I look up at you,
From under tear soaked lashes,
Blood pooling in my mouth,
A sting across my jaw,
An agony filled cry,
That no one will ever hear.
I swallow...
The bitter sweet
Crimson drink.
A fist full of hair,
Ripped from my scalp,
Scattered in the air,
Like hopes and dreams,
Never to be fulfilled.
I take it...
I deserve no more.
I will self destruct...
One last time.
Manipulate me...
Like those ugly dreams,
Stop.
Think.
What use is a diamond gown,
If you have no where to go.
A delirious little girl,
Use me.
That is what I'm here for.
Nothing more.
A frantic heartbeat
As you speak those truths...
The ones..
That cut me deep.
Slipping through my fingers,
Draining slowly away,
As I watch...
As I stare...
Tell me you want me,
Make me feel you need me,
I'd jump through that burning hoop,
I'd sell my soul,
Just to see that smile...
Just to know...
I'm a fuck up,
I make mistakes...
More than most.
I try too hard,
To avoid the pain,
I try too hard,
To get it right,
I never meant to hurt you.
In this messed up excuse for a life,
I need you.
I don't want to be that ink stain...
You keep trying to wash away,
I want to be those blood red lips,
You caress with your fingertps.
I want you to touch me,
With fire in your eyes,
And passion dancing from your fingertips,
As you graze across my thigh,
Grip my hips,
Pull me against you.
Let me feel your strength,
Let me feel your body
Hard against mine.
I want to feel the desire,
The passion,
Pant my name,
Like its the last word
To ever leave your lips.
Want me.
Need me.
Take me.
I would jump through hoops,
Lit with fire.
On to hot coals,
With bare feet...
And a bare soul.
A blazing heart,
Full of passion.
Eyes that see into my mind.
I would lay down my life.
I would rip my hair from my scalp,
I would bleed
And hurt
And cry.
I would jump from the tallest building,
Like an angel trying to take flight.
In the darkest corner I would bite the poison apple,
My lips would quiver,
Before turning
Blue.
I would give it all,
Everything I had,
And so much more.
Just to have your fingertips...
Against my cheek
My lips
M
I cry,
I bleed,
I scream,
About this hopeless truth,
This helpless reality,
This dying woman,
Who stands before you.
I cry,
My tears flood my soul,
I bleed,
Until theres nothing left,
I scream,
Until my throat is raw,
And you finally listen,
To this messed up
Crying
Bleeding
Screaming
Little girl.
Death and life
If living feels like death,
Will dying feel like life?
If so, let me die now,
Let me have a life,
With your face everywhere I look,
This is death,
This is hell,
Though I know I am alive,
I feel all the pain,
So let me die,
Even if I do not get a life,
Maybe the pain will stop,
Maybe I will stop seeing your face,
If it gets you out of my head,
Then dying is worth it,
If it means that you will leave me alone,
Then kill me now,
If you will stop ruining every bit of happiness I find,
Then let me die.
Drowning
What's the point in living,
In a world full of nothing?
All I ever see is black and grey,
Nothing makes sense,
It never really did,
I'm forever trapped inside my own mind,
And I don't understand it,
I can't think of any reasons,
To keep living in my hollow, worthless existence,
Where nobody cares, but I care too much,
I'm fighting a one sided battle… and going down quick,
I don't want to be saved,
I want to sink forever,
And drown with no fears,
Just drown in my own tears…
Blood and Tears and Loss. by Blood-Soaked-Angel, literature
Literature
Blood and Tears and Loss.
Blood and tears and loss
My pain, my pleasure,
My torment, my hope,
The reason I breathe,
The reason I die,
The reason I want nothing more,
Than to break down and cry,
You are my everything,
My only hope, my only joy,
Though I ask my self a thousand times,
The answers we will never find,
Because the truths are hidden,
Beneath my tormenting tears,
And the pain begins once more,
And the tears again shout and roar,
The rose touched by deaths hand withers,
Just like my soul that is no more,
Though I love you,
You have destroyed all I am,
Worked your way into my mind,
And shattered all I once was,
Now I become this mess you s
My World
I'm alone today,
Not as lonely as if,
Everything and everyone abandoned me,
Once again…
Like they have done so many times before,
Or as if, my world, the one person who makes me breathe,
Got up and walked away,
But about as alone, as if,
Everyone was just out of reach,
No matter how much I ran,
I never caught my angel, my universe, you…
Inside, my mind is screaming,
But no body will ever hear it,
As my wasted screams echo from my mouth,
To the depths of the dark,
I'm alone today, my angel has flown away, I'm alone today…
Love Is Just a Card Game by Blood-Soaked-Angel, literature
Literature
Love Is Just a Card Game
Love Is Just a Card Game
The king of hearts,
Tattooed to the back of my own bleeding heart.
