HelperOfDeath

A child A mother Huddled together Watching the bodies collapse A wail A cry Fades to a sigh Silenced by the enemies traps A gasp A blare They look and stare And the listen to the bones as they snap A sob A tear To cease the fear Try only to fail and lapse A father A son Each with a gun Aimed at the enemy’s head A future A dream Made smithereens To defend themselves instead A shout A fist Strives in the mist More harmful than a bullet of lead A struggle A fight To make things right After the sky was tainted red A neighbor A friend Trying to mend The tears in their dear families A group A band Taking a stand To put an end

When your fingers trace the spine of the corner you're pressed against When you can feel your lungs, heart and emotions tense when the hot salty tears trickling on your cheek are your only defense when you can feel the slamming of your heart against your chest when the anger inside you becomes very immense when nothing around you makes even a little sense When you can feel a fist around your throat clench When you feel that every bond of friendship was mere pretense

I'm longing for tomorrow to wash my pain away but I'm stuck with this sorrow carrying it everyday I can only pray for the sunrise to bathe my teary face I'm beckoning to my demise please time pick up the pace I'm looking out the window crying my heart out in dismay listening to the crescendo of screams I hear far away as the stars whisper in the night words that I can't explain My tears I start to fight I try, but all in vain

I'd love to see the sight because of your fright: your tears dripping, heart skipping, cheeks flush, no longer plush, quivering, gibbering and your body shivering and withering in the dark. your eyes opaque, barely awake, whispering lies, and praying not to die, with your hope barely a spark. A dagger in your throat, thoughts afloat, hovering clear around head, those thoughts I read, those memories I hated, ones where I was abated. And the dreams I wish for, the memories I adore the ones where people smiled and I laughed like wild the ones where you actually used to hark a knife against your chest pressing without rest a trickl

Do you really care? when I'm gone do you miss me? do you even realize I'm not there? or do you forget me in a jiffy? Am I just a waste of air? using up meaningless space? If life away from me was teared would I leave your memories without a trace? Do I even exist in your world? Am I any form of creature? maybe in a corner I should curl and hide my hideous features I could swear that I make you gag well, at least it looks that way like you wanna toss me in a bag and simply throw me away!!

When I was just a child I used to look into your eyes I could always see the mild anger you kept inside As the hands of the clock twirled you kept treating me like a baby I grew into a big girl and I started to think that maybe You'd finally give me the rein you would finally let me take my matters into my own hands but no to you that's insane though sometimes when I ask for your aid and advice you say it's my own task but Dad a little help would be nice! We want to be a happy family I wanna reach out my arms I wanna hug you again daddy and feel the fatherly love's charms I wanna love you like a normal kid dude, is that so bad? I try t

Some people say I'm strange Some people say I'm depressed Some people say I'm in pain Others say I'm just stressed Mom says I'm asthmatic Grandma thinks I'm not well fed I think I'm too dramatic in two days I'll be dead -_-

I'm waiting to feel your berated breath as cold as steel as I come closer to death And for the stiffing of my neck and the chill up my spine the cards of the game you deck as I start to die You take over the game and I fall deeper I know you're there I know it's Grim Reaper Is it my time? can't you wait? I must pay for my crimes Alas, it's fate You clasp my hand cold as Michigan ice time to judge whether I'm made of virtue or vice I witness my days realizing they're mine I step out of my daze realizing it's finally time Time to look at my past and deduce my future I could be at peace at last or meat on a skewer I leave my body mere

“Nobody understands… nobody feels what you feel… nobody feels empathy for you… sympathy maybe, but no empathy. Who are you? You’re a nobody. Why would anyone want to hear what you have crammed in your heart? Who would want to hear you rant about your problems? Who cares? No one. Maybe even you’ve lost interest in yourself…” Those words were echoing in her ears. Her thoughts were whispering to her again. She tried to banish them out of her head, but no matter how hard she shoved they just bounced off the walls of her skull back into the center of her cranium. It was like hitting a hockey puck