Look at Me, A Franada Fanfic by Canadaloverforever, literature
Literature
Look at Me, A Franada Fanfic
It's been a week since Francis told Matthew to leave and he is regretting every moment of it. There is no one around to cook him pancakes or to make out with. He misses coming home from work and seeing Matthew sitting on the couch with that stupid little bear. He misses Matthew...
Francis decides to go out for a drink to get his mind off of Matthew. Once he arrives at the bar he orders a glass of red wine and drinks it slowly while watching everybody who is dancing. Looking closely, he sees a pair of white ears out on the dance floor. He swears they look like Kumo's ears, Matthew's bear. He goes out to the dance floor and just as he suspect
My life is a never ending hole and I don't even know how to get out of it
I've never breathed so much as one breath
While standing infront of my mother
Because my mother doesn't know what love is
My mother will grab my wrist
Drag me all the way upstairs yelling:
YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT
I can't remember the last time I heard those magical three words that can make someone smile for years
I can't remember ever feeling loved
Sure
I got money for things I wanted to buy
And I got spoiled
And I always had food
And a roof over my head
BUT
I would trade all that in for three simple words from the women who gave me life
I love you
I take a deep breath
But that isn't going to help
Because I am drowning
Drowning in my own fears
Pulled down by the suction of society's image
Sinking because I'm not skinny enough to float
I'm crying
But my tears rise up, out of the water
Because that's the only thing society wants to see
I was the girl that seemed "unbreakable"
But I broke
I dropped my fake smile
And whispered...
I just can't take this anymore
Tears swell up in my eyes
But I won't let them fall
You will not see me break
I am strong
I am your big sister
I am your role model
You look up to me
I have to be strong
For you
So I will not let the tears fall
And I will swallow my pain
Just so maybe you can see that
Maybe...
The world isn't
Only full of pain
As I grab the razor out of my book tears stream down my face
Words you've said flash through my mind like an ever flowing river
I sit down slowly and raise the blade to my wrist
As I tighten my muscles I wonder to myself...why do you love me?
I slide the blade down once....why do you care?
Blood trickles out.....why are you here?
A second slice straight down my arm...would you love me if you knew what I did?
Would you love me if you could watch the blood trickle out?
Would you love me if you saw my skin puff up?
Would you love me if you know that this helped me?
Would you love me?
If you were here by Canadaloverforever, literature
Literature
If you were here
If only you were here
I could wrap my arms around you
Hold you tight
Hoping you smile
If only you were here
I could hold your hand
And squeeze it tight
Looking into your eyes
I hope to see how much you love me
If only you were here
I could kiss you
With passion
If only you were here
...
I could love you
I'm Tired of the Night by Canadaloverforever, literature
Literature
I'm Tired of the Night
I'm tired of staying up late
Never getting enough sleep
Thinking of everything I have done wrong
Not even considering that I actually did something right
I think to hard
About how much everything hurts
Not willing to believe that life can change
I'm tired of staying up late
Because the night
Makes your mind
The scary thing it is
I can't do this anymore
Nothing in my life is working
Every breath I take
Is a single mistake
Every move I make
Is a breaking bone
In someone else's body
Every heartbeat I have
Is a broken relationship
Every word I speak
Is another life taken
I just can't take this anymore
What's the point?
You walk the earth
But you step in between the cracks
You sing to the world
But you are always off pitch
You try to help someone
But your words just fly over their head
So someone tell me
Please
What's the point?
Because I just can't handle this anymore
Take my soul
I never needed it
Take my heart
It only causes me pain
Take my family
They would be happier
Take my friends
Keep them safe
Take the noise that I create
Make a song of sorrow
Take the body I use
I wrecked it
Take my final breath
For I am to weak to take it myself
Make me PART OF YOUR WORLD
I'll IMAGINE DRAGONS
SCARY MONSTERS AND NICE SPRITES
BRING ME TO LIFE
Make THE IMPOSSIBLE become my JOURNEY
My REFLECTION is no longer INVISIBLE to the MAN IN THE MIRROR
'MY SONG' 'GIVES YOU HELL'
QUEEN of a SIMPLE PLAN and KING OF ANYTHING
Why must YOU LIE?
COME LITTLE CHILDREN and FAITHFULLY bow
To the rulers of LOVE AND THEFT
WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE
The parade of GUNS AND HORSES
Where every kid hugs their MAMA in fear
THE POINT OF NO RETURN has come
Children are WIDE AWAKE but wishing it was all JUST A DREAM
A CIVIL WAR of GUNS AND ROSES
PARADISE CITY, WHERE THE STREETS HAVE NO NAMES
THE POLICE don't care if
Look at Me, A Franada Fanfic by Canadaloverforever, literature
Literature
Look at Me, A Franada Fanfic
It's been a week since Francis told Matthew to leave and he is regretting every moment of it. There is no one around to cook him pancakes or to make out with. He misses coming home from work and seeing Matthew sitting on the couch with that stupid little bear. He misses Matthew...
