I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.
Let my joy be a promise To my future self Who is so beautiful Even if she isn’t pretty.
Nights of chuckling After no jokes And Dancing without nerves Become me
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
I ran from you all my life. I’ve had problems, But that doesn’t make it right.
She has the piece that holds it al… What was revealed to her came slow… When it all comes together, it’s l… When it all falls apart, it’s dead… One little lie can tear a family a…
I’m falling apart beneath my smile… I grapple blindly for a rope To save myself from rising waters. I come up, lungs full of despair, And my parents cover my mouth
He helps her with her blush. She’s surging red, Velvet and soft like a rose. Her mouth’s gone dry With his wind.
I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.
Oh, such a sweet fool. I once thought love Was reigning savior. So, so foolish. I once believed love
In my house, You don’t ask questions. The whispers from mom and dad Signal you to a hiding place. In my house,
There’s so much blood in blood cou… As there are stones in my heart When I hear your name. The winged-pig can fly daily Once I’ve let myself remember
I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.
In seventh grade, I made you a po… But I tore it up into pieces Because it wasn’t good enough. In eighth grade, I made you a poe… But I left it under my bed
Nobody can see the darkness in me, And when I go deep, I bring a flashlight to slash thro… The dark. I once used to frolic in light,