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MysticMysticMystic by ~Gandalfgirl579
~Gandalfgirl579
Come
Come away
Come away with me
Into the forest
The green trees
The blue skies
The clear waters
All are calling to you
All are calling to me
And we cannot escape the call
She waits there
The fair one
The maiden of the forest
The wild one
Become one with her
Become one with the trees
And the skies
And the waters
Become one with the forest
And the truth shall be yours
The world
And all its beauty
And all its wonders
Shall be yours
For now and forever
LoveLoveLove by ~sNiK7
Through the beautiful sky;
Impelled by the sight;
Salvation within me
Through the sound of melodies.
Tremble with fear no more;
I know I will soar.
Wings are spread out like a dove,
I am filled with her unfailing love.
Ready To IgniteMy chest feels like a furnace,Ready To Ignite by ~NemoX7
And my lungs are on fire.
Death is my mind's only desire;
But I will carry on with bitter grace,
Knowing my ashes may leave no trace.
My chest feels like a grenade,
And my heart is about to explode.
Shall I continue down this road?
But now I stop because I am afraid,
That the life I lead may never be saved.
My chest feels like an anvil,
And my ribs feel like lead.
In my palms is black blood that bled,
But I am scared so much my stare is still,
With bleak eyes I accept misery for good or ill.
What Happened...What happened to you,What Happened... by ~NemoX7
What happened to me,
Is something no one will ever see.
Don't go and leave me behind,
You'll only drive me blind.
What happened to me,
What happened to you,
Is more than the love of a fool.
Don't leave and go away,
I'll only miss you more each day.
What happened to us,
What happened to them,
Is nothing but an ignorant dream.
Don't run away from the pain,
We'll find bliss: I hope again.
Watching TV Too Late at NightAbused and neglected-Watching TV Too Late at Night by ~Schofield-Alan
The ULTIMATE low-fat-
Semen found in the wound-
Signing autographs at a local craft fair!-
In the aaarms ooof an angel
Size DOES matter!-
Licked his victims-
For three easy payments of $29.99-
Kardashian's biggest fans-
Chafing?-
Blood into honey mustard then-
What this means for your weekend-
With Joey Fatone-
Severing his ties with Al Qaeda-
Unwanted hair growth?-
Delicacy, chicken tumor pizza-
Lubricating the sensitive areas-
May you fiiiIIIIIiiiind-
Dad in his underpants-
Nausea, thoughts of suicide-
Never been richer or happier-
Pelvic discomfort?-
Left in his kennel-
If not the hooker's teeth
To Sing A SongIf this could be a song,To Sing A Song by ~NemoX7
I would hum it all summer long.
Never would I forget to smile,
Because folks would come,
From locales all around the mile.
If this could be a song,
I would strum it even if I got it wrong.
Even if the lyrics were blue,
I'd still play with emotion,
When all my notes ring proud and true.
If this could be a song,
I would think of the places I belong.
Everyday I remember it's tune,
And I relax to it's soft melody,
As it sends me sailing to the moon.
Console Your LifeConsole Your LifeConsole Your Life by *KelaLewis-Morin
Multiple eyes transfixed on to a variegated screen.
Fingers tap wildly and frantically.
Specific illustrious shapes pressed repetitively.
Competitive slurs muttered and mispronounced,
Followed by the subtle movement of feet that instinctively respond.
An unvarnished carefree occasion,
Of which anyone can enter and revel.
Were being victorious isn't significant or vital,
But is still the mutually accepted aim.
Insults and verbal abuse are taken leniently.
Skill is fundamentally acclaimed and announced.
Numerous discs are retrieved and inserted.
Women envy this time consuming and attentive machine.
Men ador
The GuiltThe GuiltThe Guilt by *KelaLewis-Morin
At the forefront of my mind.
The battle continues, my conscience is cloaked.
Camouflaged amongst the cerebrum.
Deeply en-trenched.
Inducing shards of honesty, blasts of truth.
She gets damaged in the crossfire.
This cancer cannot be contained.
Masked with smiles and laughter
I proceed with life.
Can we ever get past this?
Strangling my reflection.
Self-harm can't proceed past this extent yet…
The cancer expands.
Bodily domination is its aim.
I won't let it destroy her.
She deserves better.
Our compatibility is incomparable.
I knew this all along.
Yet I continued to deceive myself.
Eye can't even look myself
It Doesnt Fit MeIt Doesn't Fit Me.It Doesnt Fit Me by *KelaLewis-Morin
I don't feel comfortable in it.
I'm not sure if it's me.
There's a mark on mine.
Mine is about two sizes too big.
Why is mine so small?
This colour doesn't suit me at all.
I wish it were longer.
It doesn't fit me in the waist.
Why is there so much excess material?
Mines a bit loose on the hips.
I can't breathe in it.
It just doesn't feel right.
Who ever designed this is blind.
How am I supposed to get a date in this?
However this is one item you cannot return,
No matter how much money you earn.
It is the material you are born with,
So try not to detest or resist.
There is no twenty-eight day return policy
Your Former AngelWatch these broken wings,Your Former Angel by ~I-AM-KAI
As they fall dawn to the floor.
I'm sorry, it's just that,
I'm not your Angel anymore.
See the blackened scars,
That stain this battered frame,
The marks of pure self hatred,
Oh, Isn't it a shame?!
See the rope burn round the throat,
That you once so gently kissed,
But you don't really care – do you?
This Angel won't be missed.
Don't you see you caused this,
By feeding me your lies,
Now you can stand and watch,
As your former Angel dies.
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