Graveyard Poem by Aly Grey

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Monday, December 21,2009 at 10: 41pm | Edit Note | Delete
Dreams
You walked into my life with a smile that blinded me of your faults,
Almost seemed as though you were perfect and things couldn’t be better,
But the calm of the storm was over when I said” I love you”
There was when I made a huge mistake,
So aware that your love was fake,
I couldn’t even try to fantasize,
It was made known to me that I was living a lie.
I couldn’t find any reason,
For me to continue breathing,
I’ve cried and made promises that we both knew I couldn’t keep,
I dread getting in bed and falling asleep,
To dream a dream that stinks of you,
Tomorrow after will reek of you.
My tears of scarlet blood stain my face with pain,
There isn’t a way that I’ll remain sane,
Losing my sanity drenched in humanity,
Lost everything soulless I’m empty.
A dream I dread I have nightmares instead,
I hate the living and envy the dead,
I dream of a meadow; NO! my grave,
Or am I burnt and perished into the waves?
I dream of us; NO! I dream of me standing over your dead body,
Oops I meant you over my dead body,
People who pass stop and stare,
They’re in complete awe,
My dreams spell nightmare,
I don’t want them anymore!
©of Aliyah ᴙ abathaly.

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Aly Harajuku Grey lol tanx cuz
December 21,2009 at 11: 11pm · Aminah Amor-punkprincess Khan I like it
December 22,2009 at 1: 11am ·
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Monday, December 21,2009 at 10: 31pm | Edit Note | Delete
Christmas
Stockings hung by the fireplace with care,
Filling my eyes with blood for tears,
Santa’s dead and won’t ever come down the chimney,
Mom is dead so screw the family,
Blah Blah Blah Merry Fucking Christmas! ! !
Gifts tightly wrapped,
All the love that I ever lacked,
My terrified screams pierce the air,
Maniacal laughter makes my year,
Santa’s list made and he checked it twice,
Now he knows that naughty not nice.
Screams of pain pollute the skies,
Children’s laughter and scared cries,
The sorrow that within my midst,
The children run through the streets showing their pathetic gifts,
Reassuring me I’ll always hate this,
Roaming through the laughter are nonchalant teens,
Walking about with their Christmas tees,
Ho Ho Ho Merry Fucking Christmas! ! ! !


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Marc ✯ ╬ ✯ O'Polo Thank you...I know you won't be a serial killer when you grow up. Hehehehe...lol
December 23,2009 at 6: 56pm · Aly Harajuku Grey LOL yeah....
December 23,2009 at 7: 44pm ·
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Monday, December 14,2009 at 9: 26pm | Edit Note | Delete
Stockings hung by the fireplace with care,
Filling the house with Christmas cheer,
Santa’s on his way down the chimney,
Mom is baking ham and turkey,
Celebrating the birth of Jesus,
Ho Ho Ho Merry Christmas! ! !
Gifts tightly wrapped,
Under the tree the boxes stacked,
The freshly baked bread’s aroma fills the air,
Reminding us the time of year,
Santa’s list made and he checked it twice,
All of those who are naughty or nice.
Screams of joy pollutes the skies,
Children’s laughter and happy cries,
Food upon the well decorated tables,
Jesus born in a manger among stables,
The nativity scene decked with lights,
The love in the houses such a beautiful sight.
The children run through the streets showing their gifts,
Parents laughing among themselves with their Christmas wit,
Roaming through the laughter are nonchalant teens,
Walking about with their Christmas tees,
Celebrating the birth of Jesus,
Ho Ho Ho Merry Christmas! ! ! !
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Thursday, November 26,2009 at 9: 42pm | Edit Note | Delete
In my house there is a home,
Home to whom? left unknown,
But til the dawn of a depressed tomorrow,
We live in a housev built on sorrow,
Alone in a gloomy dark mist,
I sit staring into space, a razor fixed at my wrist.

As i look at the headstone above my grave,
Engraved in bold ' Aly the Brave'
This saying sso untrue,
If it were i won't love you.
If only i could let 'you' past,
And our last kiss'll be our last.

You made me think you loved me,
And that we'll last an eternity.
Now i'm gonna let you let you go,
But its hard i can't say no,
Its too late now i've done my deed,
In my suicide note you would read,
I tied a rope around my neck,
Jump and scream what the heck!

Your tears will stain the letter,
In the afterlife i'l be better.
Away from you and your tainted love,
Looking down on you from above.

The recurring pain unbearable,
A solomn death so comfortable.
In a world of hurt and pain,
There's no sunshine only rain,
Forever gloomy forever scarred,
Tis the life in a graveyard.