Riding The Boogy Oogy Train Of Life

Browsing Archive: November, 2018

How Darkness Feels

Posted by BoogyVamp on Friday, November 16, 2018,
There's a demon at the door
Waiting to come in
As I'm lying here on the floor
There's no fear within 

This is unfortunate, don't you think
How the waves of my insanity leak
This is how darkness feels 
I'm keeping it real

Dig my roots into the concrete 
So my feet will stay in place
While the hurricane of my thoughts 
Try to win the race
Heartache isn't sweet 
Oh, watch the vines that creep 
This is how darkness feels
I'm keeping it real

There's a flood in the hall
Streaming its way in
Leaking through the wal...

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Going Under

Posted by BoogyVamp on Tuesday, November 13, 2018,
The words are echoing in my head
My imperfections getting the best of me
All the lies told, things that are said
Have left me here struggling to believe

I'm going under, under
I'm going under, under
I've carried this emptiness for so long
Grasping for a love that was never mine
Stitching up these wounds, I'm almost gone
I'm bleeding, bleeding out as if I've already died
I'm going under
Going under, under
Going under, under
Under, under

A broken mirror never reflects the same
I've cut myself gluing back the ...

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Posted by BoogyVamp on Tuesday, November 6, 2018,
Maybe you should hold your tongue
Until you listen to one's journey 
So easily to judge 
Never letting a word in

Maybe you should close your eyes
Until you see more than black and white
So easily to despise
Without a reason why

Tell me why you think you're perfect
Why you kick while someone's down
Demanding respect
Stroking your crown 

There goes judgment
The look in those eyes
There goes hatred
Out of the mouth that lies

Keep on climbing up the stairs of hatred
Keep throwing judgment like an act of God
We all...

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Walls of Thorn

Posted by BoogyVamp on Tuesday, November 6, 2018,
Let the silence speak
Because I don't feel like talking
And I don't feel like smiling 
I'll hold myself while I sleep 
I'm used to the breaking 
Never gaining what I've been craving 

Let my hunger die down
Because I don't want to feel
Nothing in this world is real
Love never sticks around
In the times I'm going down
I'm going down, down, down

Let my heart grow walls of thorn
No one will dare to climb 
All the years of being ripped and torn
Love has only made me blind
Let my heart grow walls of thorn
No one wi...

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Teresa I have a love for writing and reading. I created this website to share what goes on in this strange mind of mine and to express. I'm inspired by the imperfections in our world as those imperfections in humanity and life are what's real and true as well as beautiful. We all have our ups and downs and no matter how young or old we are, rich, poor, where we come from, our hearts beat the same and I think we all are on the same boat of striving for our dreams, love, happiness and hopefully compassion for one another. Thanks for visiting.

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