Psychoticsagally's Journals

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WHO THINKS SYNYSTER GATES >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>..

SYNYSTER GATES IS FUCKIN SEXY
WHO AGREES WITH ME

i love ya DRAKEY!!!!!!!!!!!

I lov ya

i lov ya

talking to u makes all my problems go away

without u this is how i dissapear

self indulgence of a gothic princess-another song ive written

All dressed in black

With white make-up and dark purple lips

She sat on the throne so full of majesty

The onlookers were dazzled by her beauty

And worshipped the ground she walked upon

The King was not well

And expected to die soon

And the Queen had died long ago

So the young princess would soon rule the Kingdom

Everyone was impressed with her intelligence and grace

She carried out her duties without question or complaint

And she would always greet new visitors with a smile

Once the audience was over she would return to her rooms

In the privacy of her own room she would cut her wrists

And let the blood pour into a bowl

She would force food down her throat until she could eat no more

Then she would go to the ladyâ�™s room and be violently sick

Underneath all her garments she was painfully thin

She felt so much pressure to be beautiful

She had many suitors but none that she loved

A stranger from abroad arrived one day

And stole her heart

But he was not a suitable match for a princess

A handsome sailor of common stock

She pleaded with her father to let her marry

But he doggedly refused her request

One night she took the blade

And slit both her wrists

Not a cry for attention

But an attempt to take her life

Living was a torment to her

The expectations too high

The rewards lacking in true value

Her dead body was found the next morning

And all the towns folk mourned her death

The beautiful princess had departed this land

And headed off above the clouds

To find a happier resting place

A traditional Gothic funeral was held

To celebrate her life

Many fine words were said

And then her body was buried

Under a thousand red roses

Her Cousin Isabella was now next in line

And took over the royal duties

A heavy burden for a fifteen year old to deal with

â�œSo many souls are sacrificed on the road to gloryâ�

another song tell me wat u think

Skeletons Of The Mind

I have the strangest dreams

I imagine armed skeletons with swords and shields

Rising from the ground

I can't destroy them

I fight and fight with all my might

If I disable one another rises from the ground

I feel as though I am fighting against my past

I try to start afresh but continue to be harassed by my past

I have to fight these demons

I cannot start anew and repair the damage

These fierce creatures attack me with their swords

And strike at my flesh

The wounds ooze blood

I am feeling weak

I fall to my knees

And slip into unconsciousness

And then I awake

I feel worn out and quite disturbed

The start of a new day

With it comes the hope of new beginnings

But I know that in my dreams my past will return to haunt me

I need to end this fight

And bury the bones of my past life

These skeletons of the mind haunt my imagination

Let the battle begin again

I have no choice but to fight on

In time perhaps I will be free of these recurring dreams

bleak midwinter is a song ive wriiten- tell me wat u think

Darkness approaches

Once more I turn to melancholy

Turning in on myself

A period of introspection

Full of doubts

How will I find the light to guide me?

So long in the darkness

Isolated and alone

Time passes by

One empty day after another

Should I end it all?

Is that the only answer?

What happens if I do nothing?

A slow decline

Into middle age and still further on

Into old age

Still nothing has been achieved

A few small successes along the way

But is that enough to save me?

Will God reject my soul as empty and shallow?

Will I be handed to the Devil to hang from the gallows?

xxemoxxfucksxx SAVED MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!

being depressed ,alone and unwanted not a leading a normal life of a fourteen year old

being crushed by nasty remarks and being battered to a pulp 5 days a week

who would want to live after that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i love my friends 4ever

having scars from my life and the beatings is not a nice thought

its scary

thank u

stop homophobia

r u sick of homophobia just like me why isn't it accepted wats the difference

so wat if you attracted to the same sex just enjoy it your in love