Biography of Lacey Saulisbury
I'm only twelve, but I love to write poetry.
and I hope to one day get my work published.
I dont have much a a biography yet, concidering my short time on the earth, but I plan to do great things,
Even with my occasional suicidal feelings.
Lacey Saulisbury Poems
The Black Parade
Deeper breaths deny me rest from internal destined pain. I'd dream to death if pills would let me forget all reliefs strain.
The Dream of me, being with him. The Dream of his touch to my skin. The Dream of him holding my kin. But no, the dream is wearing thin.
You And I
Breathing in the same sequence While trying to make sense of your situation That we got ourselves in,
This time. This is the most time. The most stressful ride, it took it's toll.
I Hate The Cold Front
The Cold Front, It's just like you. Only The weather, cannot mislead you.
Deticated To Gerard Arthur Way, Please allow your humble spirt to return to you... ------------------
Let Me Brake Your Self Infliction
Oh you look so tired, Your mind is in black and white. Your bleeding arms and your shining eyes, Yet you face is as clean, as your life is blind.
We're out to kill, ignore the pill. And I won't let it show, the Sacrifice.
He Hit Me
The Lies, and The Hurt.
Wont You Let Me Help?
Behind your voice, I hear your sadness, Behind that smile, I see your tears,
Stare At You
We watch you, We watch you,
You'Re Still Not Here
Did you ever care to bare with me?
I'm Speckeled with you glory, yet I still feel the Shame. Eveverything's so different, But I still Feel the Same. You tell me to be confident, and my anger gets the best of me. You try to make it better, But I just want you to leave.
Today And Tomarrow
Today, Sitting Between Two Graves, With in Cemetery Gates, In the Fog and The Haze.
I'm Seeing you through warm summer screening,
and It burns my eyes.
You all know the reason I'm bleeding,
with in my disguise.
I shouldn't let you control me completely,
But you words defeat me,