The Perfect GirlMy perfect girl would be one that has beautiful green eyes because blue eyes distract me to damn much. She needs a gorgeous smile that can brighten up my day no matter the mood I'm in because sometimes I just don't feel up to the world. A girl shorter than me and definitely has to be on the slim side. A girl that would look amazing with a belly ring, but yet isn't arrogant about her looks. The girl needs to be open minded because my ideas sometimes come from left field so she needs to be quick witted and MUST have a sense of humor that can be a little dark or perverted because I look at the dark things in life and laugh at them constantly. IThe Perfect Girl by ~n1njach1ck3n
TearsWhy do these tears suddenly decide to fall,Tears by ~n1njach1ck3n
its not liked we ask them to come or call,
but no matter what they just appear
and remind us of those we used to hold dear.
These damn tears are feelings of regret and anguish,
almost like they start flowing just to punish
us for our sins.
What do we have to cry about? Well that depends.
It depends on whether you have lost what you hold dear,
for that could surely bring out a tear.
Or have you tried with all your might and still fail?
That can make tears plummet down like hail.
Or do you have no one to call a friend
no one to sit by your side when it all ends.
When this world is in cha
In memory ofIn a fleeting moment,In memory of by ~n1njach1ck3n
it can end,
life taken away,
bone taken out of skin,
we never know when,
the pain we feel,
is real enough to be alive,
pain is it's own entity,
gripping, tearing, murdering,
those we hold dear,
hearts stop beating,
words stop coming,
life stops and time holds still,
in that moment what do we see?
or our pain?
do we feel relief?
when we die what happens?
the lights go out,
exit stage left,
to right down that last slit in his eyes,
that last sentient thought,
before thine breath be naught,
what was in that moment?
or fleeting relief?
An Artist's LoveAs an artist we love,An Artist's Love by ~n1njach1ck3n
as people we hurt,
I drift in daydreams of that day,
when all my pain fades away,
where I can be with you again,
and hold you until the end,
you with your brush and paint,
me with a pen that stains
the paper mine words take form on,
A slew of emotions come forth,
but I awaken and I fear,
that day will never come,
my beautiful artist is with someone else,
my tears have run dry,
so I wait
until I die,
for death is the only recourse,
for a love that causes such remorse,
so I stain these pages black,
with the feelings I once had,
for when the truth all comes to light,
there will be no one left
I'm over youI didn't see this coming,I'm over you by ~becky-xx
but somehow I made it through,
I didn't think I'd get here,
but I'm finally over you.
You once held all my dreams,
but I guess that's in the past,
I've now come to my senses,
And we were never meant to last.
I haven't been this happy,
since so many years ago,
After years of loving you,
I've eventually let go.
You were my prince charming,
the only one I needed,
I didn't think I'd do it,
but finally I've succeeded.
I can look at you now,
and not feel a single thing,
To me you were my universe,
but to you I was just a fling.
I thought that you were different,
but oh how wrong I could be,
You hurt m
It's Not WorkingShe's sitting on her bedIt's Not Working by ~catsareforever
a dark cloud of misery hanging around her.
She's got headphones in her ears
trying to block out the world.
(It's not working)
She's wishing someone would understand
would listen and care.
She's talking and talking and everyone hears
but nobody's really listening.
(It's not working)
She's scribbling on the paper
endless words that fit together to make meaningless phrases.
She's trying to get it all down
but her pen doesn't move across the page fast enough.
(It's not working)
She's shedding tear after tear
enough to make an ocean of sorrows.
She's choking on all the unsaid words
stuck in her throat and