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Never EnoughThe silence is slowly ringing louder
And I've never felt so alone.
If we had time,
Maybe I could say what's on my mind…

The darkness inside
Is darker than black
And the anger I say
Is always pure rage.
The feelings I seem
Are surely more mean…

What I say seems to be never enough
To understand the emotions
Flowing through me.
Through my veins, through my blood,
Through my past, and through my love.
Love is never enough.

Who Is She?In the corner
With an unlit cigarette,
She gently stares to the ground
Walking through the alleyway.

No one's there,
Just her and her thoughts.
With teary eyes,
Silently crying to herself.

All those personal questions
We'd somehow get around
Leaves me thinking,
"Who will I become?"

And I thought the sun was
Beautiful before you tore it down...
Nothing ever goes the way you want it,
So don't tell me that one day it will.

The sun goes down,
But she can't tell.
Her memories black out
The present that is Hell.

But it's all the same.
The phrase, "family" died.
Long ago and far away
Are the choices she can make.

Now can you

We Die TonightThe cracks are covered with cellophane.
The hope is always out of reach.
And good memories seem to be
The only thing we can never keep.

The louder the scream, the less the sting,
Stopped working years ago.
So now our fractured lives hang in the air
And a note is left so our death is clear.

(Sleeping pills and masking tape
Surround us on the bed.
Coal burners and briquettes
Dance around in my head.)

Burning, keep on burning in the room
Then you'll find sleep comes easy
When your dreams are gone, too.
The hope is always out of reach,
So lay to rest as the door is closed.
Lick your lips for our last kiss.
Finally, we've made

A Memory Unable to EraseThe cracks reaching to our
Hearts down the walls
The stains on the old hotel's bathroom floor
Won't ever allow me to let go

Love is so ambiguous isn't it?
Just one word you said so isolated
Like it was just us against the world
Which it always was and always will be

That was the only thing that was certain
The only thing alive and real
Yet you threw it all away
For merely a selfish feeling

Then all of the emotions spun out of control
So you left as quick as a light switch
Turning your life off without one word
Breaking your promise and now, so am I

I remember the last time you said,
"I love you."
It's like running from rain

SorrowI'm running out of hope for now,
Breaking through all we've known.
Boarded windows hide the past
And bandages don't seem to last.

One day, we can leave
But we'll just wait and see.
All those times we've felt nothing,
Now have ripped the seams.

We've faded away into the air.
Two lifeless souls and none to care.
I feel invisible in my own world
My head created to crumble.

Thinking Of The EndOnce again, I'm sinking
Back into the shadows.
Seeing through red eyes
So it seems…

The moon is tainted
From black and white to crimson
Where all colors
Slowly fade away.

And like the light,
All the feelings have gone.

All my feelings are gone…

Like you and I are gone…

I stood above the raining clouds
Until we switched places
And now I'm further down.
Death was only thoughts
And memories.
Now we regret what we've got
In return…

Into the light,

Into the Hellfire,

Into the dark…

Into the light,

Into the Hellfire,

Into the dark…

Art Is Pain"Art Is Pain"

The sun has made its final fade across the ocean's tides

The beautiful rays which shined so bright will no longer serenade the skies

The tides have ceased their crashing along the rough, rocky shore

The seagulls have made their final flight for no longer will they soar

A gentle wind is blowing swiftly through the night's frigid air

Blowing away innocent leaves who were completely unaware

The flowers though freshly bloomed already start to cry

To which the artist of this painting has still not a reply

A painting drawn so perfectly as if to be divine

Colors form the invasion of this magnificent painting's skyline

A man

InpatientThe best way out
Is to lie your way out.
Take the depression
And tone it down…

These thoughts will never leave me
And I'll never go back home
[Trapped away again, from that awful slice of Hell]
The darkness always surrounds me
So I lay awake in this old hole
[That I can't dig myself out of]

The stars are falling faster
To the ground with a raging fire
My heart becomes the night
So the black is ever-consuming

The trees then shrivel to brown
Birds fall dead from the sky
Street lights begin to smash down
The only sounds are the cicada's cries

The gales are pleading,
"Leave me be, leave me be…"
The end is nigh.

