Beautiful girl, I want to kill you. Pretty girl, I want to slit your throat. You make me sick. You’re just like the rest. Mindless droids with rotted out souls.
Tag: existence
Black Heart
I feel the cold rising, deep inside of me, I feel the hate raging, filling my dreams, I feel your stare stabbing, straight through my soul, Surrounded by darkness, I can’t be consoled,
“The Duality of Existence”
I lie in quiet fascination of this sleeping body beside me. Our breath flowing in practiced rhythm to the drum roll of our heartbeats. My senses fill with that indescribable yet all too familiar scent. I still remember. My hand laid across her skin, feeling her warm life beneath my calloused fingers. I clench her… Continue reading “The Duality of Existence”
that was me-2
there is this strange thing about revenge,one can always associate destruction to it. however the reverse did not seem likely to Him. destructiveness unlike revenge did not need to have a motive or even look for one;it just acquired one. destructiveness,working on same levels as creativeness,seemingly highly motivated with no back lash,seemed non-desirous for a… Continue reading that was me-2
iron ledge
into the yard i still walk slowly… between the graves i might find the bullets. in the eyes, in the middle of your foreheads, thoughts will be stolen from thee. tonite is going be late, the shine is rising by now, everything new, everything lightly.
I Hate You
I hate you I hate everything about you I wish you would die I want you to die
desieved image…
There’s a feeling of encouragement Like I know why I’m here What I’m doing But that feelings always followed by pain
They way I feel
I am really feeling down at the moment. To tell you the truth, I dont know why. I have been depressed, and I thought that I already got over that, but then sometimes the feelings come back to me. Seriously I dont know what to do anymore.
Torture
Round and round in my head Like never ending torture The words keep repeating I cannot get free Of this life you’ve landed on me
DeAD oN ThE STreeT….
It drips to the earth In a harmonic beat The swifter the drop The louder the beat