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KriTTeR

This is a website, I finally was able to make. It consists of a few of my poems, and other works I have ASSImiLateD.
- KriTTeR....MotherFuckin-_____1|<

Needles and Bruises can hurt, but emotional turmoil is eternal


Chimaira


Worthless



Did you ever realize
That your way of life is affected all around you
Part of the aching regrets
You make me fucking sick
Did you ever realize that everyone you know
Can't fucking stand you
Acting like you know everything
When you don't even have a clue
You're worthless
WORTHLESS
You're worthless
WORTHLESS
OH
Can't fuckin believe that you never realized
That your way of life revolves around them decrade
Every week a new identity
You're still an asshole to me
Did you ever realize no matter how hard you try
You'll never make a difference
Just keep on fuckin pretending that you're a savior
Worthless
You're worthless
WORTHLESS
You're worthless
WORTHLESS
Nobody cares if you die
Die
Nobody cares if you die
Nobody cares
Worthless
You are fucking
Worthless
Worthless
You are fucking worthless
Worthless
You are fucking worthless

Poems

There ··· Reason··· BoTTom··· End...The ND··· Fear (Hope)··· ReLenT··· What Was Of Us TO THought We could PLay God?···
$o(!3+y··· Enough··· InDeceNcY··· HoW··· StRIvE··· TuRkEY_Squ1D··· L0St··· ConCluSion··· Give··· TranQuiliTY··· |··· Free SelF··· Tyme··· [ACCEPT]-ance··· M/-\n··· Guess··· Never Ac c Laim ED··· Nicole··· Delicate··· Could···

There

There's times when I want something more, something more like me.
There's times when this dress rehearsal seems incomplete,
but you see the colors in me like no one else, and behind
your dark glasses, you're something else. You're really lovely
underneath it all. You want to love me underneath it all.
I'm really lucky underneath it all. You're really lovely.
I see how love can bleed like a bitch with all the shit you have
put me through, but I thought we could be happy together. I thought
there was a reason to spend time with you and in the end get fucked over.
I’ll show you the way to fuck it up, but I have no reason, you’re the only
one who can understand me, or so I thought....
Feeling Empty On the Inside
Grieving over the loss of what was harmony
Shrieking over the thought of the inevitable
Spreading, Teething, Succeeding
You succubus
you fuckin bitch
Why did I have to think there was something within all this?
I tried on this life that we put together
I wore it with deepest respect
But look
What the fuck, is this what I get?
I helped you
lead you to become a better person
But look, you tore away this life
that we worked so hard to keep away from submission
….I’m waiting here
Wondering was it worth it
all that that shit
All those times
I thought there was happiness
But it was coveting bliss
I turn my back
I learn that
I wasn’t the one
I wasn’t fun
I wasn’t there
I wasn’t near
I wasn’t
I wasn’t what you wanted

Reason

From what has been told
From what I have been sold
I wanted to have someone
to love me
I realized, justification of means
don’t mean shit
when the bitch
can’t comprehend my beliefs
EXPLAIN TO ME NOW
EXPLAIN TO ME HOW
I WAS THE GUILTY SUBJECT
THE ONE YOU HAD TO FUCK WITH
I TRIED TO DO ALL I COULD
BUT HOW COULD I HAVE BEEN SO WRONG
I HAVE PUT UP WITH YOUR SHIT
too long
Those times we spent together
the habitual harmonious times
The glistening in your eyes
I thought there was happiness within

But.
EXPLAIN TO ME NOW
EXPLAIN TO ME HOW
You could fuck another
BREAK THE TRUST
WE BUILT TOGETHER
REASONS
GRIEVANCES
DECIEVANCES
This is the last time
There’s no way out of a lie
A lie of Life
That you so lead me to believe
Now I lye here Bleeding
Out the Trust
You had to FUCK.

BoTToM

I look at the pictures I remember the times we had, long ago I can still hear your voice How I can see your presence When you’re not here I sit on my bed Looking at the times we had I wish I could have done something to prevent that day that day you were taken away I still can hear the cries and screams I cannot sleep with the depressing dreams My Life was entirely with you How was I supposed to know what to do? I was not near you I was away from this angel That I will dearly miss I feel alone now, shunned with the Burden, that I cannot forgive I wish I could have taken the life Not you I wish you didn’t have to play around and make me believe That you actually and truly loved me How could I have been so wrong. I thought I was what you wanted But now You’re at the BOTTOM

End...The ND

I used to listen to you I would do all that you could, tell me to do But Why? Why do have to be like that? Why did you tell me you were going to stay| When all you did and left me for someone This path is not one that I wanted Why do you yearn to hurt me? Why do you take everything? I gave you life I gave you everything Except the Strife Why is it That I’m the End….the end YOU WILL Be THIS FRIEND YOU WILL LOSE IT ALL IN THE END YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD PAIN WAIT FUCKER WAIT AND YOU WILL GET AS YOU DESERVE You’re going to feel this pain You’re going to be the one will serve Their demise all your lies All our cries EVADE THIS LIFe

Fear (Hope)

Fear Hope Fear Life Listen-Cry Why do we listen to People? All They do is throw you down and make you Loathe yourself Life what Life What life be here when you were The One killed Life and Left Desolate Happiness What great People Fire you? Why did You commandeer Life and Remain The Sadistic Thoughts Why the Fuck Couldn’t you Let me be DIE FUCKER

