"She loves me, she loves me not" He intoned without emotion
As the distance grew between them, like an ever expanding ocean
A dismissive glance, a wave of the hand, and she breaks his heart in half
He's drowning in this current of love, since she kicked him off his raft
He's drowning three weeks later, in the current of love no longer
As the booze invades his system, his dark thoughts keep getting stronger
The razor blade is friendly, it helps him stop the pain
Without its peircing therapy, how else would he keep sane
The days are getting longer, shadows now control his mind
The original kid who loved this world now nobody can find
A Dark Parking Lot, Is Where It Begins
Do You Think Your Creator Will Forgive Such Deadly Sins?
An Unforgiving Swing, He Falls To The Floor
You Deliver The Final Blow He Struggles No More
His Eyes Glaze Over, His Body Goes Cold
For One Act Of Revenge...Your Soul Has Been Sold
Do You Think It Was Worth It? Would You Do It Once More?
A Not So Innocent Life, Taken To Settle A Score
The Descision Was Made, You Chose To Take His Last Breath
But What Gave You The Right To Be The Angel Of Death?
Sometimes I think no loves desired, just pain and misery
A life of joy and happiness was never meant for me
I see you walk on through your life, all smiles, all the time
But in a world the likes of this, my pleasure is a crime
The punishment to fit the crime, it seems to be damnation
To a life of bleary heartbreak, of trial, and tribulation
Is it bad to share my hear, to believe true love is real
To free your heart, all by itself, for anyone to steal
The answer to that question, if curiousity, overcame you
Is a resounding Yes, of course it does, Love is there to shame you
People backstab and they kill, they manipulate and lie
And l
A Man Sits At A Table, Filled With Rage Thats Fueled By Booze
As His Son Tries To Get To His Room, But The Violence Soon Ensues
A Blow That Drops Him To The Ground, Then Come Bitter Accusations
As The Boy Tries To Get Far Away, Hating These Confrontations
What Did I Do, Whats Wrong With Me, These Thoughts Run Through His Head
As Crushing Blow & Verbal Lashing, Fill His Heart With Dread
And Finally He Walks Away, The Boy Just Lies There Broken
He Wonders How He Pissed Him Off, When Not A Word Was Spoken
He Lays Himself Down In His Bed & Dreams Of Better Days
He Wonders Why He Can't Be Loved & Before He Sleeps He Prays
But Praying Doe
Have you ever seen a plane in the sky and you didnt care where it was going you just wanted to be on it?
Thats where I am.
Have you ever seen someone walking by and wondered where theyve been, where they are, and where theyre going?
Thats where I am.
Have you ever been judged by the things youve done and not the things you can do?
Thats where I am.
Have you ever done bad things just to feel good?
Thats where I am.
Have you ever looked back at your house and all you saw was a broken home?
Thats where I am.
Have you ever felt like the odd man out around your best friend when ther
The World Comes Crashing On Me, No More Shields, Defenses Down
As This Barrage Just Keeps On Coming, I'm Battered By This Sound
Misfortune Doesn't Walk Alone, It Prowls In Groups and Packs
It See's You When Lifes Going Well, Then Commences Its Attacks
And So You Lay There, All Alone, Thinking, Where Did It Go Wrong
Why Am I Here, In Isolation, Singing My Swan Song
And Now These Thoughts Start Coming In, Dark, But So Persuasive
They Start Out Oh So Gentle, But Start Getting More Invasive
You Realize What Your Doing And Your Heart Is Filled With Rage
Your Fuel Is This Injustice As You Break Free From This Cage
You Came So Close, So Ma
A Man Sits At A Table, Filled With Rage Thats Fueled By Booze
As His Son Tries To Get To His Room, But The Violence Soon Ensues
A Blow That Drops Him To The Ground, Then Come Bitter Accusations
As The Boy Tries To Get Far Away, Hating These Confrontations
What Did I Do, Whats Wrong With Me, These Thoughts Run Through His Head
As Crushing Blow & Verbal Lashing, Fill His Heart With Dread
And Finally He Walks Away, The Boy Just Lies There Broken
He Wonders How He Pissed Him Off, When Not A Word Was Spoken
He Lays Himself Down In His Bed & Dreams Of Better Days
He Wonders Why He Can't Be Loved & Before He Sleeps He Prays
But Praying Doe
Sometimes I think no loves desired, just pain and misery
A life of joy and happiness was never meant for me
I see you walk on through your life, all smiles, all the time
But in a world the likes of this, my pleasure is a crime
The punishment to fit the crime, it seems to be damnation
To a life of bleary heartbreak, of trial, and tribulation
Is it bad to share my hear, to believe true love is real
To free your heart, all by itself, for anyone to steal
The answer to that question, if curiousity, overcame you
Is a resounding Yes, of course it does, Love is there to shame you
People backstab and they kill, they manipulate and lie
And l
A Dark Parking Lot, Is Where It Begins
Do You Think Your Creator Will Forgive Such Deadly Sins?
An Unforgiving Swing, He Falls To The Floor
You Deliver The Final Blow He Struggles No More
His Eyes Glaze Over, His Body Goes Cold
For One Act Of Revenge...Your Soul Has Been Sold
Do You Think It Was Worth It? Would You Do It Once More?
A Not So Innocent Life, Taken To Settle A Score
The Descision Was Made, You Chose To Take His Last Breath
But What Gave You The Right To Be The Angel Of Death?
"She loves me, she loves me not" He intoned without emotion
As the distance grew between them, like an ever expanding ocean
A dismissive glance, a wave of the hand, and she breaks his heart in half
He's drowning in this current of love, since she kicked him off his raft
He's drowning three weeks later, in the current of love no longer
As the booze invades his system, his dark thoughts keep getting stronger
The razor blade is friendly, it helps him stop the pain
Without its peircing therapy, how else would he keep sane
The days are getting longer, shadows now control his mind
The original kid who loved this world now nobody can find
My name is Fritz. I mostly write, but I also do some drawing and painting. I am new to DA, but pretty excited about it. Please enjoy my work and comment me. I'll always return the favor.
Current Residence: Jackson NJ deviantWEAR sizing preference: M Favourite genre of music: Ska, Metal Favourite photographer: Austin Blanda =] Favourite style of art: Pornagraphic xD Operating System: PC MP3 player of choice: iPizzle Shell of choice: Conch Favourite cartoon character: Jeremy Dunkin Personal Quote: "But he that dares not grasp the thorn, Should never crave the rose." Ann Bronte
- I am Fritz.
- I live in Jersey.
- & I am very new to the deviant world.
- Please enjoy my work and if you contact me I will surely contact you back.
- Leave me some critique and let me know what you think about it all.
- Also advice would be great.
- I just had subway....is good!
- And am watching The Ruins!