The Devil's Own B***h > Writing | WritersCafe.org

I do these things, Not for myself, But because I feel it may Be best for you. I lock myself inside my head, Drown myself in my own misery, Jus..

Oh how I wish I could fly With the wings of a butterfly. I’d swoop and soar above the earth I’d smile and shriek with mirth. Oh to b..

Forever in darkness Is where I will be, Because to step out into the light, Just isn’t me. I have tried and tried again To be who I&rsq..

This place I find myself in Is not the place I want to be. It’s dark in here, It’s so cold. God, it’s lonely in here. I feel ..

When the Night Turns to day, We feel our powers Slip away. We, the dark ones Spend our nights Wrapped around our victims Shrilling with del..

Who do I turn to when I feel so alone? Where do I go to when there is nowhere left to turn? What am I to do when all I ever do seems to be wrong? ..

I didn’t know that when we met, I’d one day fall so deeply in love with you; I didn’t know that my life would feel complete And..

How often I wish That I wasn’t me, That there were someone better For me to be. I want to be Who they seem to think I am – I want..

Standing in the rain I feel tears start trickling Down my face. Looking down I remember How you said You’d love to watch me Standing i..

If scarlet streams stain your wrists I’ll be there to heal the wounds. If you find yourself freefalling I’ll be there to catch you. ..