Death and destrution Death and decay Life will go on every single day Wish you may Wish you might You will never make it Through the night For i will come From within a dream To steal you soul And to amke you scream I am all that is unholy I am all that is… Continue reading Pure Evil (poem)
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graveyard of heart’s
dreaming the days away forgeting the pain we shared holding u tightly your sweet embrace feeling you lips on mine forgoten how that felt your eyes are diamonds in this world of coal you are my angel when i am so cold so please hold me tightly as the fires burn nightly the flames laughing… Continue reading graveyard of heart’s
Evil Thoughts
I can’t control the way I feel, what i think, or why I do the things I do. Criticizm is the only part of my life I find worth living. My words I say cut through so deep they merely slice the bone. Insanity has overcome my soul, it is now the only reason why… Continue reading Evil Thoughts
Lost in the darkness
Im walking through a forest. I dont know where I am. Evereything around me is dark and all I can feel is this huge fucking pain in my arm. My neck now has rope burn from the fucking idiot who decided to cut my down. It was my moment to shine and they fucked it… Continue reading Lost in the darkness
out of the in crowd
look at these kids walking to class, not noticing who the same person they pass by every single day. it seems as if all these kids have a radar, and avoid collisions with on coming confused traffic. a radar set to who the are going to meet at lunch, or who they feel like strangaling… Continue reading out of the in crowd
One Single Day
I NEED TO GET AWAY HERE I JUST CAN’T STAY I NEED TO BREATH NEW AIR I NEED TO GET AWAY MY LIFE HAS NO MEANING I’D GIVE IT ALL AWAY JUST TO BE HAPPY FOR ONE SINGLE DAY
Deprivation
Will I ever stop crying Will the memories fade away Just when I start to forget Something ignites my mind A scent, a voice, a grave Whatever it is, I can’t stop
Why?
Some of you have probably asked yourselves “why?”, time and time again. Why do I wake up in the morning to this job, or, why do I wake up to all this pain and misery? Why do I follow the rules? Why do I listen to people? Why do I let people tell me what… Continue reading Why?