Aislinn Gryffin ((Ashes)) > Writing | WritersCafe.org

Your eyes are searchlights, Finding my emotions. Your words are snipers, Shooting them down. Your kisses are poison, Running through my veins. ..

Not exactly a poem...

What is the difference between Love and Lust? between what is Right and what is Best? What is the point of Suicide? We all fall prey to Death a..

Just whatever was in my head at the time.

Butterscotch candy, With a razor-blade edge. Bright blue sky, With lightning flying. My favorite book, With poisonous words. That is what you ..

Start a fight, But cry at night. I am alone, On my own. I need to feel, I need to breathe, I need to be. Slash my wrist, Then steal a kiss..

Screaming ...Bleeding ......Crying .........Dying This is real pain, No loss, no gain. Flying ...Running ......Fleeing .........Seeing Thi..

Silent screams, Invisible tears, Unspoken cries, DYING INSIDE... Desperate Glances, Fleeing friends, Unreadable thoughts, I MUST HIDE... Misun..

Meaningless, Here I am. Motionless, Here I stand. Broken in pieces, Torn to shreds, But i still hear his voice In my head. Unlovable, Here ..

Roses. Red for love, White for purity, But no matter what color, A rose always dies. Does that mean that love... and purity... Always die too..