Tell me,
Would you lie to me?
As the same,
Would you believe in me?
Take my words,
Then try to be understanding,
Instead,
Would you take my thoughts,
And make them into something their not?
Tell me,
Would you lie to me?
Putting gifts under the Christmas tree,
Tell me,
Would you die for me?
Take the bullet in the chest,
Can you make me believe,
Open-minded,
Unlike the rest,
Taking paths of the uncharted,
For you know,
I’m open-hearted,
You see my eyes,
Before they cried,
You watched my steps,
Even when I would trip and fall,
Would you catch me,
Through it all?
Tell me,
Would you lie to me?
(Written by Hillary Hill)
The death of the night sleeps in,
Taking this feeling in,
Breathe in, breathe out….
Your heart is slowing,
Take your time,
Breathe in, Breathe out….
Close your eyes tightly,
The voices will end soon,
Breathe in, breathe out…
The nights air is rushing now,
The moons glare is turning rare,
Breathe in, breathe out…
The flashes of the demons,
Fangs gleaming, breathe.
You fall backwards and yell,
Feel like your going through a spell,
The darkness swirling through your head,
Making you feel so cold, breathe.
Your heart beat suddenly feels faint as the wind outside your mind,
Flames move around your body,
A pounding is now in your ears, breathe.
The sound grows louder,
Facing your fears,
As the worse thing in your mind takes form a few feet away from you, breathe.
The pounding is now drowning your air,
As the steps grow near,
Breathe in…
Breathe out…
You begin to shake as you see its face in your eyes,
You fight back your tears,
Breathe in…
A terrible grin appeared on its mouth,
Breathe out…
It was then your mind will doubt,
Breathe in…
As if you were only looking in the mirror,
Breathe out…
The figure then flashes in your mind,
As it does you breathe in,
The fear calmly sinks away,
As you quickly breathe out.
(Writen by Hillary Hill.)
Its something I can not face down,
Haunting me every moment of the day,
Hearing a small beat within my mind,
My heart encouraging me to go on,
Close the feeling up,
Bursting in to the tears I’ve always choked back,
Threatening them to never fall,
Hush,
Your going to be strong,
You have many things,
But only losing a few is one big pain,
Fight it back,
It’s nothing,
Your mind shall wonder to this day,
But you will never lose your way,
If you did,
It’s the lighted path,
May be hard to hold it back,
Close your eyes and keeping going,
Nothing is going to stop you,
You biggest moment will have to wait,
For now you must leave this state,
This pain your feeling will never last,
Before long it will be nothing,
But something in the past.
(By Hillary Hill)
Blood dripping from the velvet pedals of the death rose,
My mind keeps losing control,
Lost in soul,
Lost your soul to the demon red eyes of his pointed fangs,
They glimmered within the naked moonlight of the breathless skies,
Take my life one bite at a time,
His touch brought your thoughts back to earth,
What are you thinking as your heart beat slows,
Close your eyes,
Lose your mind,
His words seem to make you die as your heart sank low,
Take one more life,
Take this lifeless soul,
Her life is no more,
As her body grew limp,
He smiled a bit,
Her name wasn’t known by many,
Only her voice of screams when no one came.
The death of the soul soulless witch,
Black pedals fell as they went their separate ways,
She opened her eyes to a empty night,
Lost and confused as she stared at the moon,
Was it only what it seemed,
If only a dream.
(By Hillary Hill)
When I sat down I seemed to find out everything was different,
My eyes began to change,
Everything is fading away,
I close my eyes hoping and praying its all just a lie,
I keep thinking hope would be found,
But one day the note was there,
Telling these lies I hoped to believe,
Was all just the things I would never see,
My weakness will hide,
I would not tell,
The reason I’m so slow is because I have failed,
Failed to see everything,
Its not my fualt,
It was never spose to be like this,
As I stretch the things on my memories,
I have to look hard,
Its nothing I can see…
Beautiful things will be nothing to me,
If you call one thing ugly,
At all you can see,
Your blind as a bat,
You feelings wont act,
Its just one big memory,
Of all the things I could see…
Fading and changing,
Oh…how could this be,
I have so many things,
That I will dream,
But now it may all just be a memory,
A memory,
A simple word,
The things that are an easy world,
Looking around to see blurred faces,
I close my eyes…
Cause…I must face this…
(Written by, Hillary Hill)
COMMENTS
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littleimp
06:22 Jul 06 2009
way cool