Cheerful descent into extinction Smile as she writhes Twitching, no more When she was young
Tag: hatred
silence of my heart
quickens as the heart stands still.. breathing but never drawing breath.. loving and never feeling..
Hatred
Filled with anger Filled with rage I sit here not knowing How to control my pain
Nameless
There was once a girl, who had no name Ingnorance and hatred gave her no shame And because of all of this she had no one else to blame
Heartsore
my heart’s filled with poison a deadly venemous plague from your razor sharp kisses and your words that degrade
Nothing, Really
It’s been said many times that life is what you make of it… But do I deserve this ridecule? Each time I’ve tried to put my “life” back together, I’ve been shunned still. I’m not saying I want to be well-liked, perish the thought. No, I’d just like to be left alone by those who… Continue reading Nothing, Really
hellraiser
hopes and dreams,a fucked up team that makes me scream out hatred! shout out loud,into this crowd i’m only here for hatred! take this noise and hear my voice i feed upon your hatred! crippled lies and hollow cries, my life is based on hatred live this scent’ what i intend, for good old solemn… Continue reading hellraiser
What meathod, what dream.
To speak, To hear, To respond on que, To hate socializing, To hate you Why should i talk, participate or even, show emotion Shouldnt i destroy myself, expecially when i know and you know, I HATE YOU !!! From the smallest partical, smallest bit of determination i know, i’ll use. You can try to kill… Continue reading What meathod, what dream.
The Army Of Darkness
Misunderstood and misjudged by you Broken and bleeding, beaten by you Lost in a world of suffering and sorrow Going to sleep, hoping there’s no tomorrow Mommy and daddy aren’t always there Get over yourself, no one cares The little lost loners all by themselves Living their lives, free passes to Hell Who really cares,… Continue reading The Army Of Darkness
struggle
His own blood clotted his vision, he knew the time was near, the revolver in his hand struggled for freedom from his grip as bullet after bullet exited from its mouth. They were all around him now but he would not let them take him. He had to find her, she was the key and… Continue reading struggle