

Don't forget me..Why bother living if there’s nothing to live for? Why bother breathing if every breath I take feels as meaningless as the last? It pains as I feel the air swelling up in my lungs, slowly as if asphyxiating me as well as keeping my life supported. Disgusting. Life. Love. Everything in between. I spit these words out like a putrid grave, disgusting, but inevitable to rotting. Bleed unto the rose thorns as though trying to diminish my existence. I shall die with the precious flower. Kneeling unto the white blankets of cold, my face drowns in my tears.Don't forget me..
Memories appear in my mind… I hide in my


.Black Rose.I'm gonna draw a picture, A picture thats got a slight twist, I'm gonna draw it with something sharp, And it's gonna be on my wrist. When I'm done You'll be stunned in fear By how much blood is gone And the silent scream you hear. Red blood flows Drip, drip, drip All over my clothes. The wound feels so good It's replenishing me, Killing me, It's setting me free. Free from hurt anger, and fear I like it, knowing nothing can go wrong from here It feels so good To know death is near To know all the suffereing, crying and fears will b.Black Rose.
And, thanks so much for the
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We have missed our opportunity
Of escaping with impunity;
So farewell to the felicity
Of our maiden domesticity!
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"I feel very guilty. It's clear that one shouldn't love 'just because' but 'because of'."
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We have missed our opportunity
Of escaping with impunity;
So farewell to the felicity
Of our maiden domesticity!
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