He Slowly kills me with his whispers,
His empty promises,
That mean so much for an eternity,
Only to rot and die… fading away into the dark.
The king of hearts
Thinks that I am his queen, for a short space of time,
Until he sees who I really am...
And then my heart is shredded into a thousand pieces or more.
I just wait for it to happen,
Knowing that it can't be all that far away.
The next card placed, could determine life or death.
For now, I have my king of hearts,
But I await the unavoidable,
I wait for my king to fade away from me.
Sick Love
I feel sick when I think of you,
I have bad dreams,
You plague my mind,
Like a bad memory that infects me,
It tears me apart from the inside,
I want to scream but I can't speak,
This sick love that I have for you…
Will be the death of me,
This aching pain
Caused by the fact that I care,
I wish I could say "go to hell
I don't want you, need you… love you"
But I'm consumed,
I can no longer breathe
I have lost the power of speech,
All I can feel
Is my heart speed up when I see you,
This sick love that I have for you,
It cuts me from the inside out,
This sick love that I have for you
Is sure to be the death of me.
I suppose this is where I put something about myself..
Well, I'm 25, my names Emma, and I'm very "what you see is what you get."
It annoys me when people hide behind a false personality.
I'm scared of a lot of things, including large groups of people, heights and scary dogs.
A lot of things make me happy, including talking, playing my guitar and reading a good book.
I'm quite talkative, and enjoy meeting new people. (I'm a bit of a people watcher!)
Current Residence: The UK Favourite genre of music: Anything. Favourite cartoon character: Betty Boop Personal Quote: Sometimes youre the pigeon sometimes youre the statue? Nah Im always the fucking statue
Favourite Movies
Pretty Woman (Yes... very girly i know...) The Mist, Donnie Darko
Favourite TV Shows
The Big Bang Theory
Favourite Writers
Andy Willoughby, Bob Beagrie, Sylvia Plath, and Ted Hughes... Oh, and Laurell K Hamilton
Other Interests
Singing, writing poetry, drawing, playing guitar, and acting
Character Name: Musetta
Age: Appears to be 17, although her actual age is 250.
Race: Vampire
Gender: Female.
Appearance: Musetta is slim and petite. She has long straight blonde hair that comes down to around the bottom of her back. She is around 5ft5 tall, with big, bright ocean blue eyes. Her skin is pale, and her lips are red. She often looks very small, and delicate, and plays this to her advantage when the situation calls for it. She can often be found wearing a short red and black, slightly tattered dress with a pair of motorcycle boots. The dress consists of one pocket, stuffed in this pocked you will find a small, old, very tatter
KATNISS
[x] You would do anything to protect your family.
[ ] You have good aim.
[ x] You hate cats
[ ] You like to wear your hair in a braid.
[x] You find sticking to instructions tough.
[x] You aren't too fond of people in general.
[x] You hate being indebted to people.
[x] You hold grudges.
[ ]You wouldn't describe yourself as a warm, friendly person—you've got about as much charm as a dead slug
[ ] When you sing, the birds fall silent.
Total: [6]
PEETA
[ ] You're an artist.
[x] You love to bake.
[x] You can decorate well.
[x ] Manipulating people comes naturally for you.
[x] You're clever.
[ ] Your favorite color
Repost this with the subject as: I'm (how old you are) but I act like I'm (what you got on the test)
[X] You know how to make a pot of coffee
[x ] You keep track of dates using a calendar
[X] You own a credit card
[X] You know how to change the oil in a car
[X] You've done your own laundry
[X] You can vote in an election
[X] You can cook for yourself
[ ] You think politics are interesting
TOTAL SO FAR: 7
[ ] You show up for school late a lot
[X] You always carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket
[ ] You've never gotten a detention
[X] You have forgotten your own birthday
[X] You like to take walks by yourself
[X] You know
~ You can admire the person who admired you
~ You cannot admire a person more then once
~ You must do 10 other people
~ You can do random admires
~ You must do this if you admire some ones art work!