Vampiric13

how can she be so tender? if no one can reach her up so high on her pedestal so high all alone. how can she be so fragile? how come momma' it looks like she might just slip see momma she's rocking back in forth like that teasing her fate maybe they cut her down she might just fall from her cloud and choke on her halo a noose fit for one of such grace see momma. she fell. fallen from her grace. let's pluck the feathers from her back and breast and crown her our god spun from thorns of black and cobwebs of silver twine tell me momma tell me momma how come she's so tender if no one can reach her so high and mighty upon h

 Bleached White A girl sat alone in the empty gray vehicle with dirt grimed windows parked in the parking lot across from a hospital. Her hair was unkept, standing on end it's very split ends,as if it had not yet been washed. Wisps of her grunged blonde hair hung over her pale forehead as she glared daggers at the sign that read "the Memorial Hospital". She could hear nothing. Not the shouts of traffic or screeching of the nearby sirens. Anyone would assume she was just deaf or lethargic, assuming anyone would assume anything about her sitting there. A familiar voice interrupted her muted inner turmoil, "We are here now honey... You can g

about mary jane. behind her glazed over mirror.she was a pretty face.like the rest.round and plump. rosey and sweet.pale lips chapped together. milky sweet deserts she was covered in. cracked and dry. wisps of banshee blonde hung. others stringy danced and played. maryjane stood infront of her reflection. eyes plastered. empty eyes. hazel pools of empty. sweet little innocent maryjane. what happended my maryjane? it was all just a little too much wasn't my mary. you just fell over the peek of your mountain. falling from grace maryjane? holding your world by a piece of string mary? is that it mary? drowning in your sorrows ma