I’m going into an everlasting sleep, after I cut my wrist nice and deep. After this life of torment and pain, shortly Satan and I will reign.
White lilies painted crimson, maroon, and black to suit their prophetic fates. Dances with the night oft’ prove fatal. Will dawn come only for me? Is Winter truly the death or only the rest of maturation? What is love more than a tingly feeling? A fantasy world where women are swept off their feet and… Continue reading Lily
Blood in my eyes. Tears of morality. I suffer at the hands of people I do not know yet know so well it pains me to remember their suffering. Suicide is the way out. Any way to escape I want to go. I have no will to stay. Who cares what people think? It’s more… Continue reading Tears of Morality
In my head These words wont go away So many things I want to say Though its time for my way You say it will be ok I say it wont be that way Return to me death Screaming pain, flowing torment I lay here on the floor Scarlet everywhere Crying here, torn apart Emotions… Continue reading Tears of Pain
Is There Any End To This?!?!? Emotional Torment Not a single way to sedate Dried up in draught Not a single tear to shed Endless dreadfull nights Restless from tearless cries Is there any end to this? Look up, Down All around Nobody’s there Look over, under And look through No one to care Agonizing… Continue reading Is There Any End To This?!?!?
In my own little world the sky is black and the land is dry. The only thing lingering about the inferno above is a raven with eyes as red as fire itself, consuming it deeper and deeper into darkness… into extinction. Enter my unholy abyss and die trying to escape. Search as far as you… Continue reading Inside My Head
You’re the torment of my soul. You plague my dreams and become them. In my dreams, you are my enemy, The one that I wish to destroy. But when it’s time for me to stirke my final blow, I can’t do it, I just can’t destroy you. I can’t kill you, I can’t force you… Continue reading I hate you…but I love you.
The darkest hour shall arrive to take away the sorrow hands cold as regret oh sweet tranquil death indeed I came upon such embrace and gazed at a soul so strangely defined perfectly ruptured solemnly laid And so the darkest hour shall arrive and arise will the soul be with it’s waking sorrow and hands… Continue reading Requiem
It doesn’t rhyme but oh well. My summer sux mad monkey ballz so I have nothing else to do but write and do nothing. I want to fuckin kill you To rip your heart out and Throw it in your face I want to see you covered in blood From your head down your legs… Continue reading Dead
I’ve thought about this for awhile… ever been totally happy one second then bam… all you can do is stare of blank minded? I do it all the time… people call me depressed or suicidal… my friend told me once… just pretend to be happy. I can’t. I can’t make myself act happy. I cant… Continue reading Wondering