ReLenT

Venturing down this road of life
Enduring all this strife
Plagued by past events
Enveloping myself in this Relent
I walked once down this road
Alone, guilt stricken and cold
I never experienced true happiness
I have been biding my time with sadness
Lost souls attempted to help and care
No one would listen to all I had to bare
I had one who I thought was right
I lost it all in that fight
Struck down by a mightier power
Only to be submerged in this hour
I watched as life, dreams passed me by
I watched, helped and died
My soul felt free of greatness
But cursed with powerlessness
I never saw what life would be like
I was only here for one night
Now I see where life should be
I wish life could be with me
I would never turn back to all the hate
I would walk through that gate
To a better land
And a calm and gentle hand
Life never
I never know life could treat me so well
I have been through such a bitter spell
Now here I am
Alone, being all I can
No one would listen
The light wouldn’t glisten
Never would show me the light
Never would help me on that night
Now I have a savior
One who will make me see
I had it all, and I have it all here, within me

WHat Was Of Us TO Thought We could play GOD?

What was of us to thought we could play God? Living within the seclusion of the bitterness of the outside, searching for the lost survivors of the great massacre. While in this place you search around with vial distaste of agony that was brought to you. The slaughter of the friends you once knew, grow dormant in your static encephalopathic mind. Blood running to your mind and securing it’s self within your sadness of the great madness. Lost and weary, hearing the scrams and moans of the fucked up madness. While searching outside, the destitute leaves you feeble frail and wondering, why did “they” take them? While you’re left in this abyss that was secluded of the Stygian beings that once used to exist. Now nothing and burning in the sky, lay what’s left of this sad great land. The sky reeking of the flesh and burning bodies that inhabit this mechanized reproductionized nation. Buildings burning, while the helpless flee in fear of the inevitable, making dues with they secure. Glass shattering as the Armageddon abolishes the nation of its greatness and serenity. Asking yourself, why? What the fuck? How can we escape?
Lost are we to the gates of heaven, or closer to the realms of hell?
What was of us to have thought we could play God and become the great “Master,” that we all so desire and acquire? How could we have made “us” better? No one has any cares any more for each other, survival of the fittest. Kill all and kill the problem? How can you kill the factor, when you inhabit the problem? With the sinister thoughts of saying you could make this place better, lie within all of us. A bitter fragment of this great puzzle that explodes every time we come across a problem. It crumbling in our fingertips, while we grow with the animosity in us. We cannot build the puzzle; we have already unlocked the gates to the eternal judgment. We have set forth our Judgment Day. How to overcome a problem that lurks in the distance that plays with our minds, deceiving us of our hopes and grace, what do we do? The buildings the buildings and the churches all-crumbling in the smoke and the horrific screams lunge out at us, denying ourselves of our dignity…what dignity? We may help each other, but deep down inside we have no friends. We have no one who actually cares. The unempathetic of our sadness plays with our minds. What are we to become at the end of time? Will wee seek fortune, or will we sacrifice ourselves for bitter distortion? How can we escape, when we are the plan? Making something from nothing takes nothing, making us admit takes the sacrificial dilemma of escaping us to admit we’re wrong. The churches filling with gospel praise, only to be slaughtered of themselves and become another part of the “mega death.” Bodies strewn all over the ground in millions. Rotting corpses seeping blood onto the blackened streets. Blood and gas mixed with the flames, engulfing and being set ablaze. The vial stench of the rotting plagues through the city. Roads crumbling from the quakes and lives lost…….We trusted in Him and Lost

$o(!3+y

Left here undesirable Burdened with a love Surrendering to desolation Celled upon for a favor Thrown down for being a savior What did we do wrong when we established Desecrate, rape and pillage Govern-mentals Why should we agree to reminisce about the future? Our problems are the delusional past How can you better an ever so collapsing brigade? That shall annihilate the innocent and masquerade Cast upon by the ever so tempting Anti-Christ We shall live many of our lives upon this carcass of forsaken memories Dividing our ways to reach To rebirth the lost scenes that have fallen vacant to Our collapsing virtue of bigotry The ones who used to be Now expired from their beliefs cast out upon this retched nation Where did we fall to Where has amerika been divided into while we acquired the hypocrisy? wHAt are we gaining to Eternity? Sacrificing bodies Sacrificing memories We lose our past We try to better ourselves from our mistakes that have been redeemed lost…. We tried to construct a way back to the reasons We attempted to establish a communication with the withered past We Gave it all to see the devastation once more….. Once exterminated Who will pick up the fallen fragments of a shattered Society? Burnt and Charred remnants still reside within this cesspool of beggars and choosers Who will reign above god, once again? Who will we Idol above our lord? When will we give into temptation of an uprising martyrdom? Who are we really following….…read between the lines…. Indulge in the Wrong rights, Become what should Fall to the damned and fall, forever writing down our demise to our new beginning to the hellacious end We Shall……. KNOW NOTHING…..LEARN NOTHING…. JUST CYCLE THROUGH ABOMINATION…………….ONCE MOre

