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The Way Romance Should Be
21:22 Oct 12 2009
Times Read: 608
The Way Romance Should Be
© All songs/lyrics/poems copyrighted by Ashley Marie Filth™.
Stealing them will result in strange occurrences and nasty messages, and a spot on the wall of Eternity Shamed.
Most girls want candies, and flowers nice and sweet
But I rather die, and smell old zombie feet
Most girls laugh and giggle, giddy and stupid they might be
But I rather be true to myself then to be silly
Words written from the heart, little naked babies with wings
Those are just not me...Not my type of things.
Bite marks, poisoned arrows, and flesh torn from bone
Those are the type of things that make me feel at home.
Romance movies make me vomit, I rather see the gore
At least, while you hide behind me, I won't feel like
a 1960's pimped out whore. What a damn shame?
No, I rather be frightened, then so fucking bored.
I hate to be lovey in public, for that's just not the place
If you try to hold me, I will most likely punch you in the face
Bat wings on my bra, and black upon my lips
If you put another one of your god damn hands
On my god damn hips, I fucking swear I will....
Spray you with arsenic flavored mace.
To a little girl, lonely as can be.
Well, fuck you, you idiot, I'm fine being me.
I don't need your petty romance, your
Beating heart upon your sleeve.
All I need is blood, sex, violence...a little scream.
And I know, that's just not sweet, a little girl like me
Should be made of sugar and spice...But I'm not. you see
I'm made of poisonous hatred and things not so nice.
So if I say I prefer hate instead of love, take it to heart
For, the next time you try to cuddle me like your sweet
little teddy bear...I will rip your chest apart.
This is the way romance should be.
Crazy, insane, selfless, and free.
Not stupid, annoying, and pain, glitter and glee.
©Copyright Ashley Marie Filth™
Like I am Dieing (The heart shattering song)
21:19 Oct 12 2009
Times Read: 611
Like I am Dieing (The heart shattering song)
© All songs/lyrics/poems copyrighted by Ashley Marie Filth™.
Stealing them will result in strange occurrences and nasty messages, and a spot on the wall of Eternity Shamed.
Hey you, sitting over there
The white-skinned beauty
Made up with bruises from her eyes
to her knees....
Singing words that are meaningless
And writing beautiful words of
her own despair...All at the expense
Of a life so unfair.
May a crow sit on your window sill.
May your last heart beat make you still
As eternal rest does you so well.
I hear death can be pleasant, almost swell.
Don't say a word, pretty lips of blood red
Don't say a damn word, little girl of mischievous dread
I know you are feeling a little....different.
But that's what death can do to you!
I feel like I'm dieing, the wound is bleeding now
I feel like it's almost over, yet I feel alive somehow
I feel like.. (ah-ah-ah!) I feel like I am.....(ah!-ah!-AH)
I feel like I am dieing, and it feels quite well.
Hey you, pretty darling with your
Hair gold as the sun with glints of
Blood sooo dark and red.
Sing words meant for the deaf, broken
and the damned, what a shame
That soon you'll sing your own eulogy.
What a shame, a shame, so lame
May a crow fly over your head
May your last heart beat be in your own bed
As eternal rest does you so well.
I hear death can be pleasant, almost swell.
Don't say a word, pretty lips of blood red
Don't say a damn word, little girl of mischievous dread
I know you are feeling a little....different.
But that's what death can do to you!
I feel like I'm dieing, the wound is bleeding now
I feel like it's almost over, yet I feel alive somehow
I feel like.. (ah-ah-ah!) I feel like I am.....(ah!-ah!-AH)
I feel like I am dieing, and it feels quite well.
© Copyright Ashley Marie Filth™
A Vampire Paparazzi
21:13 Oct 12 2009
Times Read: 619
A Vampire Paparazzi
© All songs/lyrics/poems copyrighted by Ashley Marie Filth™.
Stealing them will result in strange occurrences and nasty messages, and a spot on the wall of Eternity Shamed.
A wisp, in the night as a whisper ignites
The flames of passion Burning so slight
I forgot the very reason why I hated you
I let go of all my walls, and watched them fall
I wish, that just once I could forget
The way you smell, when you bleed
I wish, that just once I could remember
Exactly why I hated the taste so much
Like loosing your wings in mid flight
I gave up so much, just to loose the fight
I dreaded this feeling, yet it held on so tight
I wish I, wish I wish....that you were a
nightmare....Something so cool
and full of despair.
But as I open my eyes, there you are
Wild and free, and so dreadfully aware
Of the beating of my own heart, so unfair
The things that you do to me....
Like a vampire paparazzi, it just doesn't make
sense; Let the lens flare, snap a shot, who cares
You'll find nothing but an empty photo frame
A soul already lost, put to complete disdain
A dream, so real, I'm well aware
It's fake, I must open my eyes, beware
The torture is coming, I know that it's near
But it's hard to let go, when haunted by your fear
Too lost to let go, but no hand will come near
I wish, that just once I could forget
The way you smell, when you bleed
I wish, that just once I could remember
Exactly why I hated the taste so much
Like laying alone in a bed made for two
There's no me without the sensation of you
All my tears were spilled to rain a pain of deluge
A flood like the blood as it ran into the ground,
a new Flower will bloom, red as the day we
were all doomed
But as I open my eyes, there you are
Wild and free, and so dreadfully aware
Of the beating of my own heart, so unfair
The things that you do to me....
Like a vampire paparazzi, it just doesn't make
sense; Let the lens flare, snap a shot, who cares
You'll find nothing but an empty photo frame
A soul already lost, put to complete disdain
© copyrighted by Ashley Marie Filth™.
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