Dark writing....
Dark shadows sneak under the door
As I keep Pagsulat these dark lyrics more
Of a nature that's not evil or unkind
Rather of disturbing thoughts in my mind.
They say for everything bad it's found
Something good it has to come around
The weather wouldn't be pleasant if wasn't for the rain
These feelings wouldn't exist if it wasn't for the pain.
I'm doing a storm in a cup of water to prepare
Meanwhile around people don't even care
I pray for my life to not end before these stanzas
But mindlessly I write and write looking for the answers.
My cold dark poems are everywhere
Floating around in the midnight air
Listen, closely you have no choice
These dark words, my deep voice.
Where the world is falling apart,
There lies a dark poem of the heart
Dark poems tell the darkest lines
They make you hear their shrieking cries.
Hold dearly onto your ravaged soul;
Don't find you've let life take its toll
Youll find my dark poems are everywhere
Read them, like them, if you dare….
I am the shadow hiding in the dark
The evil sounds that wake you in the night
I'm a shadow lurking in the dark
Because still it always feels so right
So I write my shadowy poems line sa pamamagitan ng line
But I'm constantly over looked
My brain is fried down to the spine
And my broken puso is cooked
I'm left only with part of a heart
That will never again beat
I'm the one person
No one has to meet
I am a shadow lurking in the dark
Pagsulat my poems so deep
Whispering my words so stark
Pray your soul to keep…
Fierce & Love
MaLmcD
Poem Girl
Mallory McDonald
Dark shadows sneak under the door
As I keep Pagsulat these dark lyrics more
Of a nature that's not evil or unkind
Rather of disturbing thoughts in my mind.
They say for everything bad it's found
Something good it has to come around
The weather wouldn't be pleasant if wasn't for the rain
These feelings wouldn't exist if it wasn't for the pain.
I'm doing a storm in a cup of water to prepare
Meanwhile around people don't even care
I pray for my life to not end before these stanzas
But mindlessly I write and write looking for the answers.
My cold dark poems are everywhere
Floating around in the midnight air
Listen, closely you have no choice
These dark words, my deep voice.
Where the world is falling apart,
There lies a dark poem of the heart
Dark poems tell the darkest lines
They make you hear their shrieking cries.
Hold dearly onto your ravaged soul;
Don't find you've let life take its toll
Youll find my dark poems are everywhere
Read them, like them, if you dare….
I am the shadow hiding in the dark
The evil sounds that wake you in the night
I'm a shadow lurking in the dark
Because still it always feels so right
So I write my shadowy poems line sa pamamagitan ng line
But I'm constantly over looked
My brain is fried down to the spine
And my broken puso is cooked
I'm left only with part of a heart
That will never again beat
I'm the one person
No one has to meet
I am a shadow lurking in the dark
Pagsulat my poems so deep
Whispering my words so stark
Pray your soul to keep…
Fierce & Love
MaLmcD
Poem Girl
Mallory McDonald
Dear Self
What if you don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last araw on this earth?
What if that two minuto conversation you had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time you ever spoke to her?
What if you never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile or talk to him ever again?
What if you later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would you be proud of the life you have lived?
Will you regret something that you did or did not say?
Would you be proud of how people would remember you?
Would you regret not taking madami chances, or not telling him what you really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My puso racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
What if you don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last araw on this earth?
What if that two minuto conversation you had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time you ever spoke to her?
What if you never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile or talk to him ever again?
What if you later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would you be proud of the life you have lived?
Will you regret something that you did or did not say?
Would you be proud of how people would remember you?
Would you regret not taking madami chances, or not telling him what you really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My puso racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