She had never thought of herself as brokenShe had never thought of herself as broken,
as missing, as unfinished, as incomplete.
She used to think she was complete, accomplished;
her flaws hidden, her heart healed and soul varnished.
Her Creator had made her independent -
she did not need her "other half" to be whole.

However

When he left, a cold hand wrapped around her heart;
she ached, trapped under the weight of missing him.
She craved his presence, his arms around her waist,
his hands in her hair, his eyes locked on to hers.
She realized she'd simply been fooling herself -
He was her "other half", a 'yin' to her 'yang'.

She had never thought of herself as broken,
u

Everyone Screams, When The Little Girl Dreams.

Everyone screams when the little girl dreams.

The world turns to black when the children play tick tack.

The siren will call, and it will be heard by all.

There is a silence unknown, to those who are unshown.

It will take your heart, and rip your soul apart.

Everyone screams when the little girl dreams...

The man with a rotten face, will put you in your place.

The girl with a knife is quick to end your life.

The snow will fall, and the children will play, we shall.

People will leave, no one shall breathe.

Everyone screams when the little girl dreams... of Silent Hill.

Dangerous WatersYou only see broken, empty shells,
They cut your aching feet,
And give you a sense of solitude.

You walk into the waves,
They soothe your pain,
They relieve you of sins.

You want to run away,
But every time you try,
The call becomes louder.

And you are so tired,
So tired of running,
From the call of soothing waters.

So you swim,
Engulfed by the comfort,
But these are dangerous waters.

You're swimming too far out,
The tide will catch you,
Drag you under.

You will never resurface.

I'm The PredatorI killed him!

Closed doors everywhere.
People talking, people laughing,
Do they know?

"Blah, blah, blah..."
"Ha, ha, ha..."

I stand away from the scattering
Assembly of walking meat.
My jaws are tightening; chattering
At the sight of them staring at me.

"Oh, ho, ho,"
I'm laughing on the inside.

They're the prey and I'm the predator,
And they don't know.
They're the prey and I'm the predator,
And they don't know.

On a bench is where I'm sitting
Like everyone else.
With a "Good day," I smile and wave,
Because life is beautiful.

"Blah, blah, blah..."
"Ha, ha, ha..."
The children are playing.

"Blah, blah, blah..."
"Ha, ha,

The PastI'm looking towards the past.
Help me turn away.
The memories are racing fast.
I wish I didn't remember that day…

I'm searching harder for the past.
To make old habits okay.
Help me turn away.
I'm slowly returning to that day

They've made me forget.

I'm looking towards the past.
Help me turn away.
The memories are racing fast.
I wish I didn't remember that day…

I'm searching harder for the past.
To make old habits okay.
Help me turn away.
I'm slowly returning to that day

When suicide was okay.

And I held on in the back of my mind
Without even realizing
And I can't hold my breath no longer
No matter how hard I tr

It Wasn't An AccidentIt glides down gracefully with a drip
Down her perfect ivory skin
Along her young seductive body
Nude and formerly content

Her arms spread out in loss
Lying alone, empty and hollow
Her last movement was
The small twitch of a finger

She seems as if she has fallen
Off a twenty story building
Completely shattered and broken
Her hair in knots in every direction

And she is, oh so beautiful
Sprawled out on the bed
With dark velvet sheets
Her breasts openly visible through the mess

Black nails and long, long lashes
Her mouth is slightly open
Thick and dry but deliciously pink
Though her skin begins to lose color

And that wonder

Fading awayDon't cry anymore,
I no longer feel.
Don't know who I am.
What lie is real?

Girl in my mirror,
That girl should be me,
Her eyes are empty.
I'll never be free.

I'm lost, alone.
Forgotten who I am.
I still don't understand,
How it all began.
Minute by minute,
step by step.
I'm fading away.

Can you remember,
who I was before?
Who was that girl,
that is no more?

Virus inside me,
eating me alive,
No one can see,
Keep it all inside.

I'm lost, alone.
Forgotten who I am.
I still don't understand,
How it all began.
Minute by minute,
step by step.
I'm fading away.