EnouGH

I walked behind, next, and adjacent to your Path I followed you and wondered how life would be I slipt into this delusional portal or serenity and Exited into this bitter sweetness of Reality I had you I had you near me with all the times I laughed at you, you laughed at mine I felt secure to let myself free this Mind I levitated across the abyss that I Shan't plummet I followed you and Transpired into this hole This Martyrdom I felt alone I felt free I felt this serenity Escape Exit Expire The times The places The ways The walks All seem to have drifted away from my grasp I still yearn for your acceptance I listen to what you say I feel as if I'm this decay Which doesn't want to leave this day But I know Inside My Soul Lives this time Lives our Time Please Please forgive me As I shall forgive you I love you I'm scared On my hands and Knees I grasp this last bit of triumph And hope that you Pick me back up

InDecency

invoke Never Feel you have nothing going for you Never let the Deceptions get the best of you Never let yourself insist that It was your fault Never cry in Fear of what may by Future Never feel secluded of your dreams Never walk across Treachery with delicacy Never Give into the temptation Never Free Your Mind Never Free Your Kind Confide Confide INside Disperse your answers Questions to other Feel Greatness surround you Cast away The Darkshadows Of Indecency Submerge yourself In Serenity Lay Close To a True Friend Lay Far from Lies Lay Close to Surprise Lye down Invoke Let The Answers The Questions Never feel Never Kneel Listen Pray Evoke The Proclamation OF Devastation Be Joyous Not Alone

HoW

invoke Never Feel you have nothing going for you Never let the Deceptions get the best of you Never let yourself insist that It was your fault Never cry in Fear of what may by Future Never feel secluded of your dreams Never walk across Treachery with delicacy Never Give into the temptation Never Free Your Mind Never Free Your Kind Confide Confide INside Disperse your answers Questions to other Feel Greatness surround you Cast away The Darkshadows Of Indecency Submerge yourself In Serenity Lay Close To a True Friend Lay Far from Lies Lay Close to Surprise Lye down Invoke Let The Answers The Questions Never feel Never Kneel Listen Pray Evoke The Proclamation OF Devastation Be Joyous Not Alone

StriVe

I strived so hard to keep you from crying And I yearned so hard to keep you happy I’ve tried I’ve embarked on so many crusades Repeating myself of false attempts tried so hard I drifted away I pushed you away And I allowed myself To release you From my mind I tried to be with you But got rejected Thrown Down Spit on But no matter how hard I try No matter what I endure I’ll never forget you Or even Be over you

TuRkEY Squ1D

I’M SQUIDDOS I’M HERE TO TAKE YOUR TOLL LAY WASTE TO YOUR DREAMS MAIM YOUR SERENITY BURN YOUR LIFE AND SET FREE ANIMOSITY THE PEOPLE ARE GATHERING THEIR TILL BURNING THE CHURCHES THAT ONCE WEPT NOW WE ALL FLOCK AROUND CARELESSLY MAIMING LIFE ETERNAL REDEMPTION SLAUGHTER HOUSE OF THE BENEVOLENCE
T.U.R.K.E.Y.S.Q.U.I.D.
THE
URGE
READS
KILL
YET
SPARE
QUESTIONS
UNTILL
IDIOSYNCRASIEST
DIES

HELL RISES FROM THE HEAVENS BLOOD POURS FROM THE GROUND INCINERATION DESPERATION ANNHILATION MOLESTATION WELCOME TO THIS RING THE UNITED THE TRUE THE PROUD THE MATRYDOM LACKED OF IT USE STOWED AWAY FOR AN EVENT

Incision of desperation Callous proclamation

We are no one We are free We are gone We are expiring Satan laughs as we lay out to war We be the players, he be the board First one to win Loses and mourns Do you want to live in a nation of sodomy? Sub division molestation A country full of beggars A providence of lies This is Amerika This is our demise

Back out while you can, or shall you wait till the antichrist corrupts or lives Trade in your souls so your life long dreams may be filled This Mephistophelian fiends lurks within the distance of our shadows Denying ourselves of the curse SANITY lay below this blood money Tortured for the rich to become great, assassination of the masses of this great trespass We the people run in the streets Blasphemy sprayed upon the walls Your life Your woes Your wants All lay within this keeper of the dark land He shall be the one to renew your soul to join his army of sin, to become his slaves for eternity We may not perceive this as we all have ventured into this corridor of blood and sex He shall give you what you crave Delusional of truth, factual lies of sovereignty People claim they know the truth They claim there is no conspiracy to a life long tragedy Denying you Denying life Cutting your self of this bitter strife Self mutilation enveloped within the mind To kill To slaughter The sodomistic necropheliacs will reign once again

L()ST

i have been left stranded
I'm seeking an abyss
I shall and i will miss
Your sweet heart
The soft and Gentle touch
Ill miss it all
I will lay way to the downfall
Greeting this end i have been destined to overcome
this is my life
This is my Virtue
Left here Stranded
Lost
abandoned
This is what all has been commanded
Not by I
Not by You
But The Self-COnscience Virtue

