Laughter On The Murder Scene

I love every word

Wow, that last song was brilliant *nods* very sweet to read :3. Whoever it's directed to is a very lucky man you used simple words yet they were real effective in showing what you were feeling, and I enjoyed it. Very lovely, and I hope to see more from ya soon ^-^.

Omigosh!

It is beautiful! This is one of the best you have written.

And... I think I know who this is about.

*nudges towards Jaap's general direction*

Thank you Future, Azzy and Wolfen! :]]

Originally Posted by Wolfen

It is beautiful! This is one of the best you have written.

I kinda thought so too, but I wasn't sure ._.

Ahh...I haven't stopped in here in a while. Since I couldn't sleep, I figure I'd flip through. X3

I could simply say one word...

BEAUTIFUL!

You have a way with words that I envy. I wish I could express myself as well as you do. Keep up the wonderful work.

And...that last one is probably my favorite. ^^

back, and trying to get back into this. I probably need a little practice.

An Instrument to Measure Her Ambitions

Dancing on the edge, we all pretend
To love, to hate
Our true feelings never flaunt convenience, so, as always, we remain
The opposition, the contradiction to our own souls
Severed halves of a whole
Changing color, saturation

The sparkle in her eyes, this constant incandescence
Like a match struck on amusement at the lies that she has told
Caresses biting cold
Promises whispered on the lips of a siren

Promises whispered on the lips of a siren
Lies to save and steal your soul
Dance with her on the edge again, my friend
Dance out in the cold

And as you fly on the wings of a siren
She has your heart, your hands, your breath
You feel her nails deep in your veins
She drops you to your death

You can’t fly on your own
But you’re safer all alone

Screaming in the dark, we all pretend
To love, to hate
The virus of the broken heart was the cure in times of pain
So you seek it out, sip the poison once more
Fight your way to an open door
Just to find another dead end

The tears idling in her eyes, this constant reminiscence
What was truth before becomes a lie in the silence of night
Her own actions snuffed the light
Promises whispered on the lips of a siren

Promises whispered on the lips of a siren
Lies to save and steal your soul
Dance with her on the edge again, my friend
Dance out in the cold

And as you fly on the wings of a siren
She has your heart, your hands, your breath
You feel her nails deep in your veins
She drops you to your death

You can’t fly on your own
But you’re safer all alone


To Wash Our Hands of This, We’d Need a Surgeon

How could you commit that crime without a second glance
You stood proudly at the trial in a daze of false romance
Now a year is gone and we’ve all moved on, but I never had the chance
To send you the bill for the damage caused,
My salt and blood finance

One year ago, today or so
I was young and I was blind
With a false sense of security,
Never thought that I would find
The hammer and pick in your hands
To break the chains that bind
You were dying to get out but I was
Living just for you

And you said, “everything’s going to be alright”
But it’s easy when you have someone to hold you through the night
Lost under the covers of a time that just wasn’t right
In the dark, we’re alone and we’re screaming
If no one’s there to hush the sound
If I’d known then what I know now…

One year ago, today or so
I was young and I was blind
With a false sense of security,
Never thought that I would find
The hammer and pick in your hands
To break the chains that bind
You were dying to get out but I was
Living just for you

In the dark, we’re alone and we’re screaming
If no one’s there to hush the sound
If I’d known then what I know now…

That a part of me will always be this way
Misfired every single day
A bit more malice in your direction
What a lover I’ve turned out to be
But if I had the nerve I’d say
That it’s you, your fault, you made me this way
It’s your own malice in your direction, accept it
This is your today

And you were dying to get out,
But I was living just for you

No one has replied yet??

For shame!


An Instrument to Measure Her Ambitions

Screaming in the dark, we all pretend
To love, to hate
The virus of the broken heart was the cure in times of pain
So you seek it out, sip the poison once more
Fight your way to an open door
Just to find another dead end

To Wash Our Hands of This, We’d Need a Surgeon

In the dark, we’re alone and we’re screaming
If no one’s there to hush the sound
If I’d known then what I know now…

It's so dark and evil! (well, not EVIL, just kinda... dark)

I'd have replied yesterday, but my brother kicked me off the computer before I could read it.

This song is from like, September. I have no idea why I never posted it.

