A Secret

A secret, like a lion, prowls in my heart
I fantasize of killing them
while alone in the dark
A thousand times I've murdered them
a different way each time
I find new ways to suffer them
a pain as great as mine
When time comes, when I get the chance
Their blood will pour and I will smile as I watch their corpses dance.

Cutters

I don't need to be a cutter
they cut to feel the pain
and if I want to feel like that
I'll just sleep with you again.

The Sun Is Cold

The Sun Is Cold
It's icy fingers roam my face
No feeling in my body
The Sun Is Cold
Why doesn't anyone feel it?
They think it loves them
The Sun Is Cold
it used to smile for me
now there is only shadow
for me to roam through
The Sun Is Cold
my fingers are black
people smile at me, coaxing
The Sun Is Cold
the deadness is all over me
the pain is small
nothing like that day
You Made The Sun Go Cold

Broken

Tears on my pillow
tracing patterns through the pain
deep rivers of sorrow
at the mention of your name.
How could you do this
all I ever had was yours
you were my everything
and now hope has shut its doors.
You've left me here now
cold, dark, lonely and afraid
every moment wonders
why you couldn't just have stayed.
Poems with no rhyme
dischords hang in every tune
ever fiber of me
wants you to come back soon.
My heart is broken
lying in pieces on the floor
soon I'll pick them up
just for you to break once more.