ConCLuSioN

What the World may come to in the End The government will be the fuel to make us enter this frenzy…. • The president will look at this day and think he did what was right….. • Millions will perish underneath all the radiation….. The stakes are high The graph and the time is running out Sept 11 was planned and known…would you Go by what a sad nation lives by? All the lives and the lies, conspiracies are covered up by this WARHEAD The heavens filling up with radiation death gases dispersing from within, killing our Great NATION Our lives and our souls abolished from this once so great land of rape and honey The government calls this normal…or not letting the word out HE is the ring leader who will make us all perish in this frenzy HE THINKS HE MAKES OUR LIVES BETTER? COMMUNIST….POWER…EMBEZZLEMENT SACRIFICES…OUR FORTUNE…GREED WHAT GREAT LEADER IS HE TO US? “WE THE PEOPLE RUN IN FEAR OF OURSELVES” lost in this smoke and hell, our nation is now nothing the devil awaits…… the end is near yet no one mentions it the cities are burned, abandoned of souls, burnt within the end may be near, but have you have anything to help this tormenting nation? “AN EXPLOSION TO SETTLE OUR DIFFERENCES” what’s next? ….Maybe we might talk to each other and not kill over MLOANENYD “MUSHROOM CLOUDS ARE FORMING IN THE DISTANCE TO ABOLISH THIS WRETCHED NATION FORM EXISTENCE” The many The few The…. Our lives are on the brink of destruction But hopefully we can prepare ourselves for mass destruction CONCLUSION

Give

Feel the seclusion Of this vial delusion I let you move in I let you I felt I had something to Give I felt like THERE WAS NOTHING ELSE FOR TO LIVE The glance of you Running from the sound of virtue Tripping over your dreams Hearing those screams You dealt with me NO FEAR ETERNITY Look at me Tell me what you see Do you see I’m happy Do you feel my glory Do you feel the story Do you want me Do you want to live DO YOU WANT TO LIVE? Do you

TranQUILiTy

Trying to listen to what you say How do I know you’re still the same? I help you as much as I can but, Sweety, how do I know you listen to what I comprehend You listen to what I say I listen to you cry on this day

I did what I could with you But, I don’t want to Feel oblivious to the fact Have to suffer over this dispute

I look at you and cry I’m happy always when you’re at my side But, you don’t know that you’re killing me inside I confide my feelings and my life

In your loving soul I love you dearly and hope for none of this to be I love you, I hope you love me I don’t mind helping you I don’t mind grasping my virtue Of patience

I try and try to make you see You say you understand me How can you comprehend what I say When everything you always betray It’s ironic when you talk about your parents When you’re no better in their inheritance I feel the serenity that you give me I feel everything, not used to be

I hold you by my side Hoping I’m making you feel right I kiss you to reassure you I’m here You turn away and cry in fear I love it when you’re near You lend your gentle ear So I can whisper

HOW I LOVE YOU SO DEAR
I LISTEN TO EVERYTHING
I LISTEN TO YOUR PAIN
I LISTEN TO YOU CRY
I LISTEN TO THE DAY
I LISTEN TO YOUR LIFE
I LISTEN TO YOUR DESPITE
DON’T YOU LISTEN WHEN I SAY?
DON’T THINK THAT
DON’T ASSUME WRONG
I LOVE YOU
I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER LONG

The darkness has been lifted from my withered soul The happiness actually reigns once again

Because of you sweety
Everything, everything
Is serenity
I love you,
You Dearly

FREESelF

FreeSelf The power of one The decision of one The mind of one Is this what its all become? Is this what you need? Is this what you want to succeed This maybe the way you want But what happens when you fail Your life prevail Destroyed……annoyed This is what…this is This is life…..

TyME

FreeSelf The power of one The decision of one The mind of one Is this what its all become? Is this what you need? Is this what you want to succeed This maybe the way you want But what happens when you fail Your life prevail Destroyed……annoyed This is what…this is This is life…..

[ACCEPT]-ance

Happiness
Sadness
Confusion
Delusion
Cry
Fly
Appreciation
Hesitation
Help
Dealt
Cherish
Diminish
Talk
Walk
Exclaimed
Proclaimed
Trying
Dying
Dreams
Screams
Cared
Despaired

[Ma|/|]-[M]K[i|/|Ð]

Slaughterhouse of the mass-es
Eternal (re)-[demp]-{tion}
CPhAiRlEdNrTeSn –P-A-Y- as another pass-es
Lives within (de)-{cep}-[tion] No one cares of who leaves
P-F-e-I-o-E-p-N-l-D-e-S sBcUuYrrIyNiGng for {Free}-(dom)
Lead by the O’ great oHnEe who (de)-{ceive}(s)
Expiring within the ma[W]rt[O]y[R]r[L]d[D]om
(Dys)-{functional} abyss that portrays lig-ht
(Happi)-{ness}runs within the -M-I-N-D-
Slaughtered of their sig-ht
The minds lay bleeding within [Ma|/|]-[M]K[i|/|Ð]
Burning eternal with –FL-EI-AF-RE-
Moping on slaughtered dreams, no one’s (dr)-[HEAR]-(m)

GueSS

you claim like you know me you claim you know my weaknesses you claim that you know my existence ....you know how i feel.................how i hurt ..........how i see things...........you claim...you know everything.......this whole issue about living doesn't even effect your listening........you claim you can see through my eyes.........you can see my fears .....my....happiness.......how can you see such.....emotions.. ...and thoughts.........when you are not even me?..... how the fuck can you see things my way....how can you think like me? ...how can you do everything that i do?..............you're not a twin of me.... your basically a stranger who puts more lives in danger......guess what..... you're wrong..........you can't see any fuckin thing i see...... you can't feel my greed........you can't see my fears.......my lost childhood... you can't see anything...........you can't even see good......you're lying to me.... you told me everything was going to be jus fine..........everything was going to be... normal.....well fucker looks like you're wrong........ i still feel the pain....i still feel that sadness taking over me.. ............and yet you claim you knew everything?........... how could i had been so stupid......to believe a lier like you?.... .how could i had stooped to your stupidity?.........why did i have to believe you?.......now im hurting because i listened to you.... im feeling all the feelings that will never leave me.........and yet you're nothing........to me......you're jus an insignificant soul who's messed up too many lives.........who has spread many lies..........who will make anything a demise......i feel sick that i listened to you.........that you actually had the nerve to care for me and say that you can see what i see...... .......this......this........im too sick right now to even look at you..........to even be with you.......you brought this upon your self......now go leave me and never return... ....never be a part of me........never talk to me..........jus go away.......go on with your journey of fucking up people's lives............for some day these fucker's and i will get you and make your life more miserable then you made us believe..........this is your last life..... ....this is your great demise.......

