Last year
you brook into the shell of my darkness
stripped me from all fears
this year
I am bleeding tears for the memories..when you're gone
.. when you're gone ..
there is no voice, no name
I can call .. once again
when you're gone ...
I have barred myself beneath the mask of misery
dyed in blue for my frozen heart ..
so that my lock can't be opened by any key
when your gone...
I better not dream
I shall not pray...
cause you're not returning anyway
you would think that..
I am fine
I am ok
coz you left me no more.. lies
no more.. pain
when you're all gone
Last year
you brook into the shell of my darkness
stripped me from all fears
this year
I am bleeding tears for the memories..when you're gone
.. when you're gone ..
there is no voice, no name
I can call .. once again
when you're gone ...
I have barred myself beneath the mask of misery
dyed in blue for my frozen heart ..
so that my lock can't be opened by any key
when your gone...
I better not dream
I shall not pray...
cause you're not returning anyway
you would think that..
I am fine
I am ok
coz you left me no more.. lies
no more.. pain
when you're all gone
Truly Needed, Not Wanted by Montplaisir, literature
Literature
Truly Needed, Not Wanted
Look around,
Listen to the sounds,
The noises and the voices,
The laughter and the screams,
The crying and giggles,
Sounds and voices ever changing,
Feelings turned on a whim and noise,
Thoughts and ideals mimicked after and by others,
But who do they belong to,
Who really believes and cares,
Quite a simple answer really,
The ones who care,
And the ones who truly believe in their own ideals,
Are the ones who can fight for them ceaselessly,
Fight for the people and things they care about and make a true difference,
But who refrain from doing so until theyre actually needed,
Instead of when theyre told they are.
I find myself lost in this world
Of earsplitting noise
Of spite filled hate
And tyrannical rule
A world devoid of purity
Overrun buy vengeful hypocrites
By lust driven heathens
And soulless leaders
A world populated by slaves
Who bow to idiocy
Who dear the unknown
And take solace in their servitude
A world of slaughter and lies
Of blasphemy and heresy
Of unspeakable atrocities
And barren of justice
A world in existence
Unknown by humanity
Born in the depths of my mind
Waiting to be unleashed
Current Residence: USA Favourite genre of music: rock,pop, J-pop,J-rouck Favourite cartoon character: Hikari Satoshi, Krad, Sebastian Michaelis, Natsume Takashi, Anma Ai, Monkey D. Luffy, Ikuto Tsukiyom Personal Quote: some cards never meant to be shown
Favourite Movies
all horrors!
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Within Temptation, Linken Park, Evanescence, Skillet, Nightwish, BSB
Other Interests
drawing, exploring,whatching anime, staring at the sky, re-design rooms over and over
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