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emo poem

19:28 Sep 18 2007
Times Read: 516


as light turns to dark

i look at my wrist

and i see my mark

the pain is great

i dont see or hear

i feel only hate

dieing slowly

i feel so lonely

i hear someone say

u fucking emo get away


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hawthorne heights

18:53 Sep 12 2007
Times Read: 520


HAWTHORNE HEIGHTS LYRICS







"Dead In The Water"







The medicine is blending in mixing the blood with oxygen



I need this right now to figure myself out



Cutting through the ribbons of self doubt



I never thought you'd see me this way



You are the worst and I am to blame







Close the door, lock it tight



Then I'll know you're safe tonight



Turn on a song that means the most



Believe I'm there and hold me close







She is in my bloodstream, tonight she's draining me



The room is filled with reds and blues



I follow as she leads into the darkness



Drying up my veins, she's a ghost, a silhouette



Calling out my name







These lies will fall into the pieces I left you



Of your favorite picture torn in two



I never thought we'd end up this way



You are the worst, I am to blame







Close the door, lock it tight



Then I'll know you're safe tonight



Turn on a song that means the most



Believe I'm there and hold me close







She is in my bloodstream, tonight she's draining me



The room is filled with reds and blues



I follow as she leads into the darkness



Drying up my veins, she's a ghost, a silhouette



Calling out my name







So close the door and lock it tight



Then I will know you're safe tonight



Turn on the song that means the most



Believe I'm there and hold me close







Close the door, lock it tight



Then I'll know you're safe tonight



Turn on a song that means the most



Believe I'm there and hold me close







She is in my bloodstream, tonight she's draining me



The room is filled with reds and blues



I follow as she leads into the darkness



Drying up my veins, she's a ghost, a silhouette



Calling out my name


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IM AN EMO KID

18:51 Sep 12 2007
Times Read: 521


HAWTHORNE HEIGHTS LYRICS







"Saying Sorry"







These colors will not change



You change the way I see them



These words will fade



when you explain why you hate them



we are the same







She keeps repeating all that she needed



She says she's right here, she seems so distant







Saying goodbye this time, the same old story



Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry







Just a few last hours, we gotta make this count



We're counting backwards



(Just a few last hours, we gotta make this count)



We're falling forwards.







She keeps repeating all that she needed



She says she's right here, she seems so distant







Saying goodbye this time, the same old story



Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry







Saying goodbye this time, the same old story



Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry







Saying sorry we're falling apart



wish we knew this from the start



Saying goodbye's the hardest part



Wish we knew this from the start







Saying goodbye this time, the same old story



Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry







Saying goodbye this time, the same old story



Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry







Saying goodbye this time, this time



Seeing you cry, makes me feel like saying sorry


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IM AN EMO KID

18:46 Sep 12 2007
Times Read: 522


Dear Diary,

Mood- apathetic



My life is spiraling downwards

I couldn't get enough money to go to the blood red romance

and suffocate me dry concert

that sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs

like stab my heart because I love you,

and rip apart my soul,

and of course stabbity rip stab, stab.

And it doesnt help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either

like that guy from that band can do.

Somedays...



I'm an emo kid

non-conforming as can be

you'd be non-conforming to if you looked just like me

I have paint on my nails and make up on my face

I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs

'cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag

I call it freedom of expression

most just call me a fag

'cause our dudes look like chicks

and our chicks look like dykes

'cause emo is one step below transvestite



Stop my breathing and slit my throat,

I must be emo

I don't jump around when I go to shows,

I must be emo

I'm dark and sensitive with low self-esteem

the way I dress makes everyday feel like Halloween

I have no real problems but I like to make believe

I stole my sisters mascara and now I'm grounded for a week

Sulking, and writing poetry are my hobbies

I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing

Girls keep breaking up with me

it's never any fun

they say they already have a pussy-

they don't need another one



Stop my breathing and slit my throat,

I must be emo

I don't jump around when I go to shows,

I must be emo

Dye in my hair and polish on my toes,

I must be emo

I play guitar and write suicide notes

I must be emo



My life is just a black abyss; you know it's so dark

and it's suffocating me

grabbing hold of me and tightening its grip

tighter than a pair of my little sisters jeans

which look great on me by the way



When I get depressed I cut my wrist in every direction

hearing songs about getting dumped give me and erection

I write in my live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses

I told my friends I bleed black and cry during classes

I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of goth

you can be Catcher in the Rye and watch me jack off

I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life

if I said I liked girls

I'd only be half right



I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo,

I must be emo

Screw X-Box I play old school nintendo,

I must be emo

I like to whine and hit my parentals

I must be emo,

Me and my friends all look like clones

I must be emo



My parents just don't get me you know

they think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy

well, a couple guys

but I mean, its the 2000s.

Can't 2, or 4 dudes make out with each other without being gay?

I mean chicks dig that kind of thing anyways

I don't know diary

Somtimes I think you're the only one that gets me

You're my best friend...

I feel like tacos.



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