It's just Erica against Earth.

-Those Three Words-
Follow this road
Down the bridges of our past
And over the hills of our future.
Let's go on a picnic in the pastures.

The sunset burns the sky,
Setting the clouds aflame.
You can hear the wind in your ears
And feel the shiver from the cold.

Dew gathers on ours clothes,
But the chill is not an issue.
Hold me tight in your arms-
Your warm, comforting arms.

I need someone to lean on.
I need someone who needs me.
Will you make me feel alive?
Will you give me the kiss of life?

Let's hide out in your bedroom.
Get under the covers and fall asleep.
I'll keep you safe all night.
Just promise that you'll dream of me.

The moon shines bright,
Flickering shadows and light on the wall.
They dance and sway
At the motions of every breeze.

I whisper in your ear those three words,
The ones that can cause pain or joy.
I was so scared that you wouldn't say them back,
But it won't matter if you don't know.

I fall asleep against you,
Drifting into the nightmares that tear me.
Why do you always leave in them?
I don't know what to trust when they seem to come true.

I finally start to rest easy,
Realizing that you are mine forever.
Can you tell me that you love me
So that I can breathe once again?

-Just a Ghost-
I miss you.
But I'm just one of those ghosts.
I show up, but then the person I need forgets me
So I disappear...
I need to find someone to rely on,
And I think that you are that support.
You are the one I trusted most,
But it seemed like you pushed me away.
I'm just a ghost.
I always wonder if you think of me
Because I can't stop thinking of you.
You are in my dreams.
Sometimes things get hard,
But will you promise me that it'll be alright?
I know that my future seems so much brighter,
But only with you.
I've been gone away for a while.
I've been trying to run from my mistakes.
Would you care to see
My broken heart and twisted mind?
Maybe then you will understand
That I'm just a ghost,
Traveling endlessly.
We can run from our mistakes and past
With no conviction or restriction.
We just go in circles.
You are still the only one with my heart,
But everything seems to echo.
Do you think we should wait and see
What it will be
When you know who I am?
I'm not the same
Without you to keep me happy.
I'm just a ghost to everyone.
They don't care about me,
But I hope that you do.
I want to have you forever.
I'm sure if I still have the strength
To hold on to something so uncertain
And so unsteady.
Will you be my lungs
That keep this dead heart beating?
But I guess I don't need to breathe
If I'm just a ghost to you too.
So prove to me that you need me.
Show me that you love me,
Even if you can't promise it forever.
I don't want to be a ghost anymore.

-Scarecrow Soul-
You start a fire
To destroy the evidence
Of everything we had going.
It burns a coffin
Underneath our haunted home.

It begins to melt away the ice
Over a once beating heart.

The heart of a monster.
The heart of a vampire.
The heart of a blood thirsty lover.
The heart of a murderer.
The heart of a soul stealer.

The demon inside her wakes up,
Not breathing, but alive.

It pulls apart her skin
And enters her veins,
Spreading poison to her mind.

Don't run. Don't hide.
She'll get you anyway.
Don't run. Don't hide. Don't fight.
She'll get you anyway.

Her thoughts turn to someone else's.
Her bright hazel eyes dull to black.
Her rounded fangs sharpen.
Her cold heart disappears to nothing.

She forgets who she is,
Who she once was.
She wears a mask
To hide her hideous face.
The once beautiful skin she wore
Had been mutilated.
Delicate little lips
Were stitched together.
Mesmorizing eyes covered
By sewed on buttons.
Sharp hearing turned to deafness.

She became a scarecrow,
A scarecrow filled with fragile bones
And empty veins
And ruined organs.

She doesn't breathe
Or speak
Or hear
Or see
Or feel.

Don't run. Don't hide.
She'll get you anyway.
Don't run. Don't hide. Don't fight.
I'll get you anyway.

I'll steal that pretty little soul of yours.
I'll destroy that beating heart.
I'll stop those breathing lungs.
I'll tear up that perfect skin.
I'll dig myself underneath
And show you who I am.
Show you who I've become.

Now who is the broken one?
Tell me I haven't won.
I've watched you kill me
Through these years
Filled of tears.

Don't run. Don't hide.
I'll get you anyway.
Don't run. Don't hide. Don't fight.
I'll get you anyway.

Can you finally understand me?
Do you see my pain?
You wondered why I dripped blood
In the bathtub.
My wrists have been bleeding
Longer than you think.

I've finally become
Someone that I am proud of.
A scarecrow,
But a broken soul.

Now I found love
From the only one who can see me
For who I am
And not what I once was.

Don't run. Don't hide.
I'll leave you in your own memories.
Don't run. Don't hide. Don't fight.
I'll let you destroy yourself.

-The Tell-Tale Heart- (my version)
Why will you say that I am mad?
My senses are only acute.
I am, though, neither glad nor sad
That I killed the vulture-eyed brute.

His eye, the torturous eye,
Was a pale blue, filmed like glass.
When the eye fell upon me, blood froze, no lie.
Now let me explain how I killed his mass.

I was cautious and used sagacity.
Hiding my intentions, I was kind.
My sneaking and creeping took audacity.
Do you still say that I am vexed in the mind?

