As fickle as they come by queen-ofthe-damned, literature
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As fickle as they come
Lying to survive
In this foolish game
Searching for the difference
In hearts which look the same
Looking for hidden meanings
That lurk just beyond your tongue
Embraced in love and lust and lies
Seems the game has just begun
And time is not an issue
When you're trying to survive
You played me for a fool
Just to stay alive
And if were only human
And as fickle as they come
Why no bullets in your back?
When you're always on the run
Hazy clouds of grey by queen-ofthe-damned, literature
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Hazy clouds of grey
When open doors wont let you through,
And everything is lost,
Slowly we are dying,
Like flowers in a frost,
But still the sun shines
Through hazy clouds of grey,
Looks like heaven to me.
Would you throw this all away?
Too many words
And not enough action
Less is more
Fight the attraction
Begin at the end
So we will feel
Less than a fraction
Of when our hearts,
Break
And
Heal.
These tile patterns remind me
Of old inflicted wounds
Too many: "Goodbyes"
And not enough: "See you soons"
So many lovers and only one bed
Countless memories of justice been said
Sweet little notions which turn into rust
Lost brittle love letters turning to dust
Goodbyes are short and sweet
For my legs might turn to stone
If you let me stand and stare
To watch myself alone.
Pedestals of lover's fools by queen-ofthe-damned, literature
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Pedestals of lover's fools
Pedestals of lover's fools,
In a time that's gone and past,
Don't look at me as history,
Compare and see the contrast,
Looking under floorboards,
For dusty pictures gone,
I know that she was right,
And I'm your miss's wrong,
Bear my teeth and fantasise,
I'll watch your eyes that stray,
And in my head romanticise,
That colours turn from grey,
Hiding from expectation,
In case I fail your love,
Resisting all temptation,
I'll wear the other glove,
So see it from the other side,
And see her everywhere,
I'll be the replacement,
Craving for your air,
And I'm sorry that I can't be,
That break within your heart,
I'll always just
Words and kisses that we shared
Thoughts and feelings never dared,
A lost romantic deep in heart
False pretensions from the start,
Haunting memories last all night
Struggling home, I lose the fight,
Hate is such an easy word
Freedom is a wingless bird,
Oh gasping breath with words so true
I still see myself with you,
Demented soul that couldn't cope
You ripped apart my only hope,
Bleeding hearts fall unto you
Tear drops form just like the dew,
Fearful whispers turn to cries
Turning corners don't ask whys',
I'll see you as a lesson learnt
So see me as a heart that's burnt.
Caught like flies by queen-ofthe-damned, literature
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Caught like flies
Losing words in webs so weak,
Another snail trail down your cheek,
Caught like flies in seams of lust,
Breaking loose without the trust.
Fly away from loves sweet dream,
Choke upon what love should mean,
Caught within a cold embrace,
Childlike smile erased from face.
Fingertips that feel like ice,
Embraced my heart and crushed it twice,
It scarred my mind with lines so deep,
And killed my dreams, I know not sleep.
Now every night and day I pray,
The haunting memories fade away,
But hazy thoughts that once had fled,
Drift about your sleepy head.
Today, tomorrow, the rest will pass,
This nothingness will cease to last,
Not a t
A thousand lifeless faces,
Staring back at me.
Trapped within the shards
That let the blood flow free,
A touch as cold as ice
Calms and soothes my soul,
Desperate hands they grasp
A feeling to be whole,
So cold against my cheek
you crawl beneath my flesh,
A kiss so soft and gentle
With foul decaying breath,
Always footsteps haunt my path
You reflect my every move,
Traced deep within this skin,
Filling every groove.
You suffocate, you overwhelm,
And still I can't break free,
Letting loose the shards of glass,
The jigsaw that is me.
