

love, cliche? roses are redlove, cliche? by ~unnameable
yet so are my eyes
from the cold lonely nights
for which i have cried
see because of you
i thought i couldn't go on
but then i realized i was strong
and it didn't take long
i shot my love today
would you cry for me?
would you dare to stop and stare
as i mourn in misery?
violets are blue
yet so are my arms
for the bruises i have made
the prices i have paid
for ever trusting you
never had a clue
of what would become of thee
roses are red
violets are blue
now i see
that your love was never true...


mental maze paranoid, i lie awakemental maze by ~unnameable
fragile heart, so easy to break
vertigo, around it goes
where it leads me, i don't know
staring at your gruesome eface
running at a steady pace
hallucinations all around
wait, i thought i heard a sound
paranoia, in a daze
not a moment, not a phase
slowly staggering, down the street
cuts and bruises upon my feet
looking up to the midnight sky
holding back my muffled cries
falling deeper into teh darkness
crawling, calling, hearing my name
take a deep breath, to over come this cruel game
in a battle with myself, facing death
eyes wide open, i come out of a dream
so real, it seems
grab my black book, loc