You start by saying I'm clinacally insane, but baby were one in the same. Fire consumes our dark and lonely lives, stone cold, our hearts coffin, as it lay there getting old. In a deep sea of regret we sail to the end. Not to mend, were taking our sails all the way to the very edge. As bullets rain from the sky, their only destination, these blood filled eyes. I'd rather smile then love with my disguise, I'm sorry your just not my Mr. Right.
Well I'm sorry, but your perfect misses wrong, I've known it all along, you were a perfect mystake right from the start, somehow you cast a memorable spell, a talented little witch with the heart of a devil bitch. Your claws stab at my chest, you suck the life out of me. You've left me with this disease, you've stained me the blackest of black. I'm afraid its because of you that I wont go back.
Im your desease, you cant get rid of me, I've tainted you, broke you and made you mine. I've ripped out your heart and posted it upon a stake. So now you see me, your perfect little mystake. I fell out of love just as fast as you made me fall from the sky, so I went with the next guy. It was all part of my little game, to break your heart and make you feel my pain.
Your on to the next, I can honestly say, the day you left, was the very day, I was blessed by the heavens, for sending you to hell. where your soul deserves to sit, rot and be forgotten, in a dark and lonely way. I hope it terrifies you day to day, hope its never ending, so that it is you that finally feels my pain.
Me.
- Samantha Johnson
- Ontario, Canada
- The silence is deadly, head first into assembly, trying to remember the fondest of memories, its killing me to see the worlds hate and dis-pare; no one watching that cares, just a lost soul without any self control. saving the heart for something still unknown, drifting within the cold winters snow. see the world from the view of my very own eyes, saving someone else from there terrible lives, crying in the night, from the pasts slowly dimming light, why stop now and give up the fight of my life, keeping my chin up, at the end of the tunnel is my bright light, the darkness won't consume me, i shine the brightest within the darkened walls; of contempt i shy away from the reality as i build my staircase, hoping Im not missing the top grade nails and essential glue that complete it..my life.