Those empty eyes,
That blank stare.
That pale face,
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With swaying hips and a low cut dress
Some more shots add to the play
Come closer so I can feel your body heat

As she smiles, I feel the need
But then she turns as to tease
She lifts her chest to another body
But then turns back and blows a kiss to me

(Ooh) And it's all for fun
(Ah) And once again I've won
(Ooh) You filthy whore
(Ah) Give me some more

Now here's the latest attraction:
Women giving it all up
But I need a naughty challenge
I want a game to deceive the innocent

No, easy isn't pretty, sweetheart
I want you but I need you to hold on
To your vir

ApocalypseRest away my friend.
The sun doesn't love no more.
When the day comes for the end,
The darkness inside will remain the same.

Who do I feel sorry for?
The people will kill and the rain will pour.
Who am I to save a life?
Is one soul worth the price?

I don't know anymore...

I don't know anymore...

I Am The Devil(I'll shed your tears if you let me...)

The needle sinks deeper every time.
Sepsis met past, and friends then die.

One to the left hand and one to the right hand,
Comes the pattern of God taking their lives.

Will she be ready for another theft?
One day, there will be no one left.
My time is soon, so should I repent?
The only way out is to put my heart up for rent.

I hold up a sign saying, "USE ME."
I'm for free, so take me.

Slow down, calm now...
There's no need for a self-to-self show-down.
Don't swear, don't scream!
"It wasn't me!" in my head I always plead.

...but I don't mind.
I don't mind.
(Ha, ha, ha…)

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Abuse

by ~JoplinSpider, Aug 6, 2012, 8:17:53 AM
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There's nothing I want more than…
To feel your flesh rip around the blade in my hand
And your blood flowing through your shirt.
Only then will the shock in your eyes come to realize
You are the only one who really deserves to die.

As I stare deep into the mirror
I always ask,
"Why do you put up with this?"
Why do I put up with this?

Beating won't make me younger and I can't be unborn.
What do you want out of the names you call me?
Do you expect me to accept them?

Maybe next time
When I finally fall asleep,
I won't wake up.
Will that make you happy?
(I know it'd make me happy)

We may be alike in many ways
But I'll never say out-loud
That you're my blood.
There's nothing connecting us.
(Nothing will ever fix this)

Maybe when you find me dead
You'll feel like me,
Like nothing at all.
Oh, like nothing at all…
(What am I saying?)

As I stare deep into the mirror
I always ask,
"Why do you put up with this?"
Why do I put up with this?

Beating won't make me younger and I can't be unborn.
What do you want out of the names you call me?
Do you expect me to accept them?

Oh it's so obvious…
That you don't care…
(Go ahead and blame it on your anger!)
Oh it's so obvious…
That you don't care…
(Then lie-
Go ahead and blame it on your anger!)

Abuseby ~JoplinSpider

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Just another song I wrote.... I wrote it with a metalcore/black metal genre if anyone wonders why it may seem odd....

Anyways, I've been grounded so haven't been able to post anything. I'll be ungrounded soon!

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~Lerdavian Dec 27, 2012 Student General Artist

Awesome.

~JoplinSpider Dec 27, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank You (:

~bomby66 Aug 7, 2012

It pretty much explains that if you get abused the blood flowing from you drys out of flesh

~ecoman22 Aug 6, 2012

This kinda work is what gets me in the mood for what I write, love it!

~JoplinSpider Aug 6, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you very much!

~SgtLastSummer Aug 6, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

It's good, but I wonder, is it about like a brother, or is it more like parents or an uncle? To be honest being abused(by a family member) is the worst that can happen to you, but if it were my parents I'd still somewhere love them... and not want them dead.

Just my opinion

~JoplinSpider Aug 6, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

It is a relative that I made for the audience to decide for themselves, but was picturing a father.

*princessaquarius Aug 6, 2012 Professional Writer

This is really good! ^_^

~JoplinSpider Aug 6, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you so very much

*princessaquarius Aug 6, 2012 Professional Writer

You're welcome! ^_^

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