There is nothing in this world for me. Nothing of substance. There cannot be companionship, happiness or even lonliness anymore. Everything is void & I can’t understand why. I can only press on, moving forward for no reason. Only to survive. But why? What’s the point? Doesn’t matter anymore. Only the cold & thoughts of… Continue reading Neo-Christ
Tag: apathy
relaps
hello. its been almost a year since ive been here. i noticed the date on the last post is may so maby no one is updating anymore. it dosnt really matter. so, things went wrong this evening, worse and worse, and i let myself go down with them. I didnt bother to struggle, to remind… Continue reading relaps
the fallen
hate blood destruction fire apathy chaos burning hell shattered concrete rubble metal iron incinerating skies burning clouds the world a seething mass of people fighting forfood fighting for water fighting to fight, to destroy, to be destroyed to get away from this hell a daily struggle to survive but nobody wants to yet they don’t… Continue reading the fallen
Forever Perfect
I can see your head, hanging; tied with chains and leather on your hands and feet. I just remember how I got you there. It felt so good while I tortured you. You were so beautiful. Your gorgeous light brown hair, Your hands, so delicate, innocent. Those deep eyes I stared at every time I… Continue reading Forever Perfect
Give A Little
Detroit darkness in the snow the life we lead is just so-so the stench of death blood and hate adds to the fears that won’t abate
I die for you randomly (sins)
Cross my heart with your black lies. Stick the bitter into my eyes. Film over vision blures the rest. Apathy mixed with numb erases the memory. Salt in my wounds stains my soul. Distance scars my skin.
IceCold Numbness
Secretly we all find pleasure behind pain, Dark clouds of betrayal make the ways of the world so irate and impossible to explain, Twisted contridictions distort rightieous purity, Diabolic results of sorrow occur from our own insecurity.
Torture by a name
I lay bleeding at your feet You sew your eyes shut and blindly kick at me Every attempt you make to heal me only twists the knife further in You dont see the red tracks of isolation on my limbs You dont see my facade slowly crumbling You dont see me falling apart
I don’t belong here.
Hi everyone. I just registered here to post something real fast, or maybe to reply to some things later. The meaning of my username and title are simply what they mean. Their context, however, is different.
Melancholia
this wasted life. still going through much strife. you stay inside your bed. wishing you and everything was dead.