fallingapart2dream
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Land Of Lost
Carcasses of memories where her heart belonged,
Ashes of words where her thoughts corrode,
Dreams spread out on a silken cloth,
Just to be washed away by the storm.
Rocks of love in the pendant she worn,
But what use is it of when her lover's gone?
Hopes written and collected in a jar of glass,
Only to be broken and thrown away in trash.
Her melodies like a forgotten tune,
Played on an abandoned broken record,
Waves residing where her eyes belonged,
In the end she was the oceans favorite song,
Carried away by the waves to the land of lost.
Cardan: Let's play Kiss, Marry and Kill!
Jude: I already did.
Cardan: What?
Jude: With you.
Cardan: ........ OHH!
Not a day goes by when I am not obsessing over Cardan's tail.
Choas of thoughts
Sitting alone in the dark brooding night
The party in full swing yet she's left out
The nicotine in her system
Along with dreams and hopes
But she's never satisfied
Now she can't hear her thoughts
Because in her head chaos is rooted
Turning to leave or to leap into desperation
But she's fine because she knows
She knows the sting of thorns of love
She knows her drugs
She knows her love
All the pills she is high on
All the nights she'd spent crying
She knows her addiction
She knows her desperation
So she is going back
Back to where she started of.
Before death, I must live.
The Void
The rustle in the leaves, the pitter and patter
Not a single noise, not a single clatter
The void is watching but the world is blind
The creaks have quieted yet the mess is in the mind.
Winds picking up, the window rattle with violence
Where are my thoughts, guess I lost them in silence.
Rain is falling but the man in front of me stays dry
Is he the sins I committed or simply the void?
My hands are covered in blood in the dark
She turns on the light and it's just the ink
I ask her to tell me the difference and she's silent
For the pen and the gun are both weapon and waste depending on the hands.
If you were a puzzle piece and I was a square, I would ruin my edges just so we could fit together.
Rereading The Cruel Prince and the way Cardan was so much obsessed with Jude that he didn't know what to do so he just wrote her name several times on the paper like a mantra crackles me up each time.
And the fact Jude thought he did it because he hate her Like GIRLL, he's mad obsessed over you!
Jude Duarte be like:
Your heart is getting colder, let me be its holder. I am just a rover so let me be your shoulder.
I was never a human. I was just longing and melancholy that was shaped into one.
And now my tears won't stop because I'm melancholic tonight. Because I feel incomplete tonight.
I hate when the voices around me fade because I cannot stop wondering if i even matter.
And maybe when the thrill fades we'll realize how we were never too far from drifting apart.
Dim lit windows
Dim lit windows at 1am, the record playing the same song,
Candles burning out, on the table are waiting more,
Pages filled with grief, her tears are the ink,
Dim lit windows at 1:30am, wonder if she ever sleeps.
Dim lit windows at 2:00am, the wind is blowing low,
Leaves rustle in the tree, a scent of caffeine from the stove,
Curtains left open, the red dress hanging from the door,
Dim lit windows at 2:30am, wonder if she didn't find a date for prom.
Dim lit windows at 3:00am, the rain is falling now,
Her shadow calmly walks upstairs, the cup of coffee left alone,
Caught the sight of her midnight black hair, the image was fickle,
Dim lit windows at 3:30am, the rain stopped, not a single ripple.
Dim lit windows at 4:00am, the curtains now closed,
Yet my thoughts are plagued by her and the melody of her favorite song,
The night is never dark for her, the street lamp making her feel at ease,
Dim lit windows at 5:00am, she has finally found peace in dreams.
The Obsession
Sinking my teeth in, the warmth of his skin,
I'm haunting his nightmares, taunting his demons,
I'm the creature living in his closet,
The whispers when the light goes out,
I'm the demon in his mirrors, the insanity he's afraid of.
Candle light dinner with cherries and wine,
The food stays untouched, growing cold in night,
Cause he's the one I want in my plate,
The one I want to dissolve in my wine,
Take him like my schizophrenic pills.
Serve him in my plate like the prey caught,
To fulfill the craving of him that makes me crazy,
Rip him apart for me when he crawls to me,
When he's on his knees, ready to worship me,
Keep him in the glass case and lock it,
Keep him struck in the house of mirrors,
Where he will only come back to me.
I have many regrets but oh my love, I'm afraid you will be that one I'll never be able to forget.
Would you still love me if I was a phantom dancing in the castle you stumbled upon accidentally, with my blue dress flowing like a river and my hairs billowing in the midnight wind? Would you still love the apparition of me after 1000 years I waited for you? Would you still remember me...
My nightmares making my life miserable, I cannot speak. The house is silent, cause the screams of agony die on my lips.
So much agony in your heart. Offer me a plate of your pain for it hurts me to see you suffering alone. Darling, let me suffer with you.
Home isn't always a place where you live. Sometimes it's your best friend who wraps you in her arms and you know everything will be alright.
The girl in my dreams
Silk cascading down her arms,
Her sweet laughs like a prayer,
The mystery girl in my dreams,
Why don't you pull me in forever?
Eyes as deep as void, curls flowing in the midnight air,
She gives me a fickle stare,
Then disappears into the waves.
My heart you have taken, my mind bewitched,
Don't taunt me with your absence,
When you disappear without a trace.
I would let you drown me deep below,
If you promise to never let go,
The waves closing in, I would never protest,
For my heart was yours even before we met.
I don't believe in heaven or hell but if there's a hell, I'll meet you there.
The Tsunami falls apart when your lips meet mine.
And when I told you I loved the city, you set it on fire. Now I'm afraid to hand you my heart.
Oh Love, my blood staining your clothes. I bleed of not my essence but all the memories and promises you gave me. Feel it soak in your clothes, a part of us you failed to keep.
It's painful when your pain begins to feel painless....
-Sloth
Bury my bones when I die and let the tree grow over it. The branches will still shiver at the sound of your name.
You didn't even looked at me,
While I die to see you everyday.
I hate you, I hate you so much,
Yet I can't help but wait for you.
Your heart may belong to someone else,
But i wish for your soul to be mine.
You die to hear from her everyday,
While I rot in the wait for you to be mine.