Biography of Crystal Fuller
Some people may i say i am goth or emo/emotinoal, but the way i see i am who i am. there should be no titels beides our names. i like to spend my time reading, lestening to music, and writing poetry or short stories.my favorite colors are black and purple.
and i dont care for mushrooms (and yes i relize how ramdom that was) =)
Crystal Fuller Poems
I Am The Metal
I am the metal cutting you wrist, I do your bidding. Even if I don’t understand your mind and its twist; You cut while the world thinks you’re kidding.
My One Last Dream
One last dream of rejecting your protective arms... One last dream of harm... One last dream of never changing... One last dream of never being held...
Our Silent Screams
Can you hear them? They linger in the lighting that’s dim. They are the silent screams; Of those like me.
What would I say? I want forever with her... I don’t want her to runaway! I’m sorry, I don’t know what I’m doing...
Stay Away My Old Memory
You say we tried Now we must say goodbye. Tell me, what’s you definition of trying? Goodbye, goodbye my dear friend
My Cutter's Lullaby
Your sliver blade Helping you make the world fade. A line of crimson blood; Your blood.
What would I say?
I want forever with her...
I don’t want her to runaway!
I’m sorry, I don’t know what I’m doing...
Would she laugh?
I want her too.
Are you sure she said that?
You’re my best friend,
This is silly; that I’m saying this,
I want to be her hero...