Silence stares back at me.
No open windows,
no barking dogs or laughing
kids.
Dust fills the spaces
where furniture past layed.
Nothing is here.
The silence use to be a peace to me,
but now this quietness
makes my ears start to bleed.
The light goes out now that the sun
begins to set.
I have no one,
and I have no bed
to lay upon.
It is empty and silent here.
I am alone and so is this house.
I lay upod the cold wooden floors,
finally ready to go to sleep.
My body shivers at the
freezing touch.
Outside,
cars rush by.
Some with music blasting loud,
and others playing low.
It is the only noise I hear,
other th
I hold you now,
every night in my dreams,
Since I wasn't allowed to have you,
you were forced to leave.
Every day is a new challenge, a new life I must live
Living with a pain, a new kind of hurt
that was made to fit inside my lonely world.
I wanted you,
More than anything I've ever desired,
yet you were taken away from life,
Away from me.
Living with this nightmare, this awful memory
I can only picture your face,
as my vision clears,
wondering where we'd be.
If you were still here.
And every breath I take,
I breathe for you,
You've taught me how to live,
Even though I've never met you.
You live within my voice, and w
My bones lay in a pile, In the corner of my room.
And my eyes, are nowhere to be seen.
My skin cells have turned to dust.
And I am as helpless as can be.
The lights fly, fly, fly,
And I feel my mind leave me.
My ears are glued to the ceiling,
and my hands begin to bleed.
I am as helpless as can be.
My skeleton dances in the bathroom,
and the floor begins to sing.
I try to make sense of it all.
But the only destroyed and helpless thing,
Is me.
Annabelle, Oh Annabelle. by KixxyInWonderland, literature
Literature
Annabelle, Oh Annabelle.
Annabelle, sweet, innocent, Annabelle,
I hear your cries of pain.
Oh, how much I pray to take it all away.
I hear walls of thunder
caving in on you.
Your pleading cries are only a surrender,
to the one who does this to you.
Annabelle, my Annabelle,
I hate myself for not protecting you.
I wince when I hear an awful, deadly 'Thrash',
And I no longer hear your screams...
My life begins to crash.
Anabelle, beautiful Annabelle,
Whisper to let me know you're okay.
Oh, this waiting.. It feels like it's been days.
I cry at my own hurtful thoughts.
I can only wish that it'd been me instead of you.
Annabelle, my love, my sweet
In Love With My Suicide. by KixxyInWonderland, literature
Literature
In Love With My Suicide.
I'm so far gone,
into my lonely, depressed world.
I don't care if I'm lost,
I no longer pray to be found.
I don't know how it ever got to be this bad,
You came and tore my world up,
took all I ever had.
I'm too gone to realize,
That the voices are all mine.
Happiness is only a word in my world,
and suicide is imprinted in my mind.
I'm not blaming you for this,
because this is my own mistake.
And as I grab this blade,
tonight,
I know it's time for me to pay.
I've hurt so many others,
yet in my lonley world, they no longer exsist.
I'm no longer here in my mind,
Body, soul, and black,cold heart are all bleeding.
This is my ap
I say I'm fine,
because thats the only believable lie,
that I can tell myself.
My mind is split in two,
just like my broken heart.
Good VS. Evil,
a tug of war.
A war between Good and Bad.
But, when does it stop?
When does the arguing in my mind stop?
I feel myself, my sanity falling each,
and every day that passes.
And I'm scared of what's to come.
Only because I know that I'd enjoy my death,
as it'd end the war in my head.
It would end my pain and suffering,
My insanity, and loneliness.
And honestly,
I dont care if anyone doesn't catch me when I fall.
Because I know that while I'm falling,
and Crashing,
that this is it.
A strange feeling I get,
in the pit of my stomach,
with one touch from you,
I beg for more of it.
The air I float upon,
when I simply hear your voice,
I'd give the world for just one whisper in my ear,
You say, "As if I had a choice?"
The urgency I feel,
as your lips fall upon mine,
just one kiss...
