Where Does it start? by MeltingWaterMelons, literature
Literature
Where Does it start?
This is the memory of you,
Words are no longer the same,
Unless spoken from the lips of shame,
Haven't we taken your innocence away?
That pretty pretty face when tears drip down,
This is the disaster,
When he wasn't alive,
He can feel those souls,
He can feel those eyes,
When is anything real?
She feels nothing at all,
When she tears your heart apart,
Where is the start? Where is the start?
Aren't we all obedient little girls and boys?
Taking misshapen hearts and putting them together,
Placing lipstick on those little napkins,
Toys to play with the world,
We love it, We can't stop.
This is the disaster,
When he wasn't alive,
He c
Untouched by the chase. by MeltingWaterMelons, literature
Literature
Untouched by the chase.
It’s just silence, makes me bitter.
I can hear the whispers of a voice,
Just sends shivers down my skin,
I feel the touch of a lover but no one is there,
When I cry for something I’m left with no relief,
I ache for something I can never have,
A person who haunts my dreams and my nightmares,
I see You outside my house and i know that you want to come back,
I know you want to make this right,
Every time i see you in this town you turn away,
Am I crazy? I know your there.
Stop hiding, or show yourself.
Either have courage or be fearful of what I might see.
I can feel you like every breath I take is with you,
No person has ever been
If this is love, I lost my chance. by MeltingWaterMelons, literature
Literature
If this is love, I lost my chance.
I’m not ashamed of you,
If anything I want to fight for you,
Once you told me its like all the feeling came back running into my brain,
I wasn’t ready.
Never was there a word I repeated because I didn’t think you felt the same,
I've been waiting longer for every chance to become what I wanted,
Inducing this feeling of regret that I could have used the time I had,
Why did I waste the chance?
You could be right there and I never said a word.
Just kiss me like I remember in my dreams,
When only the music would tell me to wake up,
Every song that would say we belong together,
Soul mates isn’t something you get everyday,
J
Dark Alice.
My name has a certain story,
A wonder that cannot be retold,
But you may be right about me,
I am without sincerity,
Or I'm just very certain of my insanity,
You can guess where it all began,
I don't need to tell you all my secrets,
But the Queen might cut them from me,
If she does,
I'll just laugh like I'm choking on blood.
You may see an innocent girl,
I see the fragile denial,
Which is why you believe everything I say,
Mister please don't try to trick me,
I would forget to be so nice,
And my knife may find a place in your heart,
Then the cards would reveal this mystery,
But where would we be if I wasn't a littl
Asylum Of Fear.
I keep facing a closed door,
My eyes locked on the handle,
Waiting for the lock to waver,
And I can start to see the door shake against the weight,
My fingers touch the solid wood that feels almost too real,
I hear footsteps echo like thunder,
I tried to back away but am held there with an uncertainty I don't care to question,
A deep breath warns me of the feeling crying out in my mind,
My body freezes as I hear a sound coming closer,
I'm waiting,
He mocks me by fiddling with the doorknob,
Even though it's locked,
I think to myself he can't get in,
I am safe,
But the pounding starts as the door begins to falter
Out with Melodies Of Truelove. by MeltingWaterMelons, literature
Literature
Out with Melodies Of Truelove.
Out with Melodies Of True Love.
My heart left abandoned on the floor,
Bonded to stringing on razorblades,
I sit next to it watching the wall,
Eyes like jailed poison,
Waiting to fall into the wreckage of my life,
To have been contained in you so long,
My only addiction,
Convicted again to life by myself.
Tired of letting go being tied to the ground,
Simple is the fighting but awful is the sound,
You whisper in my ear names,
Of things you call girls,
I thought I moved on to something better,
But instead I got what I hadn't thought I had deserved,
But it's to hard to fight this,
Submission seems a gift for the restless,
Drummi
Send Me Away.
Present.
Jailed like a lost bird,
On a crucified lead platform,
A woman stands inside the fire,
Her eyes watching the people in anger,
Her memories overcoming the shouting,
Skin barely covered by a torn dress,
A sharp knife cutting too close to life,
She watches these people,
They scream at her,
And all that goes though her mind,
Is that maybe life isn't meant to be pleasant,
To a prisoner.
Future.
A young boy cries inside of the crowd,
As his mother falls lifeless to the ground,
His name bound on her lips,
The people laugh and cheer that she's dead,
He wipes away useless tears,
And looks at all the people,
Defeated.
