Cant think of a title by Synthetic-Sins, literature
Literature
Cant think of a title
Why do I feel this way?
I feel so alone and unwanted.
unwanted and uncared for...
unloved and hated.
This life I live...
It tortures me.
I hate myself..
Ant my life.
Have You Ever
Have you ever cried so hard,
that you couldn't breathe,
have you ever had someone stab you in the back,
and laugh as they watch you bleed?
have you ever loved someone so much, but they never understood?
have you ever been abused for being bad,
when you were trying so hard to be good?
have you ever cried a billion tears,
asking God "why?",
and do you know how it feels to fall asleep at night,
wishing you would die?
have you ever had a guy take your innocence, and throw it out the door?
and you live each day in fear,
wondering if he'll come back for more...
have you ever had girl threaten to take your life,
and you
as I lay to rest at night,
close my eyes ,
turn out the light,
begin to dream about the day,
problems seem to melt away,
All thats left,
Two bright eyes,
Two sparkling glimmers,
mesmorize,
Sinking deeper into the night
Reality, just out of site
In my dreams what do i see?
a perfect picture,
You and Me,
Alarm clock sounds,
Reality hits,
Must of dozed off a bit,
who was this guy of my sleep?
That secrets mine,
for ever mine to keep.
.no tittle as of yet. by Synthetic-Sins, literature
Literature
.no tittle as of yet.
Alone I sit on the top of a hill,
Thinking of how my unlife has been.
Of the pain and the sorrow I've seen.
The feelings of guilt always come back.
All I want is to leave the shadows behind,
And truly this time I will.
I'm waiting for the sun to rise today,
On the lonely hill where I sit.
And maybe, I'll catch a glimpse of it,
Before the wind blows my ashes away.
Bite me, my vampire, drink my blood.
I assure you it tastes good.
I want to be a vampire, too,
I want to hunt for blood with you.
It will be great, just you and me,
Vampires together, wait and see.
Never be lonely, never blue,
Because, my vampire, I love you.
I fear
.no tittle as of yet. by Synthetic-Sins, literature
Literature
.no tittle as of yet.
Alone I sit on the top of a hill,
Thinking of how my unlife has been.
Of the pain and the sorrow I've seen.
The feelings of guilt always come back.
All I want is to leave the shadows behind,
And truly this time I will.
I'm waiting for the sun to rise today,
On the lonely hill where I sit.
And maybe, I'll catch a glimpse of it,
Before the wind blows my ashes away.
Bite me, my vampire, drink my blood.
I assure you it tastes good.
I want to be a vampire, too,
I want to hunt for blood with you.
It will be great, just you and me,
Vampires together, wait and see.
Never be lonely, never blue,
Because, my vampire, I love you.
I fear
as I lay to rest at night,
close my eyes ,
turn out the light,
begin to dream about the day,
problems seem to melt away,
All thats left,
Two bright eyes,
Two sparkling glimmers,
mesmorize,
Sinking deeper into the night
Reality, just out of site
In my dreams what do i see?
a perfect picture,
You and Me,
Alarm clock sounds,
Reality hits,
Must of dozed off a bit,
who was this guy of my sleep?
That secrets mine,
for ever mine to keep.
Have You Ever
Have you ever cried so hard,
that you couldn't breathe,
have you ever had someone stab you in the back,
and laugh as they watch you bleed?
have you ever loved someone so much, but they never understood?
have you ever been abused for being bad,
when you were trying so hard to be good?
have you ever cried a billion tears,
asking God "why?",
and do you know how it feels to fall asleep at night,
wishing you would die?
have you ever had a guy take your innocence, and throw it out the door?
and you live each day in fear,
wondering if he'll come back for more...
have you ever had girl threaten to take your life,
and you
Cant think of a title by Synthetic-Sins, literature
Literature
Cant think of a title
Why do I feel this way?
I feel so alone and unwanted.
unwanted and uncared for...
unloved and hated.
This life I live...
It tortures me.
I hate myself..
Ant my life.
I've been on the thought of death more then once. I've tryed many times to commite suicide buh am also scared of death. I want so badly to b able to fit in, I want so badly to live. Buh sometimes I jus.... I feel like lettin go. The only real things keepin me from further tries r my real friends. I want so much to live for them. Buh sometimes I feel I cant. I unno... like I've said, n' I'll say it again... My lifes completely fucked over.
I still think bout all that I've done wrong n' cant help buh still feel guilt towards it. I feel as tho everythin in life is my fault. The thing is i wish i could go back and change the things I've done wr