torn between life and death
waiting for it to end
morbid poems
and wishes
fill my empty room
wishing of sweet silence
like the sweet solace of
an aconikroom
pure silence
and raw emotion
fill my thoughts
and piece of paper
i wonder how my pencil can process
my thoughts on this sheet of paper
i sit and stare in thought and confusion
at my life that i left behind
to try to hide it all way only to
return to me on paper
if i don't let them out
they overflow inside
my mind and take control
over my life
so i let them out and let you see
things none knows
a different side of me
so i hope you enjoy
my theater of the real
were you act out
what you can not feel
would you like something to drink?
perhaps black tears
of dead warriors ?
the shows about to start
so please stay near
watch in horror and amazement
at my morbid works of art
enjoy the show sit back, relax
at my theater of the real
enjoy my life and its troubles
enjoy the laughter i never had
release all your pain and anger
into this tiny stage and stand
so take the seat others will arrive
to join us on our magical ride
to my wondrous pathetic life
at my theater of the real
(those of you who have no clue what an aconikroom is PM me becuase you wouldnt belive this room its crazy (literally) )
Originally posted by heavenablaze666
you whispers bring
pleasant shivers
down my spine
and i feel like i could
drown in your eyes
slipping into and inevitable
crush
i just don't seem to understand
three days with out sleep
to busy thinking about you
wondering if this is more then another crush
but i don't seem to find an answer
watching you steady movements
making sure i remember
you smell the way angels smell
a heavens breeze, a clouds kiss
i watch you from a distance but
still feel very close
my knees feel weak, heavy breathing
ever time you come around
it hurts to know
that i cant tell you how i feel
or that you will never know
i feel to ashamed at what you might say
if i told you that i loved you(dedicated to my crush ....he'll never know how i feel and i want to keep it that way)
nice, really captures what some of us are feeling 😊
and yeah, what the hell is an aconikroom? 😛
hey elessea doesnt this song rock
cada dia pienso en ti
pienso un poco mas en ti
despedazo mi corazon
se destruye algo de mi
cada dia pienso en ti
pienso un poco mas en ti
cada vez que sale el sol
busco un algo de valor
para continuar asi
y te veo asi no te toque
rezo por ti cada noche
amanece y pienso en ti
y retumba en mis oidos
el tic-tac de los relojes
y sigo pensando en ti
y sigo pensando...
babel fish translator says this means:
every day I think about you I think a little but in you I break my heart destroys something of my every day I think about you I think a little but in you whenever it leaves the sun I look for a something of value to continue asi and I see asi you does not touch to prayer by you every night to you amanece and I think about you and resounds in the my oidos tic-tac of the clocks and I continue thinking about you and I continue thinking...
not too good translator...but you get a picture of what was said