I closed my eyes, Envisioning non-exisient stars, Under the blanket of my sweat and blood, My unbeating heart unknown to man.
"Are you okay?" They ask, "Am I okay?" I ask myself, "I'm okay," I tell them, But really I'm not so sure.
Outside the windows, Where darkeness looms, The vultures await for the dying, And the crows are the vampires of the century.
One swooped in as I lay dying, My heart singing its last poems, As i stayed unknown, To the world before me.
If no one loves you enough, And if no one stops to think about you, Do you exist at all? Are you alive at all?
When they break your heart and you've lost it all, When you wake up to the sound of screaming, Voices calling your name, Would you be okay?
Past actions and past mistakes, Left me wounded and broken, Reckless and bitter, Would I be fine at all? You tell me.
Broken hallways, Broken dreams, I trudged down with calloused feet, The pain of never acheiving shot through my veins,.
I wanted to cry out, But no one would hear me anyways, Even as tears streamed down, The people around me are not me, so why should they?
Even as i begged for help, As i asked for bandages, Most people are selfish, So they kept it all to themselves.
So am I, So even as I yelled they never really yelled at all, They kept all the pain to themselves, Because pain has no place in this world.
For even as wolves howl at the distance, People stayed asleep, Unaware to their inevitable doom, Unaware as the creatures gutted them out.
Bleard silver fangs, Red blood dripping, Without any life left to speak my last words, Only the tears of regeret are left on my face.
As the crows slowly pecked my eyes out, And I cried for help, But the people around me are busy, Busy listening to the music only they can hear.
Busy living, Busy dying, Busy believing lies, And so did I.
But boy, was I totally wrong, I never thought that this would kill that little girl, Who once was alive now stayed unbreathing, No pulse could be felt.
"Where is she? " they ask, "What happened to her?" Hun, she'd sailed, To a land afr away.
Not a word, Not a story, In a vast sea where one might drown, Is where a person might be found.
Demons far too huge, With red eyes and need for youth, With claws sharp as blade, And tongue as venomous as snakes.
Out of breath, With nowhere to run, Her desires unkown to man, As she laid dying.
Run little children, To a land far beyond, Avoid the sea and the secrets that lied beneath, But those kids never listened.
They swam deep below, To those they hold dear, Not minding the sacrifice they make, For they dont want them to disappear.
Young little issobel, Who once was white as snow, Who once was pure as water, Is now stained and ruined.
The lies this world tell, The amount of smoke the society holds, The amount of clouds that masks the stars, Are abundantly unbearable.
I don't know if it's driving me crazy, Or of it's driving me anywhere at all, Im a lost girl in an ancient Map, Unfamiliar words are all left to me.
A song unsung by whoever, Deep down a rusted soul, A chained freedom, As it awaited to fly.
But on some nights, They completely fade away, And im left lying on tbe cold hard groud, With nothing left to spare.
Lights, give me lights, Those where even the smallest ones are no where to be seen, And out of those, Is where I try to shine.
For I don't want people, To feel what I did, Hurt like I did, Cry like I did.
I know, I'm weaker than most, But I won't step down, From a life of lies and never ending unfulfilled wishes.
Hearts all patched up wrong, The needle still inside, And I have nothing to do, For I am all alone in this road where I syride.
You thought I was fine, HAH! Suicide notes under my bed, Ready to say goodbye.
And you thought I was perfectly fine, HAh! Yet again.. It's my fault too for not telling anyone, Because who am I to bother you?
Because most people have stilled waters, An simples lives, With much lamps to spare, And I envy them.
For I want to be them, Even as they whined about how boring their lives we're, And how nothing was ever really different, But really, it's far better from mine.
Blades leaving scars, Bleeding out, Bleeding blood, And I walk as if I lived a normal life.
With wide smiles and crinkled eyes, Is a wounded bird, Who you can't even see, And I can't fly.
So forgive me, For not being always there, For not greeting you "hi", From running away from your hugs.
Im not always fine, Im sorry that i whine, From all the bad crap i see about me, And what people toss around.
Do you hear them? Words as painful as forks on plates, Heart shattering over and over again, , But I never gave up, did I?
For this is only a fraction, Of what the world has to give, Even as you die, Your lessons would never stop.
So learn your lesson quick, kid, A day would come and it'd be your turn go teach, With your last breath, And your last words.
As I did, As we did, Sorrows coursing through our veins, Pain hard felt.
But none of us is ever really truly alone, The renegades and the misfits, The rebel and the broken, We are one.
And when I die, My story would be told, I hope, Written in blood In capital bold letters:"DONT LOSE YOUR FIGHT, YET"
As I left, Stepping on glass shards, My feet aching and bleeding like my heart once did, And only then did I realize that I regret ever leaving this damned world after all.
Even as my heart ran around chasing the unchasable, There were people that truly loved me, Even as I stayed in the shadows, Even as my tears glittered under the moonlight. .
There're always those hands keeping me company, Keeping me safe, So do you, kid, But I always manage to keep pushing them away.
Because I'm stubborn fuck, I admit, And I'm sorry for ever even turning my cheek away, And I love you all too, really... If I haven't told yall so much.
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