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Random Scars

The slash from my wrist to the inside of my elbow.
The p e n t a g r a m on the inside of my left ankle.
The x on my hand.
The gash from the sandpaper.
The burns from a quarter.
R a n d o m scars from my past.
The bite mark perament from my canines.
The f l o r e s c e n t light bulb scars.
The rope burns.
R a n d o m scars not too long ago.
The h on my right breast.
The f r a c t u r e d cartilage in my knuckles.
R a n d o m scars define me.
The fadi
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<center>The <s>slash</s> from my wrist to the <small>inside</small> of my elbow.
The <sub>p e n t a g r a m</sub> on the inside of my left ankle.
The <u>x</u> on my hand.
The <small><s>gash</s></small> from the sandpaper.
The <sup>burns</sup> from a quarter.
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> from my past.</small>
The <small><sub>bite</sub></small> mark perament from my canines.
The <small>f l o r e s c e n t</small> light bulb scars.
The rope burns.
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> not too long ago.</small>
The <u>h</u> on my right breast.
The <small>f r a c t u r e d</small> cartilage in my knuckles.
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> define me.</small>
The <font color=#3a3a3a>fa</font><font color=#848484>di</font><font color-#55555>ng</font> <s>scar</s> near my right <sub>eye.</sub>
The <sup>fresh</sup> </s>scabs</s> from a <small>rusty</small> razor.
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> on top of <s>scars.</s></small>
The person I <sub>was.</sub>
The person I <sup>am.</sup>
Why I contunie?
I don't know
The <font color=darkred><small>blood</small></font> shed.
The <font color=darkred><small>blood</small></font> lost.
The <font color=darkred><small>blood</small></font> consumed.
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> consume me.</small>
My life.
This <s>knife.</s>
Tonight.
Do I want to?
The <sup>snow</sup><sub>falls.</sub>
The <small>faint</small>glimmer blinds my eyes.
<small>R a n d o m</small> <s>scars</s> are me.
I light a <small><sub>cigarette.</sub>
I inhale deeply.
Slowly letting out the <sup>smoke.</sup>
It clouds my room.
<small>R a n d o m</small> <s>scars</s> are my fiend, my enemy.</small>
Multiple <small>p i e r c i n g s.</small>
A <sub>tattoo</sub>
Pain is my only pleasure.
A <small>s a d o m a s o c h i s t.</small>
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> make me cry.</small>
My <small>hidden</small> lie.
My <small>hidden</small> pleasure.
My <small>hidden</small> life.
Cracked lips from the <sup>cold.</sup>
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> define me.</small>
Rocks on my dresser.
A <font color=gray>black</font> candle lit.
Opium incence burns.
The <small>a s h e s</small> <sub>fall</sub> on the cut velvet fabric.
Christmas lights give light.
The laptop <sup>shines.</sup>
The <font color=purple>black light</font> <sup>fli</sup><sub>cke</sub><sup>rs.</sup>
UV braclets glow.
<small>R a n d o m</small> <s>scars</s> scream.</small>
Clothes abroad on the floor.
A forign bra <sub>lies</sub> on the chair.
It's not mine.
My lifes not mine.
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> confuse me.</small>
I unplug the lights.
<small>Snuff</small> out the candle.
Plug in my phone.
<small>Not like anyone calls.</small>
Wasted money for un-wasted minutes.
The <font color=purple>black light</font> still <sup>fli</sup><sub>cke</sub><sup>rs.</sup>
<small>R a n d o m</small> <s>scars</s> cover me.</small>
I put on my blanket.
Set up my pillows.
Set the laptop on my lap.
So <sub>mundane.</sub>
Yet so <sup>serene.</sup>
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> drown me.</small>
The CD s k i p s.
<s>Scratched</s> up from over play.
Lyrics <small>unheard.</small>
Like my voice.
<small>R a n d o m</small> <s>scars</s> alone.</small>
Almost two in the morning.
D r i f t i n g in and out of <small>conscioness.</small>
So <sup>awake.</sup>
Yet so <sub>dead.</sub>
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> burn.</small>
I can hear my heart <small>beat.</small>
Hoping soon it will <font color=red>s t o p.</font>
My lungs exale.
Craving another cigarette.
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> frighten me.</small>
I am <small>unknown.</small>
I am barly breathing.
I am <b>not</b> what I want to be.
I am <b>not</b> what I wish to be.
I am what I <b>fear.</b>
I am what <font color=gray>nightmares</font> fortell.
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> from my future.</small>
Knowing I will be late tomorrow.
Yet I stay <sup>awake.</sup>
<font color=blue>Sleep</font> is not a nessecssity.
<font color=blue>Sleep</font> is a <sub>privlage.</sub>
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> rest.</small>
I <sub>fall</sub> into oblivion.
In the <font color=gray>black</font> hole I created.
The <small>r a n d o m n e s s</small> has <font color=gray>Disap</font><font color=#555555>per</font><font color=black>ed.</font>
All thats left is <s>scars</s> on top of <s>scars.</s>
<small>R a n d o m <s>scars</s> on purpose...</small></center>
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