Just To Let You Know... by youreokiwillbe, literature
Literature
Just To Let You Know...
Seeing is believing,
Feelings are deceiving.
Your dress is enchanting,
Our Press chanting,
To slip between the very fingers I caught you in,
In to the hands of another
brother
Lets take this back. {Why}
Red of your lips, {Change}
Move of you hips, {Your}
Any clearer my Dear? {Mind?}
You should have left then,
You left the Lights on,
and I CAN'T SEE.
What were you Running away from?
{When I can Catch you.}
I can show you Obsession,
You,
can show me.
can't you.
Would you like that?
Maybe I'm naive because there are certain things I don't understand
Like why we care about people who don't know us
Or why we love people who don't want us
Or why we get angry over things that don't concern us
Maybe I'm cold and bitter because there are certain places I can't go
Or people I can't see
Or songs I can't listen to anymore because they remind me of things I hate
And as much as I try to understand them, I can't
Maybe we're all different brands of crazy
Certain brands like hurting the body
Certain brands go for the mind
Me, I go for the heart because I'm a different brand than everybody else
Or maybe I've just lost it
There is a sickness, a fatal disease
an illness inside that nobody sees
bit by bit, it eats away at your heart
completely tearing you apart
you'll know when it's about to begin
you'll feel like your chest is caving in
it never sleeps, it never dies
it feeds off fragile and innocent lives
you can try your very best
but know that it will never rest
it makes you weak, it makes you sad
it makes you cut, it drives you mad
you'll never escape it, you'll never be free
and I know for a fact cuz the sickness killed me
-Ashley Carver
How I hate her
more than dried up lipstick, spam trying to sell.
more
than the bitter taste of milk gone to hell
you want me to feel well
And then you tell tell
"don't worry about her trace on my cock
and her blood on my heart
we are no more, and broken appart"
How I hate her
more than dolls prettier than mine.
more
than papercuts, maggots and people feelin "fine"
you tell me it's over
done and bye
but I still see her in your eye eye
it's such a lie lie
How I Hate Her
More than sickness in a wound, kids gone mad.
more
than the worst past memory I've ever had
you tell me she is dead
eaten and decomposed, less than dus
You said you wanted me
Well here I am
This is it
Know it, FEAR IT
I know you'll just look back on this and say
Just what the hell was wrong with Clay?
I was wrong but know there's something right
My scream can shatter this hollow night
So come here and lie with me
I'll teach you how to die honorably
And teach you how to swallow your rage
And read it to me page by page
(So give me the...)
The cold dew of insecurity
The hot blackness of my frail mind
The pure hatred of your love denied
And you've got your very own homicide
You want a logical explanation?
Some fancy rationale?
I love these words as though they were my own
Y
I fear the worst,
When you walk over.
The constant fear
It just surrounds me.
A vow of silence
Is distorted.
Your moody looks,
They make me crazy.
My brain goes empty,
And I ramble.
I can't think
Of the words to say.
My mind is blank
And you're just staring.
The way I feel,
It makes me crazy.
I don't like you,
You're beneath me.
At least,
That's what I wanna say.
Just one glance
And I melt.
I don't know why,
It makes me crazy.
I think I love you.
I don't know how,
Or why,
This happened to me.
I cannot take it,
Its like torture.
I hate to think,
You make me crazy.