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All EndsIf you cut you'll bleed
If you bleed you'll die
If you're sad you'll smile
And if you smile it's a lie

If you lie you'll live
If you live you'll die
If you cheat you'll win
And if you win you'll cry

If you cry you'll lose
If you lose you'll die
If you run you'll stay
And if you stay you'll fly

If you fly you'll fall
If you fall you'll die
'Cause no-one will catch you
If your life is a lie.

Who Needs Friends?Dear Loneliness,
Will you be my friend?
Because I seem to just be a trend,
That the world has put to bed.

Dear Sorrow,
Will you make me smile?
Because Happiness has run a mile,
Just like everything else I need.

Dear Pessimism,
Will you help me hope?
Because Optimism is a slippery slope,
When you've seen the world.

Dear Apathy,
Will you make me care?
Because I hate Interest's flare,
In a place too dull for life.

Dear Agony,
Will you make me content?
Because you're the one that'll prevent,
That which I long for.

Dear Death,
Will you make me feel alive?
Because I don't even want to survive,
In a world that cares too much.

Forever - PHAN - Never Part TwoFandom: YouTube
Pairing: Phan (AmazingPhil/Danisnotonfire)
Point of You: Phil

Second, concluding part of 'Never' http://coldkid.deviantart.com/gallery/39806545#/d5k6zkh

“Dan, c’mon, mate! Let me in, yeah?” I pause and rattle the bright-red box in my hand like I’m trying to get a puppy to come to the tempting sound of it’s favourite treats. “I’ve got some Malteser’s for you if you open the door.”

“Fuck off, Phil. I’m not fucking five.”

Okay, that hurt. So Dan’s said stuff like that before, just never in this way; all spiteful and spat out like it’s meant sp

Whoops - PHANFandom: YouTube
Pairing: Phan (AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire)

"Dan. I want. I." The older boy huffs, slumping against the lockers that line the school corridors. "Daniel Howell, can I kiss you?"

Dan just looks stunned, as though someone just told him that he's actually a fictional character in a videogame and all of this is some kind of Matrix-style lie. He seems to shrink even further into his too-big blazer, the action making him look more like a jittery first year rather than a fairly confident Year Ten talking to his boyfriend in the year above. His eyes, brown and huge, dilate slightly, filling with something that the older of the two p

Life Sucks, So DieI may not be nice,
I may not be kind,
But there is something
On my mind.
It is something
That I must share;
It is the reason
Why life isn't fair.

Life may not be kind,
Life may not be nice,
But it is what it is and that
Has to suffice.
We don't get a choice;
Life is just this
And we are forced to rejoice.

We must be thankful
For every and all
awesome and awful;
The rise and the fall.
It could be worse,
You could be in a hearse,

But what if that's what you want?
What if that's you're dream;
If it makes you smile and beam?

Then you're an outcast,
Reject,
Freak,
And the won't let you leave.
And your life just got worse.

What You KnowSometimes the disinfectant hurts more than the infection,
Sometimes the pain is better than the protection.

Sometimes the tears sting more than the smile,
Sometimes the yard tires more than the mile.

Sometimes the blood shines brighter than the blade,
Sometimes the heart is blacker than the spade.

Sometimes the kiss is sharper than the slap,
Sometimes the lure is worth the trap.

Sometimes the night is lighter than the day,
Sometimes the beast is weaker than the prey.

Sometimes the cut hurts less than the sob,
Sometimes the break is harder than the job.

Sometimes the lie is prettier than the truth,
Sometimes the alibi is better than the

I Found Me - MINDONFandom: My Chemical Romance/Panic! At The Disco
Pairing: Mindon (Mikey Way and Brendon Urie)
Point of View: Brendon

Fourth part to/set in the same universe as "Out of Gas".

Pete told me my Mikey was good, told me with unparalleled admiration and pride consuming his entire being, but I never thought he meant this good. Largely because this isn't good; it's fucking flawless, almost as perfect as Mikey Way himself is. And that's saying something.

I don't think that I've ever been more proud of Mikes as I am right now, sat on the edge of his bed whilst he stands next to the amp, his beloved implement of second-to-none audible magnificence cr

Protector - PHAN - OKAY PART 2Fandom: YouTube
Pairing: Phan (AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire)
Point of View: Phil

He had a nightmare last night, one that sent him screaming and flailing and sobbing into my arms in a worryingly un-Dan-like way. It was a nightmare about today; about coming into school. All because a group of kids decided to use him as their own personal punching-bag.

We'd had such a lovely weekend as well, just the two of us.