Never Acclaimed, tell me why...

Never acclaimed, no instructions
Delirious, explained to me why
Why am I the black sheep?
The one that everyone execrates
Never accompanied with reasons
Excluded I am, execrated
Acclaimed, lost
Forgot
Emotionless
Scared and retroflexing
Smelling burnt flesh in your arms now
Barren
Frozen
Biting me
Freezing unconscious me
Withering seduction of pain
Disperse
Crying
Laughing away
Plummeting away now
Digesting fear as it sets in
Lifeless
Ripping
Syringes cut
Crimson flows upon the floor
Weary, giving up on the brink of life
Quitter
Crimson
Flows upon the floor
Trickles down the stairs here
Weary, emotionless now are you
Empty
White skin
Blood not moving
No more protecting you
Withering away from you now
Skinless
Diesel
Vapor of gas
Solid of liquid mass
Supplied for the many people now
We use
Gravestone
Engraved lies you
Your name across the face
For the many to come, for the many here
Lie you
Water
Trickles across
Blood flows upon the death
Water taketh you away from me
I’m gone
Fire
Devours you
Burns away the lost one
Fears, sadness life burns away me
Freedom

NiColE

The sweet angel sent from heaven the divine spirit for that of which has barren ....the unique patterns.....the never ending stories Taylor this is the girl that i love this is the girl that was sent from above.... the sweetness in her heart the happiness.....in her eyes... as she waves good bye knowing that her and I will see each other once again.... it may not be now it may not be tomorrow.... but i sure hope that we see........until then her vibrant face, as if it were magnified 1000 times then sent on high for a long time....... her illuminate eyes give praise....to a new day..... her sleek and delicate skin....oh how i wish i was next to her once again.... her voice...oh how i miss that never ending joy........ but at times this angel is in regret.....her sadness is her repent ....i love you ....this may be hard to believe but i love such an angel as thee i know you feel scared of me at times...but remember love is divine.... eccentric care and moral happiness is all i wish from u.... this is what i think.......this is how i feel.... I love you and only you this great big deal

DeliCAte

...how i wish to hold you in my arms your face so vibrant when ever i turn.... your eyes so delicate and sweet.... and im glad that you found.....me
.....how i wish that i could hold your hand ...........and twirl you around as fast as i can.... to kiss your soft and vibrant lips..... to catch you when ever you slipped....
....how i wish to keep you with me.. ...how i wish that you were here the days grow weary and sad..... but yet i know you're all i have...... how i love you Nicole........
....how i wish i could take this moment ....and make it last forever... how i know some day there will be an end.... but i know you're all i depend in.....

COuld this happen..or has it already began?

Judgment Day

Could there have been a way to make this never possible?
Could we have done something to avoid this obstacle?
How can we live free?
When the pain and sorrow burrow within thee.
Would there actually be happiness?
Or a quick crooked 5-minute bliss.
Could there be an answer to our problems?
Do we always have to acquire someone else to solve them?
Why do we kill to kill?
Is it something that makes us ill?
How could we overcome our fears?
When they are already here
What might we make of ourselves then?
Perhaps we could all be whole once again.
The sinisteristic thoughts plague our mind
They have killed it all, even mankind
Do we care about the loss of others?
Or the death and numbers
Questions lay within the soul
What have we done to become so old?
Many people survive on what little they have?
Look at us, what do we have?
The nation will lie burning
But perhaps we might be able to stop it, before the turning
Judgment Day will come
What’s left? What’s it to be done?

Songs

PathEtiC=(x)= SearCHING=(x)= I (lesson)=(x)= biTteR (swEEtnEss=(x)= killing Of Grace=(x)= G[L]ORY=(x)= Y()U=(x)= FUCKiYOUdontCARE=(x)= Memories...=(x)=


PathEtiC

Seeing you behind the doubt
You though you could make it out
Un-sym-pat-hetic Trying to find your way, scrambling and running around
Then I will come and smash you Fucker into the ground
E-mpe-thetic You thought you could be just like me?
Kill people and get fucked up and still breathe
Ho-rr-ific You screamed when I told you your past
Now bitch you’re lying on your ass
Po-et-ic Wanting to learn from all my mistakes
Trying to write something with such distaste
Sin-ister-istic You say you could kill, maim, and destroy
But look at you MOTHERFUCKER; you’re just a toy
No one would want you to be
I hate you, learning from all your lies I never knew you could be like me
Now I see that you have shown me who you are
PATHETIC you’re the one who tries to be sympathetic
Trying to be the empathetic one who knows of the horrific
Scenes of all the poetic shit, you sinisteristic bitch
You showed me who you are (3x)
PATHETIC

