everything burns

everything burns...
a great song by anastasia and ben moody,fantastic four...
I have no idea why i fell in love with this song...
It has absolutley nothing to do with my life....
certain things do burn though...
Like the fact that my best friend is half way around the world and I haven't seen her in seven years...
we've done an amazing job of keeping in touch though...it's the age of cyber-space...we no longer have an excuse to not keep in touch...I'm happy about that....
still burns though...

The fact that people are hypocrites whether they want to admit or not...
Anyone who judges someone by color race or religion is definetley sent from hell and probably going back there...
at least i'm not a hypocrite...or at least I think I'm not...
still burns though...

the fact that so much bas stuff has happened to me in the past...
yeah yeah...sure I got over it all...
and I'm pretty sure I don't have any emotianal scars...
who am I kidding...I'm emotionaly damaged...
let me count...how many incidents?
1...2...3...4...
now that burns

She sits in her corner

Singing herself to sleep

Wrapped in all of the promisesThat no one seems to keep

She no longer cries to herself

No tears left to wash away

Just diaries of empty pagesFeelings gone a stray

But she will sing

Til everything burns

While everyone screams

Burning their lies

Burning my dreams

All of this hateAnd all of this pain

I'll burn it all down

As my anger reigns

Til everything burns

Walking through life unnoticed

Knowing that no one cares

Too consumed in their masquerade

No one sees her there

And still she sings

Til everything burns

While everyone screams

Burning their lies

Burning my dreams

All of this hate

And all of this pain

I'll burn it all down

As my anger reigns

I'm sitting in my room...
there's a mirror in front of me...on my desk...with white snowey powder on it...
I take a neatly cut line on my finger...put it to my finger...and sniff...
oh, it feels so good to inhale you...

Once again...I'm sitting on my bed...
I have a syringe in one hand...filled with beautiful liquid...
my other arm is tied tightly...
I bring the sweet needle to my arm...slowly inserting the point in my blue blue vein...
The liquid burns as it seeps into my blood...
how I rejoice in the pain...the burn...
I adore injecting my self with you...

why?

why is there war?
why is there hunger?
why is there poverty?
why is ther global warming?
why are there hurricanes tornados and storms?
why do bad people die in pain and good people suffer in death?
why do people lose people they love?
why are there demons walking the earth?
why do people have to fight for their love?
why is there nothing right with the world?
why is everything imperfect?
same answer to all these questions
because i'm not in you arms...

angel eyes

99.9% of people would see drops of water falling from the sky and say "it's raining".
No one takes the time to catch a single drop on their tounge...
Well, today I did...
And guess what...it isn't water...
...It's tears...
The angels are crying because we're miles apart...

miss u soooo much

purple rain

Heya
I'm new at this blog thingy, I'm used to paper and notebooks.
Does anyone out there LOVE the rain???
I do...
Purple rain lead my soul-mate to me... or lead me to my soul-mate I don't know.
The important thing is, my life has value right now.
I have light in my life because of you...
I am truely addicted to life now...
"you became my favorite drug"
This is one addiction I don't want to get rid of...
I want you to keep flowing in my blood...
I want to inject myself with you everyday...
I need to get high every moment of the day...

miss you so much
mwah mwah mwah mwah