On Saturday we watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer for fourteen hours solid, me checking on his battle scars every few minutes through this inescapable fear of him slipping away from me despite his protests of him being perfectly alright,

Carry OnI like sharp things;
The way they shine
The way they hurt
The way they leave a red line.

I like to bleed;
The way it's red
They way it hurts
The way it washes out what they said.

I like to live;
The way it's wrong
The way it hurts
The way it tells me that I am strong.

Name MeDon't call me childish,
When you treat me like a child.
Don't call me crazy,
When you drive me wild.

Don't ask me for help,
When you've left me to drown.
Don't ask me to smile,
When you've made me frown.

Don't make me fight,
When you can't defend.
Don't make me be honest,
When you can't pretend.

Don't tell me to dream,
When you're my nightmare.
Don't damn me to hell,
When you're my only prayer.

Do save yourself;
It's too late for me.
Do ignore the rules;
For me, set yourself free.

Red ScreamsSmiling at me, shiny silver teeth
Begging my wrist
For one chaste
Kiss.

Grinning at me, that evil smirk
Making my heart pound
Going berserk.

So sharp so
Good
I know I
Could
And really I
Would
Because I
Should.

Arm’s too full of blood
Of scars
From attempts to
Join the stars.

Photo album of
Ruby caresses
My diary of my
Crimson lament
Showing one
Statement;
I am still
Alive.

Brighter Than a Star - MINDONFandom: My Chemical Romance/Fall Out Boy/Panic! At The Disco
Pairing: Mindon (Mikey Way and Brendon Urie)
Point of View: Brendon

Seventh part to/set in the same universe as "Out of Gas".

Saturday night's date night. Not just for me and my Mikey, but seemingly for everyone else as well; Gerard's taken Frank to the cinema to see some low-budget teen-slasher flic and Pete's gone out too, not to just to the clubs in search of a quick fuck either. With Mikey's new friend, Patrick Stump.

At first I was a little wary of Trick, just as I am with anyone who wants to get close to Mikey, but by the time he'd finished his first mouthful of extra-lar

To BurnI want to set my skin on fire
With Death’s icy embrace.
I want to make my head stop
And my broken heart race.

I want to fade into black
Like fog over the sea.
I want to save them the bother
Of worrying about me.

I want to bleed myself white
Until I really am just a shell.
I want to miss out on heaven
Just to escape this cursed hell.

I want to see her face again
So I can tell her my regret.
I want her face to leave me
So that I can maybe forget.

I want my friends to be happy
But I stop that from being so.
I want to lose all control
And let the red blood flow.

I want to leave this place
And abandon all breath.
I want to do something

Eating In - PIKEYFandom: My Chemical Romance/Fall Out Boy
Pairing: Pikey (Pete Wentz and Mikey Way)
Point of View: Pete

"I'm sorry, Pete." Mikey mumbles into his plate of untouched chicken Chow Mein, tone about as sullen as his wavering little face. "I know I'm a fuck-up."

At the morose little squeak that I don't think I was meant to hear, I throw my empty carton of sweet 'n' sour onto my grubby carpet and fill the empty space in my lap with my boyfriend; a certain Mr Mikey Way. The skinny fifteen-year-old instantaneously nestles into me like a bullet embedding itself into my heart and in return I cuddle him close, hands running all over his bony back as

The Opposite of a ParadoxMisery makes me happy
Because it means I'm real
And pain makes me content
Because it makes me feel.

Sleep makes me tired
Because life's too short
And fun makes me bored
Because I know it's been bought.

Breaking makes me fixed
Because it makes me alive
And breathing makes me drown
Because life will deprive.

Lying makes me honest
Because it makes me me
And dying will make me live
Because then I will be free.

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I Am Not Them

by *CorporateRockWhore, Oct 29, 2012, 11:33:14 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

I've got the scars on my skin,
Reminding what I've done,
Who I've been;
Never letting me forget
Everything that I regret
And making sure I know
That I am not Them.

When the moon is way up high,
And the world is in a dream,
I will cry
For all of the death
Within my breath
Whispering into my ear
That I am not Them.

They make me Their shallow joke,
The things They say and do,
Making me choke;
World wants me dead
I'm sick in the head
All because of the fact
That I am not Them.

If I could transform myself,
Make me rich in beauty,
'Cos that's their wealth
I'd rather just die
I want to remain I
Proud of all I am and
That I am not Them.

I think I pity all of the liars,
The way They act like
Sirs and sires.
They aren't truly alive
Just a drone in a hive
Making me thankful
That I am not Them.