A Plot for Sleepless Nights

The signs, they tried to warn me
Of the path that I had taken
Second glances, so mistaken
But I don’t think I’m that important

Clenched so tightly, it’s a night of regret
The very air I breathe constricts my lungs
And holds me in these thoughts of
Who I am and what I should have done

I wish it’d never gone so far
That I could never forget who you are

Seal those lips and close your eyes
There’s no charm in telling lies
You would have me assume truth
But I don’t think I’m that important

And if I could find the love
I’d supply you with the drug
That would cure you of your sickness
But I don’t think I’m that important

Teasing with words, inaudibly
Memories insist on whispering
From the melancholy corners of my mind
They speak the answers I could never find

Stop, stop don’t speak to me
I’m bound with guilt and jealousy
You’ll never really know what you’re getting into
Until you’re staring up from six feet underground

I wish it’d never gone so far
That I could never forget who you are

Seal those lips and close your eyes
There’s no charm in telling lies
You would have me assume truth
But I don’t think I’m that important

And if I could find the love
I’d supply you with the drug
That would cure you of your sickness
But I don’t think I’m that important

I wish it’d never gone so far
That I could never forget who you are

These two are pretty damn recent:

Idling in the Driveway as a Paying Occupation

The echoes of a symphony conducted from the highest point of hope
Resonate in the morning light, break down the walls
Of this prison you called home

But as you rise to face the door
You struggle with the notion of what it’s for
Overcome with memories of the
Ones you tried to love

Don’t close your eyes
These nights will drift away like water
To the back of your mind
Wait for sunrise
These lonely dreams were never much worth
Crying over
Like the night, they die

Lives lead by the patterns of the swaying lines on a dirty tv screen
Wading through the static after the shadow of a dream
But it’s lights out,
And I doubt
That we’re living
When we’re living for the remnants
Of a love long lost and fading in our minds
But could you break the ties that bind?

Don’t close your eyes
These nights will drift away like water
To the back of your mind
Wait for sunrise
These lonely dreams were never much worth
Crying over
Like the night, they die

And the door you feared is nothing more than ashes resting on the threshold
But as you endeavor to cross over, your body freezes, numb and cold
Looking down you find that the lock is hanging right around your neck,
The key is buried in the rubble of the life that you have wrecked

Don’t close your eyes
These nights will drift away like water
To the back of your mind
Wait for sunrise
These lonely dreams were never much worth
Crying over
Like the night, they die

Don’t turn around for too long
One wrong word and it’s all gone,
These fleeting chances never really wanted to help anyone
Stand up, pick up your heart
Read them their rights, they’ve no right to
Tear you apart
No one ever told you that it’s not a crime to run

Don’t close your eyes
These nights will drift away like water
To the back of your mind
Wait for sunrise
These lonely dreams were never much worth
Crying over
Like the night, they die

If You Cared Half as Much, There’d be a Letter in my Mailbox

Lying on a dusty floor
Taking photographs of things that never interested me
Or caught my eye at all
You’re the only thing on my mind
You leave me gasping for breath
Just when I think there’s
Nowhere left to fall
No further down
No further down

All those times when you wanted nothing
Were the times when you ended up with
Everything that you could ever need
And when you’re lying, broken, crying
Begging, praying for just a bit of hope
To break your fall
Those are the times that you get nothing at all

Stay for a while
Force another smile
It couldn’t possibly kill you like it’s killing me
The shine of your eyes
Mistaken for lies
All I’m asking is a bit of your honesty
And you cut through me
With every word you say
Kiss me now, and let me be

And if you don’t take this chance
I’ll give it to another
I’ll give it to another
Set the fire to this romance
Don’t let it burn for another
I won’t burn for another

Stay for a while
Force another smile
It couldn’t possibly kill you like it’s killing me
The shine of your eyes
Mistaken for lies
All I’m asking is a bit of your honesty
And you cut through me
With every word you say
Kiss me now, and let me be

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more coming soon.

Fold the Pages to Form an Image of the Chance that You Have Lost

I’ll walk away for the last time
Say goodbye to that false smile
No grudges held for all your lies
I won’t see your face when I close my eyes
Anymore, anymore

And I tried your trust for the last time
Your words were there, but your lips sewn tight
And I can’t help but wonder
I was never good enough for your secrets
I could only ever have your lies

So you should write a book filled with the things you never told me
If the tides change and your voice breaks and you call me just to hold me,
Not to suspend me by the thread you’ve tied over your lover’s bed
For my tears to fall onto the skin of what was never mine
But until then, you’ve just run out of time

You’ll keep me here for the last time
I’ve watched you run your last mile
Around me, and ignore the cries
Of cracked lips praying for the sun to rise
Above this broken life

I’ll call your name for the last time
Your silence whispers a goodbye
But I won’t blame you for your reluctance
To leave your ghosts behind
I’d do the same if you were mine

So you should write a book filled with the things you never told me
If the tides change and your voice breaks and you call me just to hold me,
Not to suspend me by the thread you’ve tied over your lover’s bed
For my tears to fall onto the skin of what was never mine
But until then, you’ve just run out of time

I’ll swear again, that you’ve run out of time

oh, come on guys. post :[

A Reflection of Four Certain Failures

Tonight is the darkest of nights,
Everything in shadow
This veil of an overcast sky is death for photographs
But this is something that I’d rather not remember
Your kiss goodbye was colder than December
Six feet below the ground

