Dream Selfy-Poem Submission by xxTwoBillionSecrets, literature
Literature
Dream Selfy-Poem Submission
Link: http://dreamself.me/d/fF87
Character Name: Mitsuko Souma
Origin of Character: Battle Royale (Anime, manga, novel)
Red Rum.
Her injured prey darted out into the cool mist of the morning air
Mitsuko snarled.
Letting go of the trigger, she sprinted out the door of the abandoned house
Envisioning a plan, she cornered the game.
She advanced towards the girl, positioning the weapon for a painful death
Feeling no sympathy, she lunged for the kill.
The blade slicing into skin.
Scream..... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Silence.
She went cold.
Mitsuko pulled the sickle out of Megumi's gut.
There was a
You're sitting there wishing it'll go away
The darkness you've been crawling through for so long
But the moral of this story is
Boys make girls cry, girls make boys cry
Fuck the crying, and keep your head held high
Pulling the trigger, cutting a little deeper
You want to start over
But you'll never start over
So the best we can do for now is to push away the pain
And keep your head held high
That's just how we all get by
He's just another scene of a movie that you'll see another hundred times
You've bled enough to last a lifetime, its time to drop the knife and pick up a pen
Write the story you'll live by one day, but baby we all
Scream it out loud by xxTwoBillionSecrets, literature
Literature
Scream it out loud
Hi, my name is Kirsten
I am a fighter, a dreamer, a warrior, a believer
I pray, I hope, I wish, I imagine, I desire, I design
I'm passionate, obsessive, sensitive, caring, delicate
I'm confusing, deep, understanding, and stubborn
I'll stand my ground but I'll fall for anything
The truth is my weakness
But oh, how I love it
The day I stop letting the mirror judge who I am
Is the day I'll learn to fly
&baby, I can feel my wings growing stronger
My name is Kirsten
I am me and I'll never change :)
So ask yourself,
under everything you do to fit in
who are you really?
Whoever you are;
I think the real you is beautiful
Dear daddy,
How long has it been since I last heard the sound of your voice?
Children around me are losing their family. Theyre broken, almost forgotten
The happiness theyve had at some point in their life, torn to shreds
"You're luckier than me, your parents divorced when you were young", I heard her say.
"But friend, you knew how it felt. I never will. To have a family. To be whole."
Talk is cheap; so why is it so hard for us to speak?
A phonecall on my birthday might have been nice. An email just didnt feel right
I turned seven daddy, I turned ten daddy, I turned eighteen daddy. Why is it all I get every year is a "happy birthda
I am afraid
Afraid to look into your eyes
To see the sadness
To see the pain
I can feel it
The darkness of your aura, your soul
No longer happy
No longer whole
Such a sweet shell
Who could I fool?
It's all an act
How could I prove it's no longer blood, which courses through my heart
Trailing through my veins; something colder
Something not human, but of a monster
Searching, seeking for which was never lost
The only one to blame is the demon I've become
I could never hate you
I could only truly hate-
me.
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves.. on the ground
With every step, every crunch, i could hear, you came near
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves.. make it stop, shake the fear
Pulled my hair
Tied my feet
Chained my hands
Had I screamed?
Pushed me down
Slugged my skull
Grabbed my neck
Slit my throat
You stole my life
It wasnt time
For me to leave
I'd been just fine
You didn't care to close my eyes
I could watch, but couldnt see
Besides the pain I felt hate..
In that town I disappeared
chipped face
darkened eyes
sewn limbs
same routine
the thousandth time
clear your mind
spinspinspin
one last song
one two three
i'll show you how graceful dying can be
no more dancing tonight
goes around comes around by xxTwoBillionSecrets, literature
Literature
goes around comes around
this is no longer an art
rather a way to show our pain
but is there really a way?
Misery.
Cave.
Darkness.
take it away.
but not yet;
its here to stay.
to haunt me
every
last
inch
of me
beautifully tragic heart
so scratched; so scathed
shouldnt my wrist match?
stare at the blade
amazing how it gleams in the moonlight
wouldnt it be pretty
bathing in red?
i can feel myself perishing
dust.
nothing more than i deserve
i can feel
you.
the dagger went down pretty deep, huh?
i would give anything to go back
Put away the gun
Youve got too much to lose.
Please
Dont
Not for me
These words I'd never tell
They're killing me inside
Things I need to say
As hard as I try
They'll never leave my head
Eyes watch but don't see
Ears hear but don't listen
I'm burning, but I don't feel pain
I'm d r i f t i n g , d i s t a n c e
Am I still me?
Secrets
My drug, my poison, my antidote, my pleasure, my foe
My life.
Alone .
Listen .
Dream Selfy-Poem Submission by xxTwoBillionSecrets, literature
Literature
Dream Selfy-Poem Submission
Link: http://dreamself.me/d/fF87
Character Name: Mitsuko Souma
Origin of Character: Battle Royale (Anime, manga, novel)
Red Rum.
Her injured prey darted out into the cool mist of the morning air
Mitsuko snarled.
Letting go of the trigger, she sprinted out the door of the abandoned house
Envisioning a plan, she cornered the game.
She advanced towards the girl, positioning the weapon for a painful death
Feeling no sympathy, she lunged for the kill.
The blade slicing into skin.
Scream..... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Silence.
She went cold.
Mitsuko pulled the sickle out of Megumi's gut.
