay
In thatsoft and slow ballet.
The flowers land on her feet,
Though, she still dances to the beat.
Petals then fill the air,
But shehaschoosen despir.
She will never be okay.
Because of that ballet
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DARK POEM
Published
15th May 2011 5:44am
15th May 2011 5:44am
My heart now baby
i will BREAK into your
THOUGHTS with what's
written on my
HEART
THOUGHTS with what's
written on my
HEART
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SELF POEM
Published
15th May 2011 4:59am
15th May 2011 4:59am
No ones around...
Why do they try to get to know me?
Who would have thought that they care?
All they care about is themselves...
Everytime I talk to them about my problems, they throw it to their problems
They just can't contribute to the pain I live with.
I just want someone to talk to and let someone in...
No ones around...
Hurtful sting in my eyes
Wait, I can't let someone in...Not after what happened the last time I did.
I got hurt.
Thats when it all started.
Who would have thought that they care?
All they care about is themselves...
Everytime I talk to them about my problems, they throw it to their problems
They just can't contribute to the pain I live with.
I just want someone to talk to and let someone in...
No ones around...
Hurtful sting in my eyes
Wait, I can't let someone in...Not after what happened the last time I did.
I got hurt.
Thats when it all started.
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DARK POEM
Published
12th May 2011 5:17am
12th May 2011 5:17am
Documents in Blood
The cuts on my arm is a story.
The written documentI used with blood and razors.
I will do it again.
I'll tell my story on my arms, legs, wrists.
I'll do it untill I die.
Death is welcoming me already.
Therefor I welcome him
The written documentI used with blood and razors.
I will do it again.
I'll tell my story on my arms, legs, wrists.
I'll do it untill I die.
Death is welcoming me already.
Therefor I welcome him
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
12th May 2011 5:04am
12th May 2011 5:04am
Heaven and Hell
Heaven and Hell...
They both mean many things
For some it's paradise
For others it's death.
But that is only opinions
I believe that "Hell" Is where the broken dreams and death of certain people.
But "Heaven" Is a different story.
Some people believe that if you don'tsacraficeyour life to Jesus or God then you would burn in hell.
Lets "Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs" Death Cab For Cutie says.
Everyone has comitted a sin, but everyone has said I'm sorry.
Shouldn't...
They both mean many things
For some it's paradise
For others it's death.
But that is only opinions
I believe that "Hell" Is where the broken dreams and death of certain people.
But "Heaven" Is a different story.
Some people believe that if you don'tsacraficeyour life to Jesus or God then you would burn in hell.
Lets "Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs" Death Cab For Cutie says.
Everyone has comitted a sin, but everyone has said I'm sorry.
Shouldn't...
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