He longs to just just wring her neck, to make her stop breathing. His hands form a fist, wishing her neck was there. He watches her without a care in the world. akting stupid and ignorant. He wants the satisfaction that only her death will bring. He imagines her dead and laughs insanely. His phyco smile matches his insane personality.


They don't know anything. She's alone. All on her own. She hates that she suffers alone. She wants them suffer, to hear their screams of pain. But like everything else, it's useles. She can't do anything about it. She's alone to cry, scream, and moan. No one to comfort atau hold her. She sucks it up and faces the world. Alone.

when cinta dies

cinta is the cause of innocent cries,
As when cinta dies,
cinta becomes a lie,

The death of their love,
They mourn,
As their hearts are torn,

Broken hearts drift apart,
As they reminisce on the past,
Of the cinta they hoped would last,

Tears rot into the ground,
As they mourn what they had found;
A cinta that made them feel sound,

Their only hope if for their cinta to unfold,
As without eachother their hearts are cold,
Their only comfort; someone to hold,

Their hopes crushed,
for eachother they no longer lust,
As in eachother they no longer trust,

A thought keeping them awake;
For eachother, should they wait?
atau is it already too late?

Can they ever find another,
atau were they made for eachother?
Can they withstand not being together?

[ Because]
When cinta dies,
Everything turns to lies,
Because when cinta dies,
We fall apart inside


x

Silent shadows in the dead of night.
Ghostly girls whisper "everything's alright."
Dark and lonely in the luar angkasa provided,
Gets the little boys exited.
The screech of the staircase as each boy took a step, Awaken the parents of the girls whom are kept.
The boys have shivers down there spine,
Seems like the girls lied when they berkata everything was fine.
The boys run fast away, sadly only one shall stay.
The whistle blew and time came few, so who shall it be? Sadly the boys wished the ghostly girls they couldn't see.
Down through the halls they giggled with glee, for they had a new toy that was as precious as me.

Celluoid ghost from Hollywood's past
Forever haunt me on my televisi screen
Trapped on video to act out their roles
For all eternity

Judy Garland is in Oz
While Errol Flynn is in Sherwood Forest

The Marx Brothers spend a night at the opera
And a hari at the races

Humphrey Bogart fights crime
While James Cagney leads a life of crime

I beleive The Kinks were right
when they said
Celluoid heroes never die
Because they are here with us forever
On our televison screens

Note: This poem was inspired oleh the song
"Celluoid Heroes" oleh The Kinks

i open my eyes
invisible
a loner in a dark abyss
surrounded oleh endless oxygen
my only friend.

during hari im average
alone im nothing but my own enemy.

Everyone thinks im so funny
never serious
use to be alone. shy

dont like this feeling.
empty completely
no emotions consume me.
just the dark shell surrounding me.

i want to break through it
but it hardens as i make the gesture
my mind is blank
never thought id be perfect
never thought id be in a dark abyss.

i want to find a friend that wont decieve me
all i want is a best friend. . .