DeathBeNotProud17

Time "Time.  It's the one thing we perceive as a blessing and a curse.  For me, time is a curse.  It's just another disease we're all susceptible to.  Nothing but a plague to ravage us...physically, mentally, and emotionally." A couple of years ago, I was introduced to a young kid about fourteen, named Tommy, who had problems breathing.  He seemed to be the laid back type, but always alert of his surroundings.  He was short, and had sandy blonde hair.  Tommy always seemed to have that sparkle in his bluish green eyes like he knew something you didn't. "Time.  That's all it is, Tommy." As I was being introduced to Tommy, I noticed that sp

When I go to sleep, I dream without cares, but to have them say no, shadows begin to creep, and throw me into the nightmares. Its hard to go with the flow. I wake up in a chalk fantasy, and go to sleep in reverse ectasy. I sweat cold, just kill me now, because I hate myself. This feeling is so old, I'm away from the crowd, because I hate myself. Just kill me, kill me now, because I'll wake up, in a chalk fantasy, and go to sleep, in a reverse ectasy. I sweat cold, so just kill me, kill me now... Just kill me, kill me now...

I'm falling through the cracks, and you were never there to guide me through. With every single smack, and no time to spare but punish this fool. Every solo rebellion, personal vendetta, showed my soul. Pure, innocence blackened. We were never together... My cracks are slowly becoming folds, One by one... together, we fall apart, we rise One by one... But together, we fall... this kills us all... Getting slammed into the wall, Like I said, this kills us all. Together....... we fall. Every solo rebellion, personal vendetta, showed my soul. Pure, innocence blackened. We were never together... My cracks are slowly be