black tears; a poem

Like a bullet piercing
through my soul
the pain never seems to stop
why must I live through this hell

just to fin an end
The pain
in my soul
it never seems to cease
it’s there without a couse
but it stays
for the pleasure to exploid

By 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....