not a poem or mindless ranting for a change...now you know I'm bored. I've been making minor 'profile' adjustments...mainly to my website...whole new site up now. Did I mention how bored i was....new photo's in "scraps"

Wooo...I just baked cookies all by myself...

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toxins fill the air
outside my bedroom window
pollution turns the skies to black
doves fall and mutate into ravens

rivers flow crimson...
poisoning underwater life
looking out,safe inside my room
or so they think...they're wrong.

its dark, I'm cold, alone, wait...
not alone, my friends are here.
they love me so
they wont do me wrong

they're small and cold...
and sharp around the edges
they give me kisses, gental kisses...
razorblade kisses, smile.

swallow my razors--my pride
before I choke on it
feel the incisions bleeding and burning
infectious and stinging...

inside my reddened throat
as I vomit up my meals
just this one last time...
just this one last night

I let the acid burn my tounge
taste my life as it poors out
coughing up my insides
blood so toxic and corrosive

-Heather

acid burns the tounge in mouth
lips swollen shut,so much better now...
...better then me, disfigured freak-
all can see now, she'll kill you.

serpent tounge, burning touches,
poison snake slither though the cracks
fear of hiding and happiness
fear of me--of you.

not one single happy ending
in this fairy tale of mine
everything hurts like hell
shoot yourself and smile

I'm fucked up, and I fucked you over
only because I loved you dearly.
fuck you more for loving it...hate.
fuck the world once over...

raindrops spoil the photographs
left out in the sun
nervous system failing....down.
so dead and gone...

soak in the blood that fills your bath
clench that withering rose...tightly
prey to your dying god...he dosn't love you
fagget...kill yourself

die...went away...look outside
the angels are crying, wailing...
will I ever find my way home
acid trip--crackwhore, reformed

rest in peace, my love
bleeding only hurts for the moment
then you die...
smile my love...smile...

-Heather

I remember that friday she met you
lost from her friends in the crowd
she met you and you talked..
and .the band kept on playing so loud

instant spark between them
they started...hanging around...
movies and rock shows
and his place after the sun went down.

it was a couple weeks later
he started staying out all night
not returning her calls
they started to fight

its three o'clock in the morning
and shes talking to me...
she dosn't know where hes gone to
don't know where he could be

shes in front of me crying
make-up all over her face
its not going to get any better
her hearts starting to race

I wish she could see it...
I wish she'd turn away
but as she leaves here tonight
shes convinced herself to stay

-heather

I've sat by this window
so many long days and nights
yearning for so much more
...I was ment for more then this

to have the life of a superstar
runway model, cover girl...
a life so fucking glamorous
to have all you've ever dreamed of

I wish for someday to leave it all
to have much more then my simple life
to make something out of nothing
to get somewhere and be proud

a dream of many...so numerous
selfish and materialized
for me most likely impossible
I don't have the face for that....

maybe someday..if I dream long enough
I'll have all that I long for...
and I hope to have you by my side...
if not...all this means nothing.....

-Heather