Focusing my few senses,
Away from the small aches and pains in my body,
My control an iron cage on my mind,
Tired of trying not to scream,
My eyes too weary for tears,
I came to find me in this hell,
Watch me never feel alive,
Tell me why you're angry with me?
I must have broken down to many times with you around,
You are tired of me,
Sick of my failure,
I'm facing down your wrath,
And all you do is start yelling at me,
Can't you see I'm not lying anymore?
I miss you're laughter in the morning,
Please tell me what I'm doing wrong?
I just hold my anger in,
But the truth is I'm so tired of you,
Being mad at me for e
Where Does it start? by MeltingWaterMelons, literature
Literature
Where Does it start?
This is the memory of you,
Words are no longer the same,
Unless spoken from the lips of shame,
Haven't we taken your innocence away?
That pretty pretty face when tears drip down,
This is the disaster,
When he wasn't alive,
He can feel those souls,
He can feel those eyes,
When is anything real?
She feels nothing at all,
When she tears your heart apart,
Where is the start? Where is the start?
Aren't we all obedient little girls and boys?
Taking misshapen hearts and putting them together,
Placing lipstick on those little napkins,
Toys to play with the world,
We love it, We can't stop.
This is the disaster,
When he wasn't alive,
He c
Untouched by the chase. by MeltingWaterMelons, literature
Literature
Untouched by the chase.
It’s just silence, makes me bitter.
I can hear the whispers of a voice,
Just sends shivers down my skin,
I feel the touch of a lover but no one is there,
When I cry for something I’m left with no relief,
I ache for something I can never have,
A person who haunts my dreams and my nightmares,
I see You outside my house and i know that you want to come back,
I know you want to make this right,
Every time i see you in this town you turn away,
Am I crazy? I know your there.
Stop hiding, or show yourself.
Either have courage or be fearful of what I might see.
I can feel you like every breath I take is with you,
No person has ever been
If this is love, I lost my chance. by MeltingWaterMelons, literature
Literature
If this is love, I lost my chance.
I’m not ashamed of you,
If anything I want to fight for you,
Once you told me its like all the feeling came back running into my brain,
I wasn’t ready.
Never was there a word I repeated because I didn’t think you felt the same,
I've been waiting longer for every chance to become what I wanted,
Inducing this feeling of regret that I could have used the time I had,
Why did I waste the chance?
You could be right there and I never said a word.
Just kiss me like I remember in my dreams,
When only the music would tell me to wake up,
Every song that would say we belong together,
Soul mates isn’t something you get everyday,
J
Dark Alice.
My name has a certain story,
A wonder that cannot be retold,
But you may be right about me,
I am without sincerity,
Or I'm just very certain of my insanity,
You can guess where it all began,
I don't need to tell you all my secrets,
But the Queen might cut them from me,
If she does,
I'll just laugh like I'm choking on blood.
You may see an innocent girl,
I see the fragile denial,
Which is why you believe everything I say,
Mister please don't try to trick me,
I would forget to be so nice,
And my knife may find a place in your heart,
Then the cards would reveal this mystery,
But where would we be if I wasn't a littl
Asylum Of Fear.
I keep facing a closed door,
My eyes locked on the handle,
Waiting for the lock to waver,
And I can start to see the door shake against the weight,
My fingers touch the solid wood that feels almost too real,
I hear footsteps echo like thunder,
I tried to back away but am held there with an uncertainty I don't care to question,
A deep breath warns me of the feeling crying out in my mind,
My body freezes as I hear a sound coming closer,
I'm waiting,
He mocks me by fiddling with the doorknob,
Even though it's locked,
I think to myself he can't get in,
I am safe,
But the pounding starts as the door begins to falter
Out with Melodies Of Truelove. by MeltingWaterMelons, literature
Literature
Out with Melodies Of Truelove.
Out with Melodies Of True Love.
My heart left abandoned on the floor,
Bonded to stringing on razorblades,
I sit next to it watching the wall,
Eyes like jailed poison,
Waiting to fall into the wreckage of my life,
To have been contained in you so long,
My only addiction,
Convicted again to life by myself.
Tired of letting go being tied to the ground,
Simple is the fighting but awful is the sound,
You whisper in my ear names,
Of things you call girls,
I thought I moved on to something better,
But instead I got what I hadn't thought I had deserved,
But it's to hard to fight this,
Submission seems a gift for the restless,
Drummi
So I'm back I don't know if many of you even remember me and I've been gone for almost 5 years off this site but I never stopped writing so if you all ever wondered what happened. I'll be posting more poems and art when I get around to it.