SearCHING

I’VE FINALLY MADE IT OUT I’VE FOUND Everything you’ve ever wanted me to be All the wishes and dreams finally have come true I’ve finally found YOU Telling me that I’m all you ever wanted Then how come my life has become so haunted? You look at me with pride and everything INSIDE I LOOK AT YOU….I WANT YOU TO DIE You might like me and the serenity about me You always look at me with a keen eye I see you I want you to DIE I HATE YOU, everything and it all I’m going to get you fucker and you’re going to fall You will be bawling and crying while I leave you and wish you die I don’t want to be with you, you’re not my type, but fucker Its all going to become a fight I will win and leave you with all this sin I don’t give a shit fucker about what you’re going to do But fucker, all of this is annoying the shit out of me Fucker everything you said may have been true Saying you loved me but FUCKER I DON’T WANT TO BE WITH YOU

I (lesson)

I learned my lesson
When I first came to this bitter session
I hoped that my life could actually have a meaning
Now look what am I to me?
I followed on all you told me
I followed you with self-pity


I FOLLOWED WHAT YOU SAID
I WENT BY EVERYTHING
I LEFT IT ALL BE DEAD
ITS YOU WHO I WANTED TO HURT


You were the teacher that told me I wouldn’t get shot
I NEVER should have listened to that and let you ROT
Sadly I still wonder where you are
Sadly I still wish you were here in my arms


SO I COULD MAIM YOUR SOUL
AND LET YOU SUFFER AND TAKE YOUR GREAT TOLL!
HIDEOUS THOUGHTS OF WHAT I COULD DO RUN THROUGH MY MIND
NOW YOU’RE GONNA SUFFER FROM ALL THE PAIN


Now I’m here all alone wondering how to carry out LIFE
I NEVER SHOULD’VE LISTENED to YOU!
Lost and without question
I learned my lesson

BiTTER (sweetNESS)

LIFE WHAT A WONDERFULL THING
HAVING NOTHING TO DO WITH ME
GLADLY I’M HERE NOT CARING
LEAVING EVERYONE ELSE DESPARING
HOPE IS NOW IN MY GRASP
OF WATCHING YOU FALL ON YOUR ASS
LAUGHING AT ALL THE MISTAKES YOU MAKE
KNOWING THE TIME IT WILL TAKE
I WILL BE FAR AWAY FROM THE MISTAKE


HEARING YOU CRYING
WILL LEAVE ME WONDERING
HOW EXACTLY ARE YOU DYING?
PERHAPS YOU MAY BE BURNING IN A FLAMING INFERNO
I DON’T REALLY GIVE A FUCK NOW ON WHERE YOU GO


I JUST HOPE YOU WILL LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES
THAT SOME DAY I’M GOING TO SEE TO IT
THAT YOU DON’T GET ANOTHER TO PLAY WITH
YOU WILL BE SIX FEET UNDER AND I WILL BE LAUGHING
CAUSE YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS NOW GRASPING
TRYING TO ESCAPE ETERNAL TORMENT
NOW YOU WILL KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO BE FUCKED WITH

Killing Of Grace

Here we are WHAT THE FUCK YOU GONNA DO? How could we do better? How can you be better?

You smile at me as I walk by WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE NOW YOU’RE GONNA DIE! BURN FOR ALL THE BULLSHIT PAY FOR ALL OF IT

Gladly I look into your eyes and see all the hate inside THE KILLING OF GRACE I CAN see it all over you FACE! Twisted thoughts of all you wanted

BUT NOW FUCKER I’M HERE THE ONE YOU CAN’T ESCAPE You thought you could play with my life as if I were a puppet? Now look at you, AWW FUCK IT

DIE AND LIVE FREE DIE AND LIVE WITHOUT ME YOU BROUGHT THIS You tried to give me a kiss

THE KILLING OF GRACE WAS CAUSED ALL BY YOU! I HAD NOTHING OF IT TO DO! I HAD NOTHING! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS!

PAY FOR ALL THIS Pay for all THIS Lay with your face aside from reality And learn you jus can’t FUCK WITH ME!

G[L]ORY

Glory to see that you’re gone I’m happy I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR SO LONG I can finally run without fear And be happy fucker THAT YOU’RE NOT HERE

I finally can see everything and hope that you’re now nothing Gazing out at the world I can see you Even if I may not be with you

YOU’RE FUCKING UP ANOTHER SOUL THE GLORY THAT ITS NOT ME MAKES ME FEEL LIKE KILLING YOU NO ONE SHOULD SUFFER FROM ALL THAT YOU BROUGHT ME FUCKER!

Laughing with my friends once again Carrying out my life long dreams With out having you come and redeem The world such a place I don’t see your face

IN MY MIND! I KNOW YOUR KIND! YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE IT MY TIME IM GONNA SEE TO IT THAT YOU CAN’T, YOU CAN’T, YOU CAN’T DESTROY ANOTHER LIFE AND LEAVE IT FOR DEAD

I’m at least happy that you’re not here And I can continue my life on this sphere The glory is such a price to pay When someone has to live you for one day Glory, glory, serenity, happiness, and you SEIZE TO EXIST!

Y()U

You claim like you know me
You claim like you cared
Now look where it has left me
Now I’m sitting here with such despair


I FUCKING HATE YOU
WHY DID I HAVE TO LISTEN?
LOOK WHERE IT HAS LEFT ME
NOW IM NOTHING
NOW IM WONDERING….


