April Avalon Poems
|41.||Get Over It||1/4/2009|
|44.||What's Going On||2/25/2009|
|45.||Accept My Demands||3/11/2009|
|48.||Nothing Else Counts||6/2/2009|
|49.||The Voice Of Despair||6/9/2009|
|50.||Charm And Poison||7/16/2009|
|53.||At Any Rate||7/24/2009|
|55.||Fate And Fortune||1/27/2010|
|59.||The Words Of Anguish||7/10/2010|
|61.||Riot Of Word||8/27/2010|
|62.||In The Gutter||9/12/2010|
|63.||From The Heart||9/19/2010|
|64.||Every Single Evening's Plot||2/17/2009|
|67.||Lies Of A Loss||12/2/2008|
|68.||Gloomy Crowd's Man||9/9/2009|
|72.||Madness So Sweet||3/21/2011|
|75.||A Desperate City||2/1/2009|
|76.||Blow Job Queen||8/5/2009|
|77.||Welcome To Fail||6/18/2009|
|78.||Romance Is Dead||11/6/2008|
Romance Is Dead
A glass of cheap vodka tastes just like depression -
It hurts to be sober tonight.
The mirror reflects such a hideous expression
That I promptly turn off the light.
Some porno, then casual sex with my hand...
Oh damn! This is something I shouldn't have said.
Why don't you believe that I need no boyfriend -
No problems, no worries, no tears, no regret?
Romance is dead,
And so am I,
I can't forget
My perfect lie.
I still recall
The times we had.
Oh well, that's all.
Romance is dead.
I can't fall asleep, so I get on the net,
The Last Words
The cold sky above me is crying
To meet my last day, one more story is over.
A wrist, razorblade - now I hope I'm becoming
The pain in your heart. In your mind, never sober
You'll see just a guise of me, bleeding so badly.
I'm dying in pain - that is what I have chosen.
And if you had been there, you still could have saved me.
You could... it's too late. Now I'm lying here, frozen.