</>How much blood must be spilled
For us to open our eyes?
How many people must scream
For us to listen?
...
</>my last goodbye to you...
i thought it would be more grand
i thought, perhaps
that the perfect verse
...
Tonight, as you lay dying
I’ll finally tell the truth
I always tried to give you
The love you never gave me
...
Tonight I’m dreaming in red
And it seems I’m surrounded by roses
It’s soft, and comforting
Despite the color’s intensity
...
Hands tied in white ribbon
Pressed together, as in prayer
And perhaps it is
A cross hangs from those hands as well
...
Oh dear God what did we do
What have we become
Why were we so stupid
Why did we listened to them
...
Running races bright and early
Going ‘round in circles
Endlessly, and it feels like insanity
As tears fall down the faces
...
Despite how hard I try
Even when I do just as you say
Even when everyone else says it’s fine
You always say I should’ve done better
...
</>Faded camouflage
Dusty boots
A tattered flag
A ratty coffin
...
</>Destiny can be changed
Lives can be altered
Futures can become different
Hopes can be dashed
...
</>Pale blue beneath paler white
Shifting, morphing, my eyes close
The wind blows, my eyes flash open
It’s gone, but there is another
...
I won't lie to you
And say I've never cried
Nor will I insult you
By saying I never will
...
Though pages in the book of life are numbered
None know for sure what will happen next
As the plot is ever changing
Being altered by interruptions from other lives
...
Hey kid, stage is set
Come on out
It's your turn
Villain, savior,
...
Fly away
To the world of white
Leave the cruel faces
And no friend to call your name
...
In the end,
The final fight
When the odds were none
And the prize was so far away
...
Hey everyone! My name is Frances, but most of the time I do go by Fae or, as some of my closer friends like calling me, Poppet (or Francie-Chan, or Francle-Chan, but I'd rather you avoid those) . I'm generally quiet, and not exactly what most would call social, but I'm happy and I figure that that's all that matters. I love writing, and I'd also love to ask for criticism from the more experienced members of this site. Also, please don't try to start fights with me over my beliefs, because I generally live by the saying each to his own, and I feel that others should too. Honestly, I'm always up for a good debate, but don't be rude. Finally, there are going to be a lot of times when I don't post anything, and am not active here at all, so don't be upset or offended if you send me something and I don't look at it or reply for a while. Thanks!)
Sight, Sound, Touch, Taste, Smell
</>How much blood must be spilled
For us to open our eyes?
How many people must scream
For us to listen?
How many scars must be made
For us to feel the damaged skin?
How much water must we be unable to drink
For us to taste the dust?
How many people must die
For us to smell the decay?
How many times must the world be killed
For us to finally pay attention?