Sunday, September 04, 2005

She knows now
what use to be my escape
and I never wanted her
to know
I sit there waiting
for her to cry
the blood stops flowing
to my face
I brace
myself for the pain
and tons of rain

I told my shrink
to never tell
but he didnt listen
I sit there
desinagrating
as his words fell
I sink down in the chair
He keeps talking....
about when I was in
depression

I looked at him
with a shocked look
and then looked at her
I wonder
what my mother
is thinking
I can't tell
if she has a pained look
and if a tear had fell

I had rather
burn in hell
than tell
my mother that
I was a cutter
Is it so hard
for a shrink
to keep his mouth shut
it caught me off guard

We get to the car
and my mom had a worried look
she seemed sad
She asked
Where I cut myself
My wrist
I made a fist
and put out my wrist
for her to see
I told her that
I didnt want to
Talk about it
I thought she was
going to have a fit

I feel naked
now that she knows
I'm sorry Mother....
I never wanted you to know
that I was a cutter


   Yeah I know I havent written in a loooong time. This poem is kinda old....some what....my fuckin shrink told my mom that I was a cutter. I'm never gonna see him again......fuck that shit >/


-

Naked

Your Bloody Valentine- FreakOnALeash @ Sunday, September 04, 2005 08:14 pm

A Dear Black Goodbye (1)

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Fuck you
who the hell
do you think you are?
Your not some
big ass celebrity star
I'll cut your throat
leaving you to float
in your own damned blood
that bleeds from you
like a flood

I'll chain saw
your head off
putting it on a pike
and leaving it to rot
then bash it into
the ground
and you go down
to drown in hell
over and over again
don't ask how this began

I FUCKIN HATE YOU
I think you knew
Since I blew
your corpse to pieces
leaving dieseased
rats to eat
whats left
I'll defeat you every time
I'll do it
with a wicked smile
black eyes shine
as eats dine
on what use to be him
The one who blamed me
the one who took away my happyness
The one who feeds on greed
The one who never sees
The one who will die
The one who tired to hurt me



This is about my step dad. He pissed me off about me not taking care of his preious plants when I did take care of them. But later on he said that he was sorry since he saw that I did take care of everything else.



-

Fukked Up Step-Dad (part 2)

Your Bloody Valentine- FreakOnALeash @ Wednesday, July 27, 2005 01:12 pm

Leave your Dear Black Goodbye

Sunday, July 24, 2005

 

    
Yes this is my Dark Fairy. I dont like her any more but she basicly was my muse. Meaning some of my poems were about her. I still think shes very pretty!


   If you click on the picture, it get bigger just so ya know.


-

The picture of my dark Fairy

Your Bloody Valentine- FreakOnALeash @ Sunday, July 24, 2005 02:14 pm

Leave your Dear Black Goodbye

Saturday, July 23, 2005

Waiting for the phone to ring
I grow nervous
my heart starts to sing
and I'm wondering
what she'll sound like
my mind ever so curious

The Phone rings
and I jump from the sound
I pick up the phone
and say hello
You sound cute
was the answer
Her voice sounds
So Angelic
that I knew
I would never forget it

I've known her for a long time
Yet I've never thought of her
in this kind of light
She gave my heart flight
by the sound or her voice
that has me bound

The connection to our phones dies
I curse and dispeise
I fell in love
with that voice
but I dont know
if she's straight
or not
I hope not
because her voice
has caught me
and won't let go


 

  Its about my friend Jen. We've been friends for a long time, and yesterday was the first time that I talked to her on the phone. She has such a beautiful voice <3!



-

Angelic Voice On The Phone

Your Bloody Valentine- FreakOnALeash @ Saturday, July 23, 2005 03:35 pm

Leave your Dear Black Goodbye

Sunday, July 17, 2005

What is this
inside of me
it flys away
and comes back so easisly

No matter how much I try
It will always come back
and then just stacks
Higher and Higher
Untill it decides
to fly away

It's the little things
that sets it off
Little things
that can make it stop

Yet it still pounds
in my head
hate drowing
my skull
So I must drain
so I can regain
and then I can be me
and free
from this rage

      seems like everyone is attacking me lately......I wanna talk to alli......