Well I’ll never be more than a thorn in your side
A point that’s been there all along-
Futile to try to hide
We were ankle deep in all of this
Now I’m drowning in the shallow end
Your silence is the ribbon round this key
Please spare me finality

And it’s easy to say
It’s the years that we’ve spent, the places we’ve been
That separate
But you tried for her, and don’t tell me that I came too late
When I’ve been here all along

It’s a pity, the face that you think you saved
Your subtleties, they wash over me
But I’ve played your games
And their so cliché
I know everything
That you’ve done to me

Well I’ll never be more than a thorn in your side
A point that’s been there all along-
Futile to try to hide
We were ankle deep in all of this
Now I’m drowning in the shallow end
Your silence is the ribbon round this key
Please spare me finality

Crossed you off my list a thousand times
But the constant question in your eyes
Could always light the way back home
But now we’re a mess of consequence
A love that lost its innocence
And is bound to be
Nothing more than familiarity
No, don’t touch me
Again with your
Unfortunate honesty

So cut me down again and take me
In your arms
The predictability of your heart break will
Keep me safe from harm
And should you ever feel the need to be
The constant we both know I need
I’ll always only be a breath away
I’ve only ever been a breath away

But I’ll never be more than a thorn in your side
A point that’s been there all along-
Futile to try to hide
We were ankle deep in all of this
Now I’m drowning in the shallow end
Your silence is the ribbon round this key
Please spare me finality

I’ll always only be a breath away
I’ve only ever been a breath away

Sugar, you have an absolutely wonderful way with words! You manage to seemingly effortlessly intergrate emotions in to all your lyrics, it's a wonderful talent.

Here are some lines that really stand out to me;

A Plot for Sleepless Nights

Teasing with words, inaudibly
Memories insist on whispering
From the melancholy corners of my mind
They speak the answers I could never find

This is simply gorgeous. That's all I can say.

Fold the Pages to Form an Image of the Chance that You Have Lost

And I tried your trust for the last time
Your words were there, but your lips sewn tight
And I can’t help but wonder
I was never good enough for your secrets
I could only ever have your lies

I love it. Really quite bitter, but portrayed in a manner that doesn't scream bitterness. A perfect example of how clever your wording is.

The latest feels quite a bit darker, and more raw. I like it. "Your silence is the ribbon around this key". Brilliant.

DK! Thank you so much :]. It's really nice to get some feedback in here.

Originally Posted by DK

Sugar, you have an absolutely wonderful way with words! You manage to seemingly effortlessly intergrate emotions in to all your lyrics, it's a wonderful talent.



I love it. Really quite bitter, but portrayed in a manner that doesn't scream bitterness. A perfect example of how clever your wording is.

Two things that I was thrilled to hear ._.. I guess I always try to (even when I don't realize it) convey emotions without making them too obvious. I don't want to *tell* you that I'm feeling bitter- rather, I want to write clever lines and double meanings and create imagery that allows that bitterness to seep into your subconscious as you read, so that when you're done, you're just like, "huh. bitter."

wheee.

Lovely <3

But I’ll never be more than a thorn in your side
A point that’s been there all along-
Futile to try to hide
We were ankle deep in all of this
Now I’m drowning in the shallow end
Your silence is the ribbon round this key
Please spare me finality

*can only imagine what kinda melody could go to this*

Someone thought that it might be a good idea to randomly tell me that my poetry is “emo, overdramatic” and that they “expected more of me”. I found this extremely rude. I mean, I’m open to constructive criticism, but I’m not used to people just blatantly telling me that I suck without any advice or anything, especially when I hardly even mention my writing. It’s always seemed that if someone enjoyed it, they’d tell me, and if they didn’t, they just wouldn’t say anything, since it’s not as if I need to be knocked off my high horse or anything. But anyway, this person is apparently enough of a pompous ass to break the mold!

So, I wrote this in response. They probably won’t read it, but hey, who cares? Just a random piece to prove to myself, I suppose, that I really can write something other than melodramatic lyrics.

I’d like to see if anyone can catch what I’m referencing in the last stanza. Think of things that come in fours.


Down for the Count

Once, you were a messenger,
An answer to my prayers
Twice, I shied away from your advances,
Ne’er ensnared
Thrice I doubted common sense, and consequence ran deep
Now four times lay me down to rest, remember you in sleep

One spring you called me over and I welcomed your intent
Mid-summer came, and I never paid much mind
But fall again, and fall I did for your constant possibility
By winter you had managed to entwine
In constant hope this virgin heart of mine

Once, I never cared for your attention
Twice, my jealousy did serve you well
Thrice, I agreed to fail to heed the warnings oft decreed to me
But all four times, I turned away, each vicious circle left complete

And though on wings of pestilence, your criticism serves me well
The conflict that it caused, short lived and frail
For my drought of concern poses no threat to anything of worth
As your intentions, obvious through your thin veil
For the final time, this murder campaign has failed