Simply stops time.
Maybe this is a dream,
or hopefully a reality,
because when i close and open my eyes,
all I see is you and me.,br>
We may be young,
we may be old,
but as you hold me in your arms,
I finally feel warmth instead of the cold..
A wonderful thrill I have,
each time I say your name,
a wonderful feeling it is to f
Silence stares back at me.
No open windows,
no barking dogs or laughing
kids.
Dust fills the spaces
where furniture past layed.
Nothing is here.
The silence use to be a peace to me,
but now this quietness
makes my ears start to bleed.
The light goes out now that the sun
begins to set.
I have no one,
and I have no bed
to lay upon.
It is empty and silent here.
I am alone and so is this house.
I lay upod the cold wooden floors,
finally ready to go to sleep.
My body shivers at the
freezing touch.
Outside,
cars rush by.
Some with music blasting loud,
and others playing low.
It is the only noise I hear,
other th
I hold you now,
every night in my dreams,
Since I wasn't allowed to have you,
you were forced to leave.
Every day is a new challenge, a new life I must live
Living with a pain, a new kind of hurt
that was made to fit inside my lonely world.
I wanted you,
More than anything I've ever desired,
yet you were taken away from life,
Away from me.
Living with this nightmare, this awful memory
I can only picture your face,
as my vision clears,
wondering where we'd be.
If you were still here.
And every breath I take,
I breathe for you,
You've taught me how to live,
Even though I've never met you.
You live within my voice, and w
My bones lay in a pile, In the corner of my room.
And my eyes, are nowhere to be seen.
My skin cells have turned to dust.
And I am as helpless as can be.
The lights fly, fly, fly,
And I feel my mind leave me.
My ears are glued to the ceiling,
and my hands begin to bleed.
I am as helpless as can be.
My skeleton dances in the bathroom,
and the floor begins to sing.
I try to make sense of it all.
But the only destroyed and helpless thing,
Is me.
Annabelle, Oh Annabelle. by KixxyInWonderland, literature
Literature
Annabelle, Oh Annabelle.
Annabelle, sweet, innocent, Annabelle,
I hear your cries of pain.
Oh, how much I pray to take it all away.
I hear walls of thunder
caving in on you.
Your pleading cries are only a surrender,
to the one who does this to you.
Annabelle, my Annabelle,
I hate myself for not protecting you.
I wince when I hear an awful, deadly 'Thrash',
And I no longer hear your screams...
My life begins to crash.
Anabelle, beautiful Annabelle,
Whisper to let me know you're okay.
Oh, this waiting.. It feels like it's been days.
I cry at my own hurtful thoughts.
I can only wish that it'd been me instead of you.
Annabelle, my love, my sweet
In Love With My Suicide. by KixxyInWonderland, literature
Literature
In Love With My Suicide.
I'm so far gone,
into my lonely, depressed world.
I don't care if I'm lost,
I no longer pray to be found.
I don't know how it ever got to be this bad,
You came and tore my world up,
took all I ever had.
I'm too gone to realize,
That the voices are all mine.
Happiness is only a word in my world,
and suicide is imprinted in my mind.
I'm not blaming you for this,
because this is my own mistake.
And as I grab this blade,
tonight,
I know it's time for me to pay.
I've hurt so many others,
yet in my lonley world, they no longer exsist.
I'm no longer here in my mind,
Body, soul, and black,cold heart are all bleeding.
This is my ap
I say I'm fine,
because thats the only believable lie,
that I can tell myself.
My mind is split in two,
just like my broken heart.
Good VS. Evil,
a tug of war.
A war between Good and Bad.
But, when does it stop?
When does the arguing in my mind stop?
I feel myself, my sanity falling each,
and every day that passes.
And I'm scared of what's to come.
Only because I know that I'd enjoy my death,
as it'd end the war in my head.
It would end my pain and suffering,
My insanity, and loneliness.
And honestly,
I dont care if anyone doesn't catch me when I fall.
Because I know that while I'm falling,
and Crashing,
that this is it.