Every time she gave her heart she tore it Piece by piece, Shared it away Even though she tried to save it Snakes as lovers Used it, abused it innocent are easy prey She’s found a fire in confusion the

What if everything you were would amplify What if your strength became greatness Your weakness became worse Your good became divine Your evil more malign Who could you be Where will you go What will I

If only I had a shot at love I would take the gun Point it to my heart I would spin the wheels Of fortune or whatever luck Until they broke So it wouldn’t be my heart But here I am Gambled and lost Cupid’s

Oh my darling Of course you’re right Not a single flower should be picked To be put on graves of unknown soldiers Who fought protecting those blossoms to exist Oh my darling Of course you’re right How

I'm a liability. I’m a liability I don’t love trouble But somehow trouble seems to like me So listen dear, Think twice ‘bout what you run into As I can always guarantee fun Risking your heart as a casualty

MONEY WILL ALWAYS BE POOR I’m a liability I don’t love trouble But somehow trouble seems to like me So dear, know what you get into ‘cause I guarantee fun but don’t expect for any refund Not in for the

This is to the girl I perhaps could have been; I’m sorry you never stood a chance I’m sorry life got in between I’m sorry you got your share of life Before you were ready to actually live it I’m sorry

It’s funny really (let’s call it ‘funny’ and not concerning, as ‘concerning’ would make me feel, well, concerned), but I recently became aware of me being more at peace while being busy as opposed to when

Photo by rawpixel on Unsplash Was too young for myspace too cool for facebook though tumblr was just a phase used pinterest as scratchbook Linkedin was my cv but look what it brought me tweets come with

Unsplash Silent drum Oh how winds whisper, dear Shivering as a silent drum? It’s a prayer for the wicked To ask forgiveness for all that's to come All dead hearts are now beating Rested bones play the

I only hear you when you’re down When you don’t want no one around My name’s not no one, I’m not picking up no more No paid number, so why you think I'm your whore?

Love became my biggest threat. Fading memories became deja vus Obscure pictures caught in dust Blind love so willing to be abused My skin slave to your touch Playing games I can’t stop losing Trapped in

She’s the broken hearted girl Wearing a porcelain mask covering, hide But even with lips stiff in an upwards curl Poor girl, Empty eyes reflect inside She’s the girl that lost her fire For a cold heart

[Audience] I came for the attractions I came here for the lights Oh, I don't know if I came for all the right reasons But what's done is done Oh, we can't turn back time You came here for direction You

An End to Nothing Started. When I’m covered in shades of night The lifeless moon feels less alone Glancing upon the battles I fight Revealing the demons whom I own The silence draped around Unfolds the

Passionately blinded Or mere ignorance? Willingly misguided Or abused innocence? I am a fool for love The joke’s on me For keeping memories of What will never be _ (Feel free to comment/feedback! More

As a 23-year old it’s quite a bummer to realise you have no single clue of want you want to do for a living the rest of your life (-I must admit, as a born-and-bread Millenial ‘the rest of my life’ probably

"We only said goodbye with words I died a hundred times You go back to her And I go back to black" Amy Winehouse I always think it's such, such a shame how the people who are able to bring colour

Love’s Last Rites Fading memories felt as déjà vus Obscure pictures saved from dust Blind love so willing to be abused Sanity silenced in passion’s lust Addicted to games we can’t stop losing Trapped in

Defeat after defeat Kissing his lips, sweet as lemon Shivering of wounds’ heat Love as heartless weapon ‘I do’ vowed as a threat How little did she know ‘Together until death’ Was pledged in hell its glow