Things Hits: 2685

It might seem crazy
but it's the truth
why do we do things,
we aren't supposed to do?

It's a matter of opinion,
or matter of the fact
that we always do bad things,
behind peoples backs?

Yes we do it,
and we know it's bad
but sometimes those times,
can be the best we ever had.

But sometimes it will backfire
and stare into your eyes
when you want to know the truth
but your mind tells you lies.

Then you realize those lies
help you find the truth,
and the reason why we do the bad things
people tell us not to do…

Author: cHeLsEy

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The day has gone dark Hits: 1932

The day has gone dark and cold
things gone wrong and out of control
what was said had to be said
there's no point in crying to bed
I wish there was another way
but too bad it has to be someday
im just glad time is on my side
these feelings and emotions will soon die

Author: Kenny

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My darkest enemy Hits: 2259

We would've been perfect together
For some reason you rejected me
If only you gave us a chance…
How do you think that made me feel?
I breathed deep and cried for so long
You don't deserve a single tear of my own
Still, I can't help myself from loving you
Every breath I take is for you
Every sigh I make is because of you
You're the only who could help me from myself
My darkest enemy, my closest friend
Be mine

Author: Nadine

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Look for a dark room Hits: 1667

I want to run away.
run to somewhere far.
where nobody can get mad at me,
where i can't mess up.
i am looking for a room,
an empty room.
that is dark and has padded walls.
so i can think and realize that i am nothing at all.
i always say the wrong things
at the wrong time.
i get screamed at for not knowing.
but it wasn't my fault.
i know i am nothing at all.
crying is my hobby
looking at myself is my favorite thing to do.
and making people hate me is my job.
i stand in front of that mirror on my wall.
realizing i am nothing at all.

Author: cHeLsEy

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I see a darkened land Hits: 2419

I sit in the corner
With my broken heart
All you see is a mourner
I see a world torn apart
My tear drips to the floor
And no one's there to catch it
Can't see the point anymore
Why would they care about it
I lay on my bed
Holding my own hand
All you see is a lonely girl
I see a darkened land
I stand in the empty room
Full of empty feeling
You see a girl full of gloom
I see a darkened ceiling
I swing
Hanging from a rope
You see an empty corpse
I see a new beginning

Author: Jaden

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I built a bridge across darkness Hits: 2432

I built a bridge out of nowhere,
across nothingness and wondered if there would be something on the other side.
I built a bridge out of fog,
across darkness and hoped that there would be light on the other side.
I built a bridge out of despair,
across oblivion and knew that there would be hope on the other side.
I built a bridge out of hell,
across chaos and trusted that there would be strength on the other side.
I built a bridge out of hell,
across terror and it was a good bridge,
a strong bridge,
a beautiful bridge.
It was a bridge I built myself,
with only my hands for tools,
my obstinacy for supports,
my faith for spans,
and my blood for rivets.
I built a bridge,
and crossed it,
but there was no one there to meet me on the other side.


Author: Jim

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Darkness was staring me Hits: 3927

We were in love...
I thought you would care...
You say you still love me...
Then why weren't you there?
Darkness was staring me in the face...
I was too blind to see...
There's nothing left to say...
It was all a lie...
Maybe we were never meant to be...


Author: Sarah

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Dark hole Hits: 3444

You saved me from that dark hole...
That I was about to get inside...
My heart was filled for so long...
Now the memories have gone and died...
Is it true that you even loved me?
Did the feelings fade away?
Or was it just a word...
You thought u had to say?

Author: Sarah

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 Things
 The day has gone dark
 My darkest enemy
 Look for a dark room
 I see a darkened land
 I built a bridge across darkness
 Darkness was staring me
 Dark hole