Francis decides to go out for a drink to get his mind off of Matthew. Once he arrives at the bar he orders a glass of red wine and drinks it slowly while watching everybody who is dancing. Looking closely, he sees a pair of white ears out on the dance floor. He swears they look like Kumo's ears, Matthew's bear. He goes out to the dance floor and just as he suspect
My life is a never ending hole and I don't even know how to get out of it
I've never breathed so much as one breath
While standing infront of my mother
Because my mother doesn't know what love is
My mother will grab my wrist
Drag me all the way upstairs yelling:
YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT
I can't remember the last time I heard those magical three words that can make someone smile for years
I can't remember ever feeling loved
Sure
I got money for things I wanted to buy
And I got spoiled
And I always had food
And a roof over my head
BUT
I would trade all that in for three simple words from the women who gave me life
I love you
I take a deep breath
But that isn't going to help
Because I am drowning
Drowning in my own fears
Pulled down by the suction of society's image
Sinking because I'm not skinny enough to float
I'm crying
But my tears rise up, out of the water
Because that's the only thing society wants to see
I was the girl that seemed "unbreakable"
But I broke
I dropped my fake smile
And whispered...
I just can't take this anymore
Tears swell up in my eyes
But I won't let them fall
You will not see me break
I am strong
I am your big sister
I am your role model
You look up to me
I have to be strong
For you
So I will not let the tears fall
And I will swallow my pain
Just so maybe you can see that
Maybe...
The world isn't
Only full of pain
As I grab the razor out of my book tears stream down my face
Words you've said flash through my mind like an ever flowing river
I sit down slowly and raise the blade to my wrist
As I tighten my muscles I wonder to myself...why do you love me?
I slide the blade down once....why do you care?
Blood trickles out.....why are you here?
A second slice straight down my arm...would you love me if you knew what I did?
Would you love me if you could watch the blood trickle out?
Would you love me if you saw my skin puff up?
Would you love me if you know that this helped me?
Would you love me?
If you were here by Canadaloverforever, literature
Literature
If you were here
If only you were here
I could wrap my arms around you
Hold you tight
Hoping you smile
If only you were here
I could hold your hand
And squeeze it tight
Looking into your eyes
I hope to see how much you love me
If only you were here
I could kiss you
With passion
If only you were here
...
I could love you
I'm Tired of the Night by Canadaloverforever, literature
Literature
I'm Tired of the Night
I'm tired of staying up late
Never getting enough sleep
Thinking of everything I have done wrong
Not even considering that I actually did something right
I think to hard
About how much everything hurts
Not willing to believe that life can change
I'm tired of staying up late
Because the night
Makes your mind
The scary thing it is
I can't do this anymore
Nothing in my life is working
Every breath I take
Is a single mistake
Every move I make
Is a breaking bone
In someone else's body
Every heartbeat I have
Is a broken relationship
Every word I speak
Is another life taken
I just can't take this anymore
What's the point?
You walk the earth
But you step in between the cracks
You sing to the world
But you are always off pitch
You try to help someone
But your words just fly over their head
So someone tell me
Please
What's the point?
Because I just can't handle this anymore
Take my soul
I never needed it
Take my heart
It only causes me pain
Take my family
They would be happier
Take my friends
Keep them safe
Take the noise that I create
Make a song of sorrow
Take the body I use
I wrecked it
Take my final breath
For I am to weak to take it myself
Make me PART OF YOUR WORLD
I'll IMAGINE DRAGONS
SCARY MONSTERS AND NICE SPRITES
BRING ME TO LIFE
Make THE IMPOSSIBLE become my JOURNEY
My REFLECTION is no longer INVISIBLE to the MAN IN THE MIRROR
'MY SONG' 'GIVES YOU HELL'
QUEEN of a SIMPLE PLAN and KING OF ANYTHING
Why must YOU LIE?
COME LITTLE CHILDREN and FAITHFULLY bow
To the rulers of LOVE AND THEFT
WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE
The parade of GUNS AND HORSES
Where every kid hugs their MAMA in fear
THE POINT OF NO RETURN has come
Children are WIDE AWAKE but wishing it was all JUST A DREAM
A CIVIL WAR of GUNS AND ROSES
PARADISE CITY, WHERE THE STREETS HAVE NO NAMES
THE POLICE don't care if
Now I know no one has complained about it.....but I am sorry for all my sad poems.
Guess what? I have no ispiration for chapter VII at all......I have sat at my desk for hours thinking but NOTHING
:blackrose: Sabrina :blackrose:
I really like your poems. I feel like I can relate to some of them. They are so deep and full of emotion, and the words come together perfectly. Nice job!