Tuesday, July 5, 2011

A Sad Lover's Anecdote

Sit back, relax
And do enjoy the show
I'll let you in on a couple of facts
That slightly made my blood slow
Johnny met her at a gas station
Quite a long time ago
It started as smiple flirtation
And she decided to make him her beau
He was much too infatuated
To see that she was disturbed
Her beauty was not devaluated
And his love would not be curbed
Her fate was worse than death itself
It was true tortue through and through
When he noticed the knife on her shelf
The cause of her bleeding tattoo
He had to find a way to help her
Before it was too late
He knew the Devil did prefer
Girls dying from a sharp blade's grate
He tried and tried to no avail
Her blood continued to flow
Satan began to tip the scale
When his favorite beverage wouldn't slow
Out her wrist and to his throat
Soon he would drink her down
Johnny tried to keep her heart afloat
Which made the Devil frown
He gladly sank his teeth in deeper
Loosening Johnny's tight grip
Her fall began to get much steeper
And her heart began to skip
He lost the battle to Lucifer
And cried to her limp corps
Knowing that his life was over
He closed all of his doors
He shoved the knife into his chest
And cut right through his heart
He told the Devil to take the rest
With the exception of this body part
A story of undying love
Persistance stronger than most
A fight to surely be proud of
Unhappily ending with a heartbroken ghost

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Untitled

I'll travel to Hell and back
If you'll love me forever
Don't let my soul fade to black
And say you'll hurt me never
Kiss and hold me every day
Please don't ever let me go
I'll love you back in every way
And in this note I'll say so
I want to feel your finger tips
Moving down my skin
A kiss upon your perfect lips
Lord, why must this be sin?
You take my breath away
And make my heart beat fast
With every word you say
I know I want us to last
So I look to the sky above
And pray to God once more
That you'll be my forever love
And won't make my heart sore

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Suicide Hotel

I’m anticipating the tune
That will be sung very soon
When you see my bloody head
My pillow case stained red
Because the bullet in my brain
Was my way to end the pain
I tried to show my game face
But it didn’t last the whole race
I had to terminate my existence
Because of heartbreak’s persistence
Now I’ll be thrown in the ground
And bugs will eat me without a sound
Since God will not forgive me
I will never again be free
I’m holding Satan’s hand
Obeying his every command
Stuck in a fiery pit of Hell
Called the Suicide Hotel

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Suck It

You stupid, silly whore
Get the fuck out
I'll show you the door
You were never good for nothin'
Except easy pussy
And a lousy cock suckin'
He told me you were bad
That I'm much better
And that's just sad
Be jealous nasty bitch
See if I care
I flipped that switch
He's my man now
And if you find a mirror
You can stop asking "How"

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Conquoring envy

Jealousy boils inside me
Like an ugly green beast
He should be calling me baby
Or holding my hand at least

Horrible thoughts enter my head
A devious plot to recieve him
A plan to get him to share my bed
To preform some blissful sin

A tiny kiss upon his lips
Will forever make him mine
And if her heart stops or rips
Than that will be just fine

I know this may sound selfish
But I don't care if it does
In my success I'll relish
While she longs for what he was

For Ashley

Hush little baby
Say your last word
And cry yourself to sleep
Go to a place deep in your mind
A place to sit and weep

A dreamland of broken things
Lost love, lost hope, lost life
A place where a siren sings
A sad song about a knife

Hush little baby
It'll all be over soon
You won't have to sit and suffer
All alone in this room

Take your razor
And bleed yourself to bed
They all think you're crazy
But soon enough, you'll be dead

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

A Hill So Far Away

I yearn for a pasture
Lying over the hill
A hill so far away
I peak over the edge of the windowsill
To fantasize about independence
It's lying just over a hill in the distance
A hill so far away
I am much to aware of my dwindling will
The will to get out of this place
When my mind begins to stray again
To that hill so far away
It strays to a place that is calm and fair
A place quite lovely and bright
I know that someday I'll get there
Over that hill so far away
But my journey is yet to end
I am still in this place of gloom
So I'll try to develope a plan to get free
But until then I'll pace this horrible room
And dream of a place that I'd rather be