anything can happen tonight
There’s a gun in my hand
Razor blades on the floor and a noose that hangs from the ceiling
The contents of this bottle is almost empty
What ever happens will happen
I’m not going to stop it
I’ve given all that I had to this life, just to live
I’ve given you all, and have nothing left to give
There’s a voice in my head telling me to do it
Reminders of good times in pictures
Letter that lay on the floor of, all the good times before
But tonight,
What ever happens will happen
I’ve taken all that I could
And probably more then I should
So many dreams left for dead
So many wishes left undone
And too many love letters left unread
There’s despair in my heart and a smile on my face
Hate within holding on to aimless rage
There’s a finger on this trigger
Broken glass from the bottle
Laying with the blades on the floor covering up your letters
Death waits out side of my door
There are few good times
There are so many bad times
And then there times I say,
What is there left for me to live for?
Tonight, what ever happens will happen
I’m not going to try to stop me…
Blog Category: Writing and Poetry
Current mood: pessimistic
Added on: 19/11/2007 09:13:38
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questions i hate being asked!!!
1. what are you?........what the fuck does it look like?
2. are you gothlic?......what the fucks a gothlic? and no im not goth
3. are you emo?.....no
4. are you a satanist.....you care why?
5. do you believe in god?.....you care why?
6. whats punk?.....your face, fuck off!!
7. what are you?...again....what does it look like, ass hole!
8. are you going out with him?.....no...maybe. ..yes...fuck you
i can only think of seven right now, but yeah i hate people asking me stupid shit....:P
Playing (Music): im not listening to nothing im at school:(
Current mood: pissed off
Added on: 14/11/2007 09:08:06
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