Emo Love StoryHe was sad, of course,
but so was she,
a seemingly perfect match.
Love (kind of) at first sight.
They were as happy as they could be.
He was her knight in black eyeliner,
She was his ebony rose.
They shopped at Hot Topic together.
Soon, though, they grew apart.
They weren't made to be happy.
She found another boy in tight pants,
and made her old boyfriend's eyeliner run.
He felt like this was the last pain he could endure,
like his heart had been ripped out through his nose,
and all that was left was a black abyss.
No feeling, not even the sadness that made him happy.
But his wounds scarred over slowly,
and he was more Emo than ever.
ProblemI don't accept my smile
I don't allow myself happiness
There are too many questions
Not enough answers
I don't want professional help
I don't want to be told I'm wrong
You have all the right things to say
But there are no right solutions
I want to be free
I want to be loved
I'm chained down by this curse
Held by unbreakable chains
I want to laugh and not regret it
I want to feel something other than guilt
Confusion weighs down acceptance
Disappointment is all I know for sure
I can't find the strength
I can't dig deep enough
Motivation is lost
Inspiration to live is hidden just too well
I can't look at myself in the mirror
I can't breathe
Tears are all I have
And they're not there either
Though I will try
I will fight
Someone has to push me
My gears need greased
I will pray
I will hope
I need my time
And I need my escape
I have a problem
I have to fix it
Can I do it?
Yes I can
It's Okay...I'm smart
I'm almost always right
Don't hate me cuz of who I am
Hate me cuz you give a damn
Go ahead and tell
Let the whole world know
My daddy said so
There's nothing wrong with it
You just don't get it
I'll tell you what I tell everyone
Just wait here
I'll yell to the world
to be gay
My daddys said so
Did you hear me?
Yes, I said I'm a queer!
I'm her girlfriendI'm her girlfriend. Is it really that difficult of a concept to understand?
A couple of weeks ago I came out to my parents, letting them know that I liked girls more than I liked guys. They were fine with it but my mom had a hard time understanding. It made me ecstatic, I was terrified that I would be ignored or punished for being who I am but my parents were actually fine with it. For a while I've liked this girl, she's smart, funny, hot as hell, honestly she's one of the most fantastic people I have ever met. Her name (for those of you that don't know) is Jordynne. And she's been my girlfriend since December 20. When I finally worked up the courage to tell my mom about her my mom's first question was.
"Well are you the boy?"
No. No I'm not. I'm a girl. And so is Jordynne. She is not my boyfriend nor am I her's. I am her girlfriend. And she is mine. And it bothers me that as soon as I bring up that I'm dating a girl some people immediately bring up "well which one is the guy?" NEITHER
Morphine KissesToxic vapors
So bitter on my tongue
It tastes like bile,
Saccharin ash in my mouth
Evil kisses made of morphine
Numb you straight to your core,
Sweet euphoric acid
Like a poison candy mist
As it sweeps across my eyes
Crimson wine swimming in my veins
Putrid arrows pierce my heart
Rotten and bitter,
Decayed just like love
Just a thought,
It's only a glitch
Someday I'll break away
I've no heart left
In this dying body of mine.
It's far too dark
There isn't any light left
If it was, I could not see
Just like I cannot feel.
Raking across my skin
I bleed into eternal blackness,
Isolated from reality
It's far worse than any dream;
Yet I'm still dreaming of you
And you are made of poison
Deadly, killing me
So icy is your touch
I've forgotten how to feel.
SuicidalHow could you know?
How could you possibly understand?
The hurt I feel,
With a blade in my hand.
I hunger for pain,
It cuts deep in my veins,
Crying every night--
Don't come closer,
I might just bite!
Blood gushing and rushing out,
Makes me want to scream and shout
Anger inside, I'm nearly fried.
I shouldn't be here, I shouldn't exist,
I beat myself up with my fists.
Bruises on my face,
I run or I'll be chased.
The sirens are blaring
*Shit!* I start swearing.
In my pocket I pull out a rope
Because I know that for me there's no hope.
Tie it to the bridge, then goes my neck,
Turn my head side to side, just to check.
Jump off without hesitation, it's getting late,
Black tears come from my eyes, black tears of hate.
LesbianThey were left outside in the freezing air
They begged for shelter but you wouldn't share
You stood aloof and peered down with judgment
You knew they were helpless yet wouldn't give consent
Because they are of a "different orientation"
You think they may cause temptation
What if I joined them on the streets and alleys?
What would you do if I was sleeping in parked taxis?
If you keep pushing my friends away
I'll have no reason left to stay
If you want to lose one more child
Take off my leash and let me go wild
I hold more than one cigarette to my lips a day
If you keep pushing me I'll get past halfway
You are the soul reason I have bled
It's a pity you never found me dead
If I had to pick a side, I'd pick their's
Her love keeps me safe and my heart repairs
If you gave me the choice to stay or leave
You'd be the one left here to grieve
I'm not going to lie, I like girls.
From their love to their soft curls.
I'm not really afraid to say
That I'm pretty much fucking gay.