I listened to you and thought you were right
Look at me, no more delight
Here I lay wondering what I did wrong
Now all I have is what I have had all along


I FUCKING HATE YOU
YOU MADE ME THINK WE WERE RIGHT
YOU MADE ME LOSE IT ALL THAT ONE NIGHT
LAUGHING AT ME
WHAT ARE YOU?


Looking at the picture of ourselves
I THROW IT AWAY AT THE SHELF!
Slitting my wrists of the pain that has come
CUTTING MYSELF UNTILL I’M DONE!


…here I lay wondering what I did wrong…..
Wondering where it went in the long run….
Looking out the window to see where you are
YOU LIER! WHY DID I LISTEN TO YOU?


I FUCKING HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU!
YOU’RE GOING TO SUFFER FROM ALL THE BULLSHIT YOU HAVE CAUSED!
THROWING THE PICTURE AT THE WALL!
LAUGHING AND CRYING!
DESTROYING EVERYTHING AS I WATCH IT FALL!



Why…………..why….why?
Did I listen to you?……you

You…..I FUCKING HATE YOU!
LEAVE ME AND NEVER RETURN!


Here I lay with the knife in my hand
Wondering why did you do all you can?
You…YOU!
YOU!
FUCK YOU!

FUCKiYOUdontCARE

FUCK YOU and bring it back and smash it at you FUCK YOU, kill you, destroy everything about you FUCK all this shit and let it burn FUCK everything you ever told me and take it away I DON’T CARE

FUCK IT, you’re the one who’s trying to live up to it Your reputation of FUCKING with people’s lives suits you ….but…guess….what..none of this is going to get to me, everything you ever said made sense till I heard it over again. You told me a few problems that you had, I asked if you wanted me to help you solve them, but guess bitch….
i don’t care(2x)
I don’t care(2x)
I Don’t Care (2x)
I DON’T CARE

FUCK YOU and all your sympathies you had for me
You’re FUCKED up tendencies and everything
Needing to let it be
Escape me and do away with everything
FUCK YOU + I DON’T CARE(2X)
FUCK||I||YOU||DON’T||CARE(2X)
FUCK everything you said to me
FUCK everything and let it be
FUCK YOU
FUCK||I||YOU||DON’T||CAR
E FUCK||I||YOU||DON’T||CARE
FUCK||I||YOU||DON’T||CARE
FUCK||
I||
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DON’T
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Memories...

Lying here in my bed I wonder where you have enveloped into being
I lay here looking at the walls
Seeing pictures and growing sad
Knowing of all the great times we had
I dream of when we were together and I was holding your hand
But now I feel the sadness and can’t understand
I had you, and let you flee
The sadness of all the times burrows within me
My dear sweet angel, I miss everything
I look out the window and see it raining
I remember the night we had
I’m growing cold and more sad
After wiping away the tears
The memories and all that used to be
I’m still crying and feel as if I’m dying
I know this is not what was supposed to happen
But the lord took you, what could I’ve done to stop him?
The funeral made me feel I was lost
But my angel you’re with me and my thought
I loved you and wish I could find another
But you’re all I ever wondered
I had my serenity with you
But how they’re just memories
I grow sad knowing of all the times we had
I loved you
Now you’re with the new
Good bye my dear take care
Remember, the memories, and I
I with you…..
. . . .. ..

Ol' Poems

Dreams|+| par a n o i a|+| AngeL|+| Destruction|+| Desper-ATE|+| MistaKE|+| TraGEDY|+| Slaughter HOUSE|+| LI (f) E|+| TRICK|+| A BOMB I Nation|+| L.P.D.|+| B R U T A L I T Y|+| Darkness|+| Wonder|+| RefleCT[ion]|+| Cares|+| FOR-SAKEn|+| Belief|+| THOUGHT-s|+| ConFineD|+| NUMB|+| Pit|+| RoaDs|+| ViolenCE|+| DisTURbed|+| Love DIVINE|+| (UN)-MERCIFUL|+| Humanity|+| Done|+| EmbrACE|+| DrastIC Change|+| FIRST POEM EVER....Message|+|

DreamS

.....i can pursue through life....and carry out my life long dreams.... and proceed through life......but yet......yet their is something pulling on me......taking me back to where i don't want to be...... i try and look for an answer, or something that will show me what this friend is.....as i think i come across all these obstacles and barriers that i avoided to get my self to this place that i am today.......then i rethink over all my days and what happened then i realize i know what this thing is hanging on the rope pulling me back.....why yes it is love......the thing i have not been introduced to yet.......a emotion i may never feel and if i do i would not know it, for i have never felt it......so that was what was pulling me back and hurting me.....others do love me...but yet i may be being lied to by a few....love and life do mix but not properly....everyday i see and hear more people talking about this...at times i jus want to hurt them so they can feel the same kind of pain i feel i want them to know what it feels like........other times i jus cry as i walk by...at time i don't to see this....but yet im sorry if i have brought any fear or anything to you.. ..this is jus how i feel this is my everyday ordeal i try to block it out of my memory but it glides through the barricades and gets right in front of my face mocking me...hurting me......building up rage and hate inside....i try and try to get out of the way but it comes at me...this is my next demise.......

