October Celebration #7 (2011)
Sometimes I wake to screaming,
To find that I'm the one screaming...
Sometimes I wake to an awful pounding,
Only to find that it's the beating of my heart;
...Aftershock of the brain...
I promised myself I'd never love you again...
I'm sitting here and I'm positively shaking,
The ghosts in my room,
They're the only company I've been keeping...
...Nowadays...
They try to comfort me,
But they can't reach me,
...No one can...
I'm inconsolable it would seem...
Sometimes I wake to screaming,
To find that I'm the one screaming...
Sometimes I wake to an awful pounding,
Only to find that it's the beating of my heart;
You distorted me,
Broke me,
I promised myself I'd never love you again...
Yet still I find myself reaching for you now and again...
The ghosts in my room,
They look on with that sad knowledge that ghosts have,
They can look,
And they can whisper,
But they can't reach me,
...No one can...


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Emo, angsty gothic love stories, mostly some kind of poetry. A passion I didn't know I had until I was about 21. Something that I have been doing mostly consistently ever since. My pen name is Belasrose, my online name is Caerid Lock.
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