I lie and bleed and hope
To cope with all I am,
I think I can begin to start.
No, my heart, it heals not,
Its not forgot what time cant heal
and time cant feel, Ha.
To feel the pain of loss,
Of gain, of things past
and of coming last within
the strive to belong to her,
Good sir, you question me!
I, who see what life has gave,
Me, a slave, to others whims
And quims, to help others to feel
what should be real for me.
Have I not earned a right to sight,
To see my path along this hell, in which
Love is a rumour, thats not mine to recieve,
But to cleave so blind through promises
And broken ones to get the end of my life,
I sta
She knelt at the filthy, dirt encrusting alter, silent tears running down her face. Her clothes were poor and torn, and she had the look of a starved woman about her. Her hair was caked over in filth and grime, so that it barely stood out next to the alter. There was but one redeeming feature of her though. Her face flowed with an eerie beauty, her pale skin shining in the one ray of light breaking through the crack in the aging wall. Her eyes were a deep blue, and though reddened, and still streaming tears, showed an age of knowledegde and wisdom. Her lips were a soft, innocent pink, though slightly chaffed, and her cheeks were flushed from
The little things that someone does make life worth living, and life worth loving.
Having someone, who when you squeeze their hand, squeezes back tighter.
Someone who can face their fears for you, in a new place, and do a brave thing.
When someone can make a cruelly brief visit, last for a thousand eternities.
Someone who you love, from your first walk, and who loves you by your last one.
Conveniently and romantically having fireworks go off whenever we kiss.
Thinking you could break my back, when both of us know that I would never let go.
Giving your sensible side a kiss on the cheek, and then letting it wander off.
Turning anywhere
I can't take this anymore,
In this house, her word is law.
She'll shout and scream and swear some more,
And hurl my face into the floor.
I'll run upstairs to cry somemore,
I sicken her down to the core.
Im sorry Mommy for what I done,
Please Mommy no, don't point the gun.
It's my fault for crying, I shouldn't have done,
I can feed myself, it will be fun.
When you come back it will be done,
I know I've been a nasty son.
Don't hug me Mommy, that's not for you,
I'm three years old now, so hardly new.
Dont hit me Mommy, they were for you,
I'm sorry that you dont like blue.
I know it's unfair on Mark and you,
I should've died with
How can one life have some many corners,
Yet none of them be the right way.
Should I ever give in to my craving,
Hurt others to do as I may.
Can I turn off to all of their needs,
That's just something I cannot do.
But It selfishly gives me more time,
Time to get closer to you.
Is it fair to love more than one person,
Or am I just masking what's right.
If there's just no love there for me,
Can I not try just to fight.
Should I always just try to help out,
Though I always get it wrong.
If my lifes so full of of questions,
Do I even belong.
When I call, who answers? No-one
When I fall, who picks me up? No-one
When I weep, who offers a shoulder? No-one
When I sleep, who prays for me? No-one
When I am weak, who stands by me? No-one
When I seek, who aids my search? No-one
When I care, who cares back? No-one
When I dare, who heeds the call? No-one
When I say, who backs me up? No-one
When I stay? who stays with me? No-one
When I wake, who is there? No-one
When I ache, who kisses it better? No-one
When I need, who steps foward? No-one
When I bleed, who binds my wounds? No-one
Who am I? No-one
How can it be that you would die for a girl
But you would also die without her?
How could it ruin your life to not be with her right now
But ruin it to rush to her like a fool?
How can I finally have found love
But not even be able to see it?
How can I be together forever with you
But not miss everything else?
How can I tell you how much I love you
but never with the sound of my voice?
How could I convice you to never lose hope in me
But see everyone around me do so?
How could I ever deserve love like yours
But still be me?
How could I stress so much that I never want to leave you
But still have it sound like I´m trying to find
The Official Biography of Duet by Duet-the-Shadowseer, literature
Literature
The Official Biography of Duet
*Given Name: I barely ever reveal my real name, not even to those I am about to kill.
*Nickname(s): *sigh* If you really have to call me something, make it Duet.
*Appearance: I am as you see before you. I stand roughly six foot two in height; broad shouldered and well built, as any self-respecting Vampire would be. My skin is as pale as one would expect from someone who does not enjoy the… finer sides of the sun. I weigh about as much as a normal man, in fact you would not tell me apart, except for the two elongated eye teeth that adorn my face. Ahh my face, truly my greatest feature, no? Such perfection. My dazzling blue eyes that are a sh
My Angel Without Wings by Duet-the-Shadowseer, literature
Literature
My Angel Without Wings
I ripped my angels wings clean off, I cast her out, and threw her down.
I emptied my life of all that was good, I chewed it up, and spat it out.
I couldn't see past her love and her care, I shrugged it off, and thought of myself.
I blamed us both though the error was mine, I screwed it up, and ruined two souls.
I curse myself and hate my mind, I heard my heart, but shut it out.
I hurt the person I love the most, I hurt her more, as I struggle to leave.
I wish to go back but know I cannot, I made my bed, and now I must lay.
I tore the goodness from the world, I see only dark, and hear only screams.
I want her to be happy now, I want he