(Tweety)-Diary
 

-Friday July 22/05

O why are you crying
Did mother nature broke your heart?
Your tears pounding on roads concrete
Washing everything away even the word "Fun"
Why does your lightning and thunders display?
Is it because, you found the truth about
mother nature dark shadow?
Your yelling, and it's hurting our ears
Showing your mad expression is dangerously
sightful and crepping us with fear
It tok you a minute or 2, to get over that
Broken heart.
Now your happy and free with much glee
As you turn white and the sun shines thee

-Monday July 25/05

Breathing so slowly. Lingering in my head images of uncertain pictures
I can't seem to find my soul, that lurks in the darkness. My body embers
Life shut infront of me like a big glacier, walls closing in. "Please help me"
Devils laughs I hear throughout the darknes. Walls starts to crumble beneath
My screams remains un-heard Through god ears. Where are the angels
Chain equip on my ankles it's sucking the life out of me. Can't win this battle
Each of the devil go inside, each they take a piece from my worthless heart
Getting deader like a beautiful bloom rose without it's Gracefully holy water

-Trapped.

Tuesday-July 26/05

Tears drolling down my cheeks
Fear shivering in me
I feel so lost.
My eyes stays sleepy
Feeling so empty
O god.
Screams remain un-heard
I'll never be cured
O No.
This earth is not for me
It's filled with all bad dreams
O Plz.
Trapped in a dark cave without locks
In the deep ocean without the docks
O No.
I feel like I'm an out-sider..Going down
I have happy moments with a frown
O Plz
No one can save wings on angels are broken
So they left me be...Let me keep on Fallen
O No
See the scars I created on my arms
To leak out the agony of pain that harms
O God


-Depression .

Friday-July 29/05

I see your pain
I see your tears
Pouring heavily like rain.
Inside of the pit darkness
in you, I can feel your fears.
My wings bound Tightly
Around your inner spirit
Protecting it from devils
Schemes.
But what's this?
My wings weakning
The plague inside of you
Is Spreading.
Like acid it's going through
Me.
I'm losing perception
Straining over a hard decension
No more I can take this
Pain.
.
.
Going Under
Is where you belong
Going Under
Without Scream
Nor a Whimper
Going Under
With the Last Sight
of me
.
.

-Fallen Without an Angel