I was going to marry this sucker

Break my heart and lead me to death
A life's not worth living if I'm living it in regret.
Channel the pain into another soul
And leave me here, bruised and all alone.
Intrigue my mind into a dusty aroma
And then lead me to my final bed, knocked into a coma.
Silence the words of ignored insolence
This is so hard to write but you were my prince.
Now my crown is thrown down and I lay at your feet,
Will you leave me here alone in my defeat?
Just take my hand one more time and let me see,
The best person I ever knew was never meant to be.
The shattered blood pumping crystals through my veins,
Meet my demise so quickly, so tame.
So I am begging for your forgiveness even when I know it's too late.
All of my heart is waiting for your time abiding twist of fate.

Shallow Eyes

This fracture takes a pain, a pill, a life.
Extreme consequences from a simple mistake.
The human form of Anger takes the face,
Of the one true thing that was holy.
To hold you one more time would be,
Selfish.
Corrupt.
The rush of rage.
The thrill of pain.
The emersion of blood.
The entrance of bile.
Examine these hosts and jump for dear life.
The Fall will take you to the height of a knife,
Plunged and plugged in to my heart and soul.
The fountain bleeds crimson.
The eyes drip aqua.
The voice cries melodies.
All of this for nothing but for learning.
Light betrays it's brother,
Dark holds it's lover.
It's over now,
And I am stranded in the shallows of your eyes.

My blog...

Is not for pictures since I don't have that keen eye you guys have.
I do however have poems. I am not the best but I like it and some of them have won some awards, albeit in high school, but still... So I'll post them now and again, and no I am not depressed. I wrote the previous one when I was in ninth grade and when I was suffering from teen angst and body image issues. So happy birthday America!

Remember?

It’s cold here
The people are cold.
I’m warm,
I’m hot,
Nobody here cares.
Unthawable, unthinkable,
I’m hot.
Hospital corners,
A sterile bed.
I’m too hot.
They stare and point
With perfect hands
At my heat
That destroys their..
Hospital corners.
They whisper,
Icy breaths make puffy clouds,
A sinister chill.
They hate the heat.
They hate me.
I’m too hot.
The sweat,
It’s dirty…
To them,
To the blue ones,
The numb.
It’s too much
I’m too much.
But I can’t turn it down.
The heat keeps coming.
I’m burning a hole,
A hole through myself

Holla at your Ho

Alright alright.
Here you go you heathens and heathenettes. I haven't written in forever and since I am determined to procrastinate my homework, I am currently watching Take the Lead (you all know how much I love those dancing movies) and stuffing my face. I work and I go to school. There is not a whole ton super exciting except trying to have good friends and continue with rebuilding my testimony. Gwen is very cute and still extremely skinny because I force her to have an eating disorder... just kidding! But seriously...
I don't even have time to run anymore. Lame lame lame!
I still hate dating and boys so I think I am okay with both of those together... I am considering changing my career since I am getting so pissed off about this research I have to do about eating disorders. Can't you just see me as a high school counselor? Cute!

That's all for now!
love ya!