I come from a place containing nothing but hate and pain I descided to look up and wander through the misery and hell the rain was pouring but I didn’t look down
Author: cut and bound, alone in the dark...
Im a Norwegian Commie, and I dont got anything to do so I sit all day and write a lot of bulls**t poetry n' stuff... That and I listen to music like Marilyn Manson, Deftones and that kinda stuff....
Place called Pain; a song by me, performed live in oslo
Hate Devestation Devotion and Pain
the barrel seemed dark, and endless…
I picked up the gun. I held it in front of my eyes, and I looked down the deep, dark and empty barrel. The gun contained three out of six bullets. I held the it in a loose grip with both of my hands. It was a part of me now. It should determin whether… Continue reading the barrel seemed dark, and endless…
resistance; a poem about failed revolution…
Like a bullet piercing Through my soul These walls are coming down With a sledge I hammer With some courage I dear Like stones breaking glass I’m breaking the barriers
black tears; a poem
Like a bullet piercing through my soul the pain never seems to stop why must I live through this hell
the walls surrounds, and closing in
My mind feels so tight The walls that surrounds They feel closer each day I feel boxed in
cut and bound, alone in the dark…
So cold So dark The darkness surrounds My soul shaking and fading My life has come to its end