-

Hate Drowning My Skull

Your Bloody Valentine- FreakOnALeash @ Sunday, July 17, 2005 08:14 pm

Leave your Dear Black Goodbye

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

She's trapped
in a corner
Darkness
surounds her
hidding her face
behind her legs
as she tastes

her tears of sorrow

The gleam
that use to always
fill her hazel eyes
is nothing but shadows
her skin grown pale
as her soul slowly dies
waiting for it
to sail away
and leave her body
to rot
and decay

She's being haunted
by the past
that just seems to last
for eturnity
a world of misery

She doesn't know why
he had done
what I did
She was only a kid
and he had touched
her inocent flesh
that turned her future
into a big mess

Now she waits
in the dark
waiting for her soul
to fly away
and leave her body
to decay
and find the happyness
that she deserves

               The girl in this poem.......is me.......


-

Haunted

Your Bloody Valentine- FreakOnALeash @ Wednesday, July 13, 2005 02:18 pm

Leave your Dear Black Goodbye

Thoughts
Feelings
Seem to be growing
in my head
wanting to bleed

I feel lonely
because I don't have
someone at my side
to be romantic with
to sit on the beach
and watch the tide

I'd write poems about her
and compare her
to beautiful flower
being in awe
at her lovely stare

Yet
I don't have a someone
Someone to hold
to keep warm
from the cold
to give my heart to
to give my soul to
but I'm just gonna have to stay
lonely for a while
In these thoughts of grey
as this phase slowly starts to decay

  Okay this is so corny...litterally it is ....I didn't like the ending so I made up the last line while I was typing this on here. .....Lets just say I'm a little desperate..............


-

Thoughts

Your Bloody Valentine- FreakOnALeash @ Wednesday, July 13, 2005 10:13 am

Leave your Dear Black Goodbye

Monday, June 27, 2005

I wonder
what he thinks of me
I wonder
if he dreams of me
I wonder
if he ever seemed
to notice me in a different way
Or maybe this is make beileve
and this will all decay

Is this just a school girl crush
maybe just a lust
Every time I see him
I freeze up
and stutter
The butterflies start to flutter

All I know is that
I want him
I crave him
and I wish he was mine
but he's never given a sign
he drives me crazy
I wonder if he thinks of me
that way
Maybe one day
he will give a sign
and then he'll be mine

   It's about Dave, who works at Chipotle. I woke up in the middle of the night & couldn't go back to sleep so I wrote this, but now that I really read it....it sounds like I'm a stalker....I must of been doing sumethin......



-

Crazy

Your Bloody Valentine- FreakOnALeash @ Monday, June 27, 2005 10:20 am

Leave your Dear Black Goodbye

Friday, June 17, 2005

A shadow of a thought
roams through the hollow
It can not be fought
you must follow

It will happen

theres no stopping it
we are all going to drown
in blood pits
our bodys never to be found

Everyone is going to die
no one will survive
Rotting in the hollow
shall the bodies be
birds pecking at eyes
Darkness
always fills the sky
This land is always filled with sorrow
For it is called sleepy hollow


                      I was inspired by Twiztid & the comercial for The Land Of The Dead. I sorta used some of the rhymes from Twiztid from their song "I don't care". The part is this: Everyone is going to die fuck I aint afraid to die go one shoot me in the eye do it see if I survive shoot me at point blank.... somethin somethin you get the point.


-

Sleepy Hollow

Your Bloody Valentine- FreakOnALeash @ Friday, June 17, 2005 11:59 am

Leave your Dear Black Goodbye

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Feeling so high
that I could die
from the heat
you put me in

all I can do
is grin
as you pin point
my sweet spots
that brings me to the top
I yell
don't stop
don't stop
untill we both drop

Sweat Dripping
yet I'm still licking
your still gripping
my body for more
Falling to the Floor
As you grind harder into me
I go blind
for you found he lock within me

A wave
of sensation rolls out
I can't help but shout
from this vibration
You grin as I moan
and your fingers
stop roaming
as your rythm slows down
and all I can hear
is the sound of our breathing
you asked how it was
The only thing
I could say is
It almost seemed
Like A Dream
 


-

Like A Dream (oh look a sex poem >D!)

Your Bloody Valentine- FreakOnALeash @ Tuesday, June 07, 2005 10:16 am

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