Love is always torn apart by unhappy people and hideen by shy or cowardly men who think saying or showing love to their significant other is a weakness Its not love is something that lasts the test of time its something to share and express For each man, a warrior, is a woman, an angel, an equal that fits like a glove, like a pair of comfortable snug jeans Why is it some guys think saying loving things or expressing their love is a weakness? Well its not. I mean I know love isn't always easy ...

The day has come to grow up, and quit caring what everyone thinks all the time You hurt me deep, I wish I hadn't been so stupid to think you cared I'll be forever marked inside by your presence and your words Do you hate me? I wonder, but it doesn't matter anymore I've found someone who actually seems to care for me I'll admit that you were bad for me, a drug that was hard to kick but I did it your no longer in my system to pollute me or my spirit Sometimes I regret having had you in my life ...

I'm tired of being me, of hiding who I really am Tired of feeling of giving parts of myself to people Some day I'm going to run out of parts to give, its killing me slowly Tired of how you should treat people of what you should say, its a bunch of bull and a waste of time I'm getting sick and tired of people seeming to fake who they really are, but I guess I'm getting a dose of my own medicine, pathetic isn't it? Yep totally Do I sound crazy, pathetic, physco? I guess I have issues, big ones ...

In today's world the sad thing is no one ever really sits down to look at the world around them The way the sun hits the leaves and makes it seem as though they've caught fire while still keeping their shape The colors of the flowers are beautiful and mesmorizing to look at Music is another beautiful creation no matter if the music is sad happy or angry brings such joy and an everlasting smile to my face This night is pretty too dark, quit, and consuming I love how night can cover me from peo...

I'm here but I'm not things can be confusing and so can the world but we humans try to survive some don't and some do and the ones that do survive live on until their bodies expire

I'm the punkrock/goth girl you never listened to I'm the artist you never discovered I'm the musician you never heard I'm the friend you never trusted or wanted around I'm the girlfriend you never loved and I'm the daughter you never knew

Death is inevitable so lets just get it over with here and now

I feel a warm touch on my shoulder A kiss on my neck, love in my soul & body My heart has wings, I look into his eyes He smiles & then kiss's me into a heavenly dream I open my eyes, he smiles then kiss's me long then disappears into the darkness I look down & I'm bleeding my hearts been taken, stolen

So now little man you have grown tired of grass, LSD, acid, cocaine, and hash, and someone pretending to be a true friend, said: "I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin. Well, honey, before you start fooling with me, just let me inform you of how it will be. For I will seduce you and make you my slave. I have sent men much stronger than you to their grave. You think you could never become a disgrace and end up addicted to poppyseed waste. So you will start inhaling me one afternoon. You'll take me...