SchizoFranic

Her nails are chipped, unkempt, and partially black. It goes with her mind, that smiles an act. The music’s so loud, she can’t hear the world. Just like no one has heard this broken girl. Her eyes are sunk, her skin feels too tight She wonders if this will be her last night. With fading lines and new ones to appear. It would seem as though she’s beyond repair. She sits in the dark, screen light as her sun. Her mind turned off, words a mere hum. The clock say two, sleep is misplaced. Circles will be dark, clear on her face. Just another night, spent in her room. Just another time span, spend in her gloom.

Fire and water, earth and air Beware beware beware! May your kin be saved From the great beast of grave Death! Death is his name And killing is his game He care not you young or old Poor as dirt or rich as gold He shall find your rest Break you down at your best No you cannot run He shall shoot you with his gun Nor can you try to hide He will find you with a hellhound at his side He shall hunt you down Send you strait to the ground He shall curse you to hell Laugh at you as you fell That dark angel will kill you He shall see it through This may seem unreal All I say is, see you at your funeral

You were supposed to be here. I can't imagine my future without you. I wanted you there when I went to high school. I was expecting you to bail me out of a party, that went wrong for whatever reason. I was going to see you at my graduation. And you would help set me off to college. You would be there for my heartbreaks. And congratulate me when I got married. You would walk me down the isle. Even if you aren't my father. You would see my kids. And give them what you gave me. Never-ending love. But now your gone. And those things won't happen. And I keep wondering. How will I go on? There's a missing piece in all my plans. T

I was there when the rainbow exploded. I saw the trees get covered in green. And the sky was slapped with blue. I watched my black and white world, Turn into something brilliant. I was splattered with a color bomb. Turning my skin a creamy peach. My hair was soaked in a gold color. Some green squirted into my eyes. And red washed softly onto my cheeks. I was late to the rainbow exploding. When I arrived, the animals changed. I saw birds of many colors. Blues, yellows, reds, and greens. I saw the wild animals try to flee. Some were left black and brown. Then some leftover colors hit me. My skin turned a dark mocha color. My h

Creature It's not a fog, a mist, or even a haze. It's a creature, It stalks your mind. And make you feel Like none of it matters. It point out your faults. And you listen. And because you believe it. You start thinking. At first it starts out small. And you ignore it. Then the creature grows. And he refuses to be pushed. At the sidelines no longer. He is now controlling the game. You have your moods. And they appear more often. Then you do things. Things you know are wrong. But feel the need to tdo them. And it may get even worse. It strangles your mind tighter. And tighter, and tighter still. Into a pit of despair. W