Forget Me (Remember This Song)
Thump
Thump
Thump
The pulse
Pulse
Shakes
Shakes
The walls
Turn up
Up
The bass
Dance
Dance
With me
Don't
Don't
Look into
My eyes
I don't
Don't
Want to
Know
Know
How you
Feel
Feel
I want
Want
To forget
The words
Words
You spoke
Spoke
They blur
Blur
Inside
My mind
Thump
Thump
Thump
The pulse
Pulse
Is all
All
I know
Forget
How
How
You feel
It's gone
Gone
Over
Dance
Dance
With me
I don't
Don't
Know you
You don't
Don't
Know me
The pulse
Pulse
Drives
Drives
My insanity
Further
Further
I don't
Don't
Know me
Thump
Thump
Thump
I
There once was a young fox, part of an infamous family within its woods. They were merciless, always going after the helpless animals around them. The young red fox thought greatly of itself. One day the young red fox saw a hunter walking within the woods. "Fight me hunter. I'll kill you and bring you back to my family." The young fox said to the tall man. The man chuckled, "Or perhaps I will take you to MY family." He threw a net over the young fox with ease and slung him over his back. The young fox started to panic. "Help me family!" it cried, but the other red foxes, who saw this happen just ran away, too concerned with their o
My palms lay flat against the splintered blackened door. They sting me sharply as velvet red seeps from underneath them, shining brightly as it trails down the dark wood. My knees dig into the jagged, gray gravel that cuts into the wounds I have no memory of taking. I do not blink. I do not breathe at the barrier I face. Everything is too clear, too obvious. No emotions take over me, none at all. A deep cut runs across my right check, and I feel a single drop of blood burn as it taunts me. Slipping down my face like a mock tear. It teases me, taking time and dribbling down my neck, staining my once white shirt, now ripped, and dark with pain
The same empty, fallen, pale face blinks at me
The girls' faded green eyes are so hurt
So far away
But you would never guess from first glance
Or second
She has thin eyebrows that make no distinction
Her cheeks are thin but not structured
Her lips are a soft, untouched, pink
Her long hair a disobedient wave of deep brown
Deep enough to be dark black
Dark like the shadows under her eyes
That never seem to leave
This girl's beauty is haunted
Taking away from it
Leaving her looking washed out
Like a battered photograph
I turn away harshly from her
This stranger
Who's been living in my mirror
I push my hair to one side
It fal
(You Attention Whores)
Self-Pity
It's pathetic
You're so open
So telling
Why are your problems
such star kissed gossip?
Why are you telling me
these things i know too well?
You don't know me
No, not at all
You never have
You never will
See, I'm all secrets
I'm fake
All image
But so are you
So is that wrong?
I know these problems
are brand new to you
And you don't really realize
everything you have
But these issues are old friends to me
I hold them close like enemies
I know them all too well
You're a desperate cry
You want sympathy
the things you tell me
are all emphasized
not really there
I have worse
I have so
Wounds cover my heart
Scars cover her wrists
I'll draw into my words
But she'll let herself bleed
Clutching onto her broken memories
With jagged edges they pierce her thoughts
Stabbing her hopes
Watching them shatter
They all tell her to look up
They all continue to let her down
So she'll hide her tears that come
Sharing them with no one but herself
My own wounds I refuse to let heal
Taking each hit as they come
So they'll only cut deeper
I've given up on hiding behind
The common false smiles
And worn out excuses
I let myself expect the worst
Hoping it'll make things easier
The impact softer
When they all fail to help
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