Every midnight, I looked upon him.
On the eighth night, I took his life.
it was so clever, but grim.
My patience was sharper than a knife.

I creeped to the door and opened it, silently.
He wouldn't even dream of my deeds.
i chuckled and he moved violently.
He sat up, clenching his sheets.

I kept silent and stilled.
He, as well, didn't move and sat listening.
He knew he was going to be killed,
For he made a groan of terror, the eye glistening.

I pitied him, but stayed near the door.
His fears were growing upon him.
He cried, "It's only a mouse crossing the floor."
All this in vain because Death was near and dim.

I opened the lantern, little by little.
An impossibly small ray fell upon the Evil Eye.
I heard his heart, weak and brittle.
I began panting, but made not even a sigh.

I realized the groans were pleas for help.
Now was the old man's hour!
I leaped into the toom with a loud yelp.
The eye was open, but I ignored it's power.

He shrieked as I tugged him off the bed,
Pulling the heavy weapon over him.
I made sure to cover his head,
Leaving show his limbs.

I smiled as his heart ceased.
Pushing the bed, I looked at his empty frame.
he was stone dead, to say the least.
The eye had finally been made tame.

I dismembered the old man's limbs
And hid them under the floor.
There was no blood to cleanse.
At dawn there came a knock at the door.

A neighbor heard a shriek during the night.
The police had been informed of foul play.
They came to see if there was a plight.
I felt confident to lead them astray.

As we chatted, my body began aching.
There was a sound, the thump of a heart.
The noise made me furious. There was no more faking.
Yet, they heard not the beat tearing me apart.

No! They did! They were mocking me!
I couldn't take this anymore.
I yelled, "Villains! Tear up the planks and see!
I hide the beating of his hideous heart no more!"

-I Am Weak Without You-
My tears are filled with pain.
My blood is tainted and vain.
I am weak without you.

I have a troubled past
That reaches very far and vast.
I am lost without you.

No one understands my thoughts.
They think my mind can be bought.
I am invisible without you.

I used to cry and cut and scream.
But now those are just dreams.
I am happy with you.

My fears come in big and small,
But now I can defeat them all.
I am brave with you.

People try to hold me down,
But I stand tall with you around.
I am strong with you

-Forgotten Nomads-
The past is vague with opaque view.
Beasts of this planet come and go.
The left-behind haunts us.

The worshippers kneil at their pue.
Unknown spirits travel to and fro.
Leaving not even air at fuss.

These wanderers are ghosts,
Living in the past time.
They have left memories and thought.

Powers and invisibility, they boast.
All leave behind sin and crime.
Moving on is what they have sought.

-Signs-
Can you see the signs?
Can you read between the lines?
Do you see the hurt on their faces?
Do you see them moving in paces?
They are stressed for many reasons.
They change and fade like seasons.
"Everyone is different," is what that say.
Everyone is the same in some way.
No one sees the signs.
No one isn't blind.
We are all lost in war, whether inside or out.
We all have opinions, beliefs, and doubt.
The true answer is hidden away.
The signs just point to which way.

-The Plastic Smile-
I sit and cry every once in a while,
But then I put on the plastic smile.
My friends don't know who I really am,
But I love every last one of them.
I love them with all of my heart and soul.
They treat me with gentle care like I am gold.
I kiss my best friend's cheek,
And smile that she is here even when I am week.
Their thoughts of me are heard in my head,
Saying, "We want better for you," but blood is still dripping red.
My soul is locked away in a chamber.
So far into the unknown danger.
I love my friends, yet I still sit and cry every once in a while.
Then, again, I put on the plastic smile.

-Smile-
Smile... It's only death.
Smile... It's only life.
Smile... It's only dark.
Smile... It's only light.
Smile... It's only evil.
Smile... It's only good.
Smile... It's only confusion.
Smile... It's only choice.

-Amnesia-
She doesn't remember my name.
Or the times we shared.
Her heart beats for someone else now
Because her feelings have disappeared.

Her thoughts are different
From before her injury.
My heart is crushed.
How could this be?

Please wake up.
I need you breathing and well.
Have you forgotten me?
Only time will tell.

-Stay-
The people in my life come and go.
They tear me apart but you put me back together again.
My breathing is uneven because I'm unsure of how this will turn out in the end.
You take my hand and show me the way
To where I can find who I once was and who I should be.
I cry every night because of the ones that hurt me and have left.

Please stay with me through this.

My heart is already broken, but i need someone to love me and keep me alive.
I'm here for you.
I'm breathing for you.

Just promise me that you won't leave my side,

Even if i have ruined everything.
I want to be there for you through this all.
I want to take away your pain and give you everything you want.
I know i'm not what you need,
But you are what that I need.

Please stay close.

Don't let them take you away from me.
I'm already lost,
But without you i'm not going to make it through alive.
Leave your hopes behind because I will try my best,
And fail, but i need you with me.

Stay by my side.

-Wicked Beauty-
The dandelion in my garden:
Pretty enough for me to let stay.
It tears apart the flowers
And kills the roses and lillies.

A weed that destroys me,
Ruins my ground and base,
Takes everything I have,
Then leaves a mess behind.

No matter how many times I rip it out,
It comes back once again;
Pulling out my heart and soul-
Showing the demon inside.