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 Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2006 7:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2006 3:05 pm
I write stories and songs! Here's my latest song,
I'm sitting in the dark, knife inside my heart, you still haven't come to get me, I'm sitting here in pain, I got hit by a train, but still you don't come, to get me, I feel like I'm dieing, and I'm still crying, why won't you come and help me? Cause I feel like I'm dieing, and I'm still crying, and you won't come and help me,
I'm feeling the pain, I'm dead in the brain, I can't feel my legs or my head, I am crying, a part of me's dieing, why won't you come help me?
I feel like I'm dieing, and I'm still crying, why won't you come and help me? Cause I feel like i'm dieing, and i'm still crying, and you won't come, and help me?
Why aren't you hear? Is it simple fear?
Cause,
I feel like I'm dieing, and I'm still crying, why won't you come and help me? Cause I feel like i'm dieing, and i'm still crying, and you won't come, and help me?
I feel like I'm dieing, and I'm still crying, why won't you come and help me? Cause I feel like i'm dieing, and i'm still crying, and you won't come, and help me?
I'm sitting in the dark, knife inside my heart, you still haven't come to get me, I'm sitting here in pain, I got hit by a train, but still you don't come, to get me, I feel like I'm dieing, and I'm still crying, why won't you come and help me? Cause I feel like I'm dieing, and I'm still crying, and you won't come and help me,
Why won't you come, help me?
You're to afraid to help Me?
and now it's too late to help me.
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 3:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 29, 2006 6:33 pm
sure thing. hehe. since you're a friend you can have it free but what do you want it of? (i guess i've never charged.... oh yeah except once and that was for osmething i REALLY REALLY wanted....) mostly i do art just cause i can.... and for the compliments. 3nodding
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 9:33 pm
Okay, here's something I wrote:
sometimes i want to run away
amd never see your face
sometimes i want to take that train
out of the city (out to the city)
and cry my heart out
something pretty
falls from her eyes
stains the sheets so bright (red)
she cries (she cries)
because of me
she falls deadbeat
and here i am (safe in the city)
leaving her a message in the rain
pouring bullets on my face
to come here (with me) and
leave her country scene
out to new york city
to be with me forever, live with me
(be with me forever, leave for me)
-----************
i imagine it to be a song, sorry, and the parts in parantheisis are the background singer.... ^^U
oh yeah and the theme came from someone's sig on GSB, admittedly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 7:51 pm
i wrote this when i first listened to Dookie. i dont' think it has much to do with Dookie but anyway:
(~no title yet...~)
[in a high-pitched-ish voice, like the begining to American Idiot type of voice]
(i listen to every thing and word and all that you may say
i act as if
You'll pull me up
And help me get away)
i never thought you'd go so far
That i would go this way
i never decided to imagine
How it would be with me
Away and gone
And never to return again
All hope lost
And all you got is yourself
Look the other way
Now you've lost yourself
Well tell me what is left
Well you said you'd be here and listen
Always by my side
All broken promises making my eyes bleed tonight
Anotehr stab in teh back
Just ******** off, now
You've lost my trust
i won't be back
Except maybe to stab you back
Again
(i listen to every thing and word
And all that he might say
i act as if
He'll pull me up
And help me get away)
From you
To somewhere better
Alone but with each other
With no sadness only trust
No more dishonesty
Or society
But all that is a dream
i sit here and wait
In the darkest night
In a burning pain
Run of to the shadows
Your heart's trapped and crushed to dust
And make-up's forming smiles
That will hurt you
So come
We'll run away
Walk away
Leave this mess
For another
But at least we'll have each other
Or maybe not...
Well, why bother?
Just survive to reach home again
And maybe hell
Or paradise
But we'll be gone
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 3:19 am
try and save your heart.
catch the tears in an umbrella before they even fall.
try and skip the part where you yell at me,
where you shove me out of your waaay.
sometimes i know when you just won't
(show up show up show up)
sometimes you say you will,
i know you won't.
treat me like i was a medicine,
a poison made for untouched lips.
(we brushed so close).
blanket me with false hopes tied around my wrists one day.
i won't slit them. (i won't slip into your grip.)
holds me so close. (holds me so close)
cry when i'm awake, and dream of you most times that i try and.
forget better times, they only make me cry and.
ever try and wake me up i swear to god i'll miss you still.
worse when i am a-wake.
sometimes i know when you just won't
(show up show up show up)
sometimes you say you will, i know you won't.
treat me like i was a medicine, a poison made for untouched lips.
(we brushed so close you'll never know how much i love you soooo.......)
cry for me, and scream forever my whole name
one words remark for you, i want to scream it back at you
and one thing's as sure as s**t ********
i'll never even think the words i love you same as i did yesterday.
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 9:53 pm
okay here's another:
another papercut slit through my hands
another flame goes out inside my head
cold, black eyes---
hopeless nights.... and still i cry
my little papercut, i hope you understand
that every stain of blood
means nothing inside i'm dead
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 11:28 pm
the boy who took his life
feeling like crap, beaten and down
a little messed up (suicidal) in the head
he promised all his love to her
she screwed him over
teetering high above the city
orange intoxication flames his head
gun in his hand, rosary in the other, his goodbye to this world
flutters down below
ink ribbons trailing a line
from the cuts above those crimson veins
demons from heaven, calling his name
screams ringing about
boy who died tonight
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 8:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 6:48 pm
gu_mu_ashie  Hope you like it!!! Its a joke! Ha ha....... am I the only one who finds this funny?
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