I'm done caring about anyone. No one cares. No one really loves me. The only guy I put my heart to just told me what he though of me. "Weird and Creepy" and you know what? Maybe it is true. Maybe I am strange and all but I have love in me and I will for the righteous. So if he wants to be with another girl and tell me my place to him who am I to deny him his will to free speech? Well I guess nothing really. But I am human and I have rights to speech too. I just feel so unheard. I suppose it is… Continue

Abysmal, abysmal, abysmal.

Is the hole in my heart,

Little keeps me going, moving,

All makes me fall apart,

My words are dark,

I speak of monsters, who are born in pain but fall from the earth in mere seconds.

Because I like the 'monsters'. I like their short life. I like their deformities wholly and purely in love. They are human but treated as anything but. A bore is mine- life without deformation. The carvers of the land are boring me with their ugly faces. The… Continue

It is a shame now, to think of hate sadness or pain,

To think of killing or beating or being beat or to maim,

Yet with all stories comes confliction and hate,

With all dreams comes evil we have to face,

Even if these things are not appearant,

They still exist even in the translucency of this fake world's farceness,

Because our worlds are like books and movies,

Who is to say the greatest writers were not to burdened as we are now,

Because our worlds can be… Continue