No effing idea. I needed to rhyme. Bleh.

FUCK THIS.
I just don't understand.

I fell down,
how much further can I go,
before I trip up again?
I wanna run away,
To Wonderland,
Lets ask Alice if we can make a plan,
Maybe take it all apart,
and find ourselves instead.
We took the long road,
forgot the obvious choice,
and almost forgot the sound of your voice.
Awful, and painfully well,
Were you a tattle tale?
I need an answer to make time tell again,
I sold my soul to pay my fathers bail.
My greatest weapon used to be this pen,
now in this time of destruction,
utter defiance and pain,
I wonder what ever happened to Barbie and Ken?
They were so picture perfect,
It made me want to melt my skin.
Take a step back,
fall up,
and try not to crack.


Sitting on your bed,
your crying again.
What do I do,
what can I say,
so that you'll believe me when I tell you,
It'll all be ok?
I don't want to lie,
cheat and steal,
this pain is all too real.
I spilled the bottle,
took all the pills,
why are you letting me dance with these thrills?
your supposed to protect,
my safe haven,
died long ago,
traded for some liquor and the promise of a better day.
Need a pick me up,
take a bow,
I'm leaving you now.
Look at the day,
take a break,
maybe you'll find some other way,
is this as good as it gets?
Do I need to send myself on the fritz,
taking sick leave,
never to return.
Theres a pack of cigarettes,
cancer sticks coated in sugar.
Show off,
maybe take a little,
bring it to the next level,
hide behind the devil,
watch the ghosts run and hide,
taking a ride,
Will you ever abide?


FUCK. I can't write worth shit. Sorry. I needed to rhyme.

(12/2/10 3:20 pm)

There comes a time to bend and break,
let yourself go to give and take,
but should you stand and hold your ground,
watch the world spin round,
then you might make it out alive,
telling the story,
how did you survive?

Maybe, Crazy...

Can we forget this town...
spin around and visit the clouds...
Lets run away to Wonderland,
ask Alice if we can make a plan..
Run, crazy, run
Run! Run until your lungs are dry!
Never have to say goodbye,
If we make it out alive...
Maybe, can you feel it?
Maybe, are you as done as I...
We don't have to listen,
to another word they say...
it'll be ok...

No. Idea.

Sometimes I want to sleep and never wake up.

The only thing I have left tying me to this place, is my room and my friends. What happens when they're gone?

What do you do when your whole life feels like it's been ripped from beneath your feet, because the people "in control" are more stubborn then cats?

I swear I can feel the hammer swing down on my head every single time.

I can feel it boil in my blood, and simmer in my veins.

I can feel it posses me from the tips of my toes to the ends of my hair.

It seeps in and entangles itself within my very soul, whats left of it that is...

My heavy eyelids don't even begin to tell you how I really feel.

I want to die.
I want to forgive.
But most of all?
I simply just want to live.
And you won't even let me have that.

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Because I'm angry. (yay for being melodramatic.)

by Lanie Copperstone on Wednesday, March 2, 2011 at 8:49pm

Fade, Fade.

Fade away,

maybe I'll come out to play,

another day...

But for now I will sit and wait,

find trust in the only thing I can,

Because it's gone, it's broken.

And I'm lost again.

There's a hole where my heart should be,

This is how it should be.(not)

I found a vice,

a lie, that I begged myself to believe.

"It will all be ok"

Now it's gone.

Taken away, just as quickly.

Did you ever get to know me?

Never did I see,

I did not know,

why would you just put up a show?

Because I'm the one that has to clean up your mess.

I wish I could just sit and cry.

But somewhere along the way,

I lost the ability.

Fading, fading,

fading away.

I will never come out to play.

I can't even put this into words. I can't even write. Because I don't know what to say.

I want to just spill everything, but who would listen?

Who would understand?

All I've ever depended on has been ripped from beneath my feet.

Leaving me to fall,

spiral down,

into a whirlwind of emotion.

I'm cascading into a river of denial,

watching as all I ever knew,

is changed, taken away, detroyed.

And all I wanted?

Was that lie.

"It will all be ok."

All I want is to believe it.

I have yet to find someone I can believe.

Or even someone I can trust to believe.

Who in their right mind,

Would ever want to believe in such a person,

Like me?