Revision really SUCKS. I've been in the library for 12 hours!!! ARRGH
Can't write cos have no time though I am trying


New YouThe ones who came before you are watching, Unblinking in their souless vigil, Ones who burned their brands deep, Ones who threw salt and shrieked with pleasure.New You
And there stands you.
The new contender, a fresh face to the fight. You who claim to know me, understand me.
Playing the old tricks new ways.
How are you going to hurt me this time? Isolation? Threats? Going after the ones I love?
I've seen it all, remember?
You are low. And you are sick.
And no matter what they do. They will NEVER be appeased by my pain. &nbs


ShardsClear realisation washes over No effect I still feel it Beneath the balanceShards
Beneath the quiet It's burrowed No matter how I grow Or how I adjust The voices never let die Never let me forget The stupidity, the mistakes Latching on Murmurs, always talking Sometimes dull Sometimes screaming With their bloodlust
I'm so weak So very raw and human Lashing out at myself No other way Through the lies
The disguise I feel so dull As you veil your eyes with disgust


The GameBitch, please! Don't bother. I've played this game before. You'll be friendly at first cos you're sussing us out. Finding out who to mentor and who to disdain. You'll take my reputation and you'll make me a joke. Ply me with alcohol and watch me fuck up. I'll act all compliant and go along with it all. Then by degrees, You'll get colder. Little comments in groups, no eye contact. You'll pick and you'll pick away at me. The weak link. And then you'll laugh. By god you'll laugh. In your little clique, in hidden corners. Then in my face, you'll laughThe Game


Just a lieStanding lost in an empty park Hearing echoes of lost love and forgotten laughter Was it just a lie? Just a dream? Alone in a darkened forest Smelling long burnt fires and cigarettes Was it just a lie? Just a dream? Sitting tense in a deserted common room Staring at scrawled graffiti and childish declarations Was it just a lie? Just a dream? Embracing a old friend Everything forgiven and forgotten That's just my lie Just my dream..Just a lie


They've Forgotten Us, JaneWe're just those other girls, Mary: Outside their point of view, In the corner of all eyes, That's where we're born and grew, Say prayers for getting our hopes up, Say curses for staying sane, I know you're right when you're saying: "I think they've forgotten us, Jane."They've Forgotten Us, Jane
We're just those other girls, Mary: The ones they in chaos lost, But not those lucky women They'd get back at any cost, We're the secret ingredients In the bowls they drain, The base is what is honoured, "I think they've forgotten us, Jane."
We're just those other girl
Limbs
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Don't fear the darkness, embrace it, and revere evil with the greatest of minds.
*Support Literature at dA!*
Still a man can dream... A man can dream...
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..and here's all my final sins repressed...
(feel good for all the wrong reasons)
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"You do not need me to remind you that the struggle to attain and maintain human liberty and to resist oppression and tyranny is the perennial obligation of all who understand its necessity."
~ William Kunstler
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