There was a
You're sitting there wishing it'll go away
The darkness you've been crawling through for so long
But the moral of this story is
Boys make girls cry, girls make boys cry
Fuck the crying, and keep your head held high
Pulling the trigger, cutting a little deeper
You want to start over
But you'll never start over
So the best we can do for now is to push away the pain
And keep your head held high
That's just how we all get by
He's just another scene of a movie that you'll see another hundred times
You've bled enough to last a lifetime, its time to drop the knife and pick up a pen
Write the story you'll live by one day, but baby we all
Scream it out loud by xxTwoBillionSecrets, literature
Literature
Scream it out loud
Hi, my name is Kirsten
I am a fighter, a dreamer, a warrior, a believer
I pray, I hope, I wish, I imagine, I desire, I design
I'm passionate, obsessive, sensitive, caring, delicate
I'm confusing, deep, understanding, and stubborn
I'll stand my ground but I'll fall for anything
The truth is my weakness
But oh, how I love it
The day I stop letting the mirror judge who I am
Is the day I'll learn to fly
&baby, I can feel my wings growing stronger
My name is Kirsten
I am me and I'll never change :)
So ask yourself,
under everything you do to fit in
who are you really?
Whoever you are;
I think the real you is beautiful
Dear daddy,
How long has it been since I last heard the sound of your voice?
Children around me are losing their family. Theyre broken, almost forgotten
The happiness theyve had at some point in their life, torn to shreds
"You're luckier than me, your parents divorced when you were young", I heard her say.
"But friend, you knew how it felt. I never will. To have a family. To be whole."
Talk is cheap; so why is it so hard for us to speak?
A phonecall on my birthday might have been nice. An email just didnt feel right
I turned seven daddy, I turned ten daddy, I turned eighteen daddy. Why is it all I get every year is a "happy birthda
I am afraid
Afraid to look into your eyes
To see the sadness
To see the pain
I can feel it
The darkness of your aura, your soul
No longer happy
No longer whole
Such a sweet shell
Who could I fool?
It's all an act
How could I prove it's no longer blood, which courses through my heart
Trailing through my veins; something colder
Something not human, but of a monster
Searching, seeking for which was never lost
The only one to blame is the demon I've become
I could never hate you
I could only truly hate-
me.
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves.. on the ground
With every step, every crunch, i could hear, you came near
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves.. make it stop, shake the fear
Pulled my hair
Tied my feet
Chained my hands
Had I screamed?
Pushed me down
Slugged my skull
Grabbed my neck
Slit my throat
You stole my life
It wasnt time
For me to leave
I'd been just fine
You didn't care to close my eyes
I could watch, but couldnt see
Besides the pain I felt hate..
In that town I disappeared
chipped face
darkened eyes
sewn limbs
same routine
the thousandth time
clear your mind
spinspinspin
one last song
one two three
i'll show you how graceful dying can be
no more dancing tonight
goes around comes around by xxTwoBillionSecrets, literature
Literature
goes around comes around
this is no longer an art
rather a way to show our pain
but is there really a way?
Misery.
Cave.
Darkness.
take it away.
but not yet;
its here to stay.
to haunt me
every
last
inch
of me
beautifully tragic heart
so scratched; so scathed
shouldnt my wrist match?
stare at the blade
amazing how it gleams in the moonlight
wouldnt it be pretty
bathing in red?
i can feel myself perishing
dust.
nothing more than i deserve
i can feel
you.
the dagger went down pretty deep, huh?
i would give anything to go back
Put away the gun
Youve got too much to lose.
Please
Dont
Not for me
These words I'd never tell
They're killing me inside
Things I need to say
As hard as I try
They'll never leave my head
Eyes watch but don't see
Ears hear but don't listen
I'm burning, but I don't feel pain
I'm d r i f t i n g , d i s t a n c e
Am I still me?
Secrets
My drug, my poison, my antidote, my pleasure, my foe
My life.
Alone .
Listen .
They're wrong,
with their deprecating words.
I hate it when they talk,
when they tell me it's all in vain.
When they tell me,
"He's only going to break your heart."
I hate listening.
Their reasoning makes sense,
but it hurts to think.
I just want to cry.
I just want to feel you near my heart.
I just want to scream in defiance,
and break free from these chains that hold me down.
I want to be near you,
not a thousand miles away.
I need to hear your voice,
hushed in my ear,
whispering sweet nothings.
I can't bear to have to doubt you,
but it's hard not to when everyone's against us.
I need you.
If my future is without you,
She's lonely again,
Crying into her pillow because her heart aches.
She misses him dearly,
As if her heart's just not there without him.
He might not know it,
When he doesn't respond.
She feels alone,
The silence slowly suffocating her.
No matter what she does,
Nothing gets him off her mind.
No matter what happens,
He haunts her every single thought.
She doesn't feel loved,
She feels dejected.
No matter how many heart aching songs she listens to,
Nothing seems to lessen the pain.
She misses her love.
Dear Daddy,
Here is where I will write the words that I don't have the courage to say aloud.
I want you to know that I love you, and I always will, because you're my beloved Daddy.
I want you to know that no matter how many times I might say 'I hate you!' because I'm being ungrateful, it's never true.
I want you to know that every time I make you sad and hurt you, that I cry into my pillow and weep the tears I can't bear to let out in front of you.
I want you to know that even though you get mad at me or feel disappointed by me, that I know you only would if you love me.
I want you to know that every time I cry because we've yelled at e
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