Caressing breeze, the flowers stir
Lost in past and who you were
Warming breeze in lifeless air
City lost beyond a care
Fading lights and fading stars
Ever present man-made scars
Hopeless hearts and stupid fools
Kept in order with their rules
Flying high the birds sing free
They clip your wings to make you me
Bound and kept within this stage
Desolate thoughts they never age
One barrel of love by queen-ofthe-damned, literature
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One barrel of love
One barrel of love
That calls out your name
Dress-up is fake
But this is no game
Lone lipstick mark
As I kiss you goodbye
You think I am false
But guns never lie
Bullets imprisoned
In a cold lonely heart
An action of love
That leaves no mark
Fingers adoring
Trace marks on your skin
Smiles on the outside
That don't reach within
One barrel of love
That's empty and spent
Dress-up is fake
But still you're content
To put on your face
Carry on with the game
But since your heart died
It hasn't been the same
And I'm the one to blame
...I'm the one to blame
A coffin black,
As the blackest night,
A girl so pale,
She's glowing white,
Rose's as red,
As the blood she has spilt,
Mind corrupted,
Eaten away by the guilt,
An empty space,
Where her heart once dwelled,
Lost to eternity,
Away it sails,
A lover's regret,
Full of hate,
For coming back,
Much too late,
An empty shell,
Is what he made,
A lonely heart,
He could not save,
A pathetic child,
Left all alone,
Finally finding,
Her way home
These tears are fake
I must admit
These scars are fake
I didn't slit
My life is fake
I made it up
My frown is fake
I'm all drugged up
My lies are fake
Their really the truth
My truth is fake
But I have no proof
I can see your scars by queen-ofthe-damned, literature
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I can see your scars
I can see your scars,
Yes I know where they are…
One in your heart,
And one on your wrist,
Counting the memories,
Making a list,
Of people you've loved,
And people you've lost,
And how they made you,
count the cost.
A lover's bliss,
Is blind to see,
She doesn't love you,
Not like me,
And when you look,
Into her eyes,
It is me,
Who sees her lies,
And when she holds you ,
Close to her,
You breathe her in,
You do not stir,
And when you hold her,
Close at night,
I'll be watching,
But out of sight,
You do not notice,
You do not see,
She doesn't care for you,
Not like me
You said we'd be together,
That we'd never be apart,
You offered me broken promises,
I offered my broken heart.
You said you'd love me always,
You'd tend to my every need,
These were broken promises,
And now my heart doth bleed.
I acted like a fool,
You're love was never true,
You offered me broken promises,
And this I always knew.
Last night I dreamt of you again,
You wandered, perfect, round my mind.
And helped me search through broken dreams,
For answers I alone can find.
We walked the corridors of time,
Through fields of fate strolled hand in hand,
And I knew then what I know now,
That time is just one grain of sand.
It passes by, we hardly see,
Its constant rushing we dont hear,
And it will fall continuous,
Until the path ahead is clear.
And if our lives are meant to cross,
And if our dreams belong as one,
Then we will know it soon enough.
Though silently our love goes on.
So now I hope you feel at ease,
With all the worries in your life.
Sit back
Girl within the dug out grave by queen-ofthe-damned, literature
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Girl within the dug out grave
Empty words were written down
Laced a girl into a gown
Watery eyes and dug out grave
Not enough for all we gave
Little rhymes and riddles told
Kept in hearts and later sold
Kisses spent and kisses bought
Feelings gone and never caught
Dreamers slept and never woke
Disease and famine made me choke
Fragile throats were drowned in blood
Not as sweet as God's own flood
Faith was lost and hell was found
In a hole within the ground
Hope was not enough to save
Girl within the dug out grave
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Recyled and still crap...
When open doors won't let you through
And you feel like everything is lost
Slowly we are dying
Like flowers in a frost
But still the sun shines
Through clouds of hazy grey
It looks like heaven to me
Would you throw this all away?
As if being ill isn't bad enough. When you're ill all you wanna do is sleep and stop feeling like shit. But when you don't feel shit anymore you don't wanna sleep...cos believe it or not that does eventually get boring. I've been stuck inside since Monday and I'm going crazy. All there is to do is go on the computer, watch crappy tv or sleep! I feel better now...let me out please!