ive built a room
inside my head
the ceiling's black
the walls are red
and in this room
is where i keep
all my thoughts
that you might seek
i took the stars
from my eyes
and stuck them on the ceiling
i cried and wished on every one
just to have this feeling
the pieces of my shattered heart
are scattered on the floor
would you pick up every one
and leave me wanting more?
did you know that these walls
were once a snowy white?
i painted them red with my own blood
one disturbing night
these pillows once the palest pink
have faded into black
and even though it cut so deep
i wouldnt take it back
the ceiling's black
with stars from midnight eyes
they fell from crimson teardrops
caused by deception and lies
secrets of scars from long ago
are written on the walls
secrets from times when no one was there
to help me break my fall
in this room
sits a bed of flames
its here that i die
im so ashamed
but sometimes in my darkest hour
i finally see the light
through tears and haunting memories
i found its worth the fight
jesus Megs this poem broke me in half onlt because its how i feel. the words are so freakin real with the blood and the blacknes inside of you. This poem is the only poem so far that made speack out loud. and what i said was jesus megs i wish i could be there to cuddle and cry with you. only you make me feel loved and wanted and i hope that never ever goes away because you are my reason to life. well kisses for you and life.