Par a n o i a

PARANOIA RUNNING THROUGH MY MIND, HARDENED THOUGHTS OF HAPPINESS TRANSPIRE IN MY SELF, MY LIFE IS ACTUALLY SOMETHING, MY TEMPER AND THOUGHTS ARE ON A SHORT STRING SET TO EXPLODE MY THOUGHTS OF WHO I AM ARE FADING AWAY THEY ARE LOST IN THIS NEW PERSON THAT I AM THIS NEW ONE OF WHO I AM, I HATE THIS, BEING WHO I AM, HAVING OT HAVE ALL THESE PROBLEMS, A SPONGE, SOAKING UP SO MUCH AND PUSHING OUT THE THINGS THAT MATTER LEAVING THE NEGATIVITY IN ME…KEEPING MY SELF THE ONE I DESIST……COUNSELING MAY HELP BUT ITS MY FUCKIN STUPIDITY THAT UPSETS ME…I CAN ONLY GO SO FAR THEN I ALMOST REACH THE BREAKING POINT……THEN ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE, MY PERSON THAT I USED TO BE IS NOW DYING AND HERE THIS NEW BEING IS LAUGHING AT ALL THE OBSTACLES THROWING ALL THE HAPPINESS AT THESE OBSTACLES MAKING ME HURT AND CRY WANTING SOMETHING YET NOT KNOWING WHAT IT COULD BE……I CAN ONLY GO SO FAR BUT GUESS WHAT I ALWAYS GO FURTHER THEN IM ALLOWED I HAVE CLINICAL DEPRESSION…I MAY NOT SHOW IT CAUSE YOU DON’T KNOW ME THAT WELL…BUT INSIDE IM LOST AND SCARED, SCARED OF WHAT MIGHT HAPPEN IF I GO SO FAR… I KNOW WHAT MIGHT HAPPEN…ILL BE DRAINING MY DAD’S WALLET AND PUT OUR FAMILY MORE IN DEBT SEE IM A FUCK UP….IM THE REASON WE’LL BE POOR….IM THE FUCK UP WHO LET IT ALL BE MY FAULT…I WENT SO FAR THEN I PASSED THE BREAKING POINT RIGHT NOW IM AT THE END….ALMOST CLOSE TO DEATH, BUT YET SADDENED THOUGHTS FILL MY HEAD…IM THE FUCK UP…ILL BE TAKEN AWAY BY SOCIAL SERVICES IF I GO SO FAR I HAVE LAID DOWN 2 RED FLAGS SO FAR…ONE MORE AND IM GONE…..IM SCARED…..I WANT SOMETHING OR SOMEONE…BUT I DON’T KNOW WHY…..

AngeL

An angel sent by no one…to help me through all the rough occurrences that have had to deal with, but yet when I felt sad or dispirited…she helped me through the hardship and foolish ways that have grown to and adapted my new life to. The ways and paths were very long and very treacherous, but yet this one person showed me, helped me get through this animosity…help me break out of the ordinary and smell the life all around me...her ways and teachings were very easy to comprehend, but yet at times when she wasn’t there…I did what all I could to make it through the next day…my life may be in dismay and a lost child hood of disarray …but yet I’m glad that she found me by mistake….my life now makes sense to me…she even taught me how to think for myself and when you screw up that its not the end of the world….like I had always thought…..i may be good at a few things….trading other old things that I used to posses for new things that systematically make up and construct what’s left of my life…she is here for me…she has made it for me to see…made it for me to be better then anything….thank you.

DESTRUCTION

The world, what a wonderful place. People all happy and joyous about being who they are. Lives greeting another life, teaching them that everything is going to be all right. Friends and family celebrating holidays together, laughing and sarcastically carrying on. Homes and shelters all having a soul to depend on, money and fortune is not of the thoughts and cares. No disarray and melancholy is ever spoken or even greedily mistaken. Lives of the world all are happy to be here and let nothing ever hurt them, or so they thought...

In their memories, they had known of others that lived to die. The world felt that it had rid themselves of the evildoers. Not realizing the evildoers were actually them. Super power only has one agenda, and that is to hold the trump card of fear lest any other nation would share the same capability. To be in this elite group, you must have a demented outlook that nothing can ever go wrong, because those who fear you wish you dead.

They said, “it would never happen again.”…but it did. The land of rape and honey had become a cesspool of beggars and thieves. Those who tried to live their life with out being effected by the economic instability; withheld to the belief that things would get better again. As history repeats itself, that after an economic collapse, the only way to pull out is to create a “boogieman.” Using the collective conscience of the world on the side of profit and to restore economic stimuli, blood must be spilled.

The world experienced the roaring 20’s, followed by the dismal 30’s and problem solved produced December 7, 1941… They said, “It would never happen again.” By having a chance to share time with those who are still alive today we understand now that this was not a surprise, but a solution. All in the need of prosperity and economic stimuli.

The World-Wide-Web…A.K.A “The Internet” was actually a device created for use of a tool to rebuild the world after the nuclear holocaust. EMP’s will be the downfall that will cause a disruption to what we consider “condition-normal.” It will happen by a twinkling of an eye, vehicles will stop, factories will shut down, knowledge will disappear from the screen, and the world will be over come by an eerie silence. Those of the powers that be will have the only inclination of what they are about to do. Once again it will be declared an attack from evildoers. However it will be a systematic plan to convince those who are powerless to give up all they once owned, in return for their soul; their bellies shall be full. The Dark One awaits…

The lives of the living recognize that something is not right and desist to even mess with it. Too happy to not care about what’s going on. The stocks and all the belongings to the people are all being taken away and abolished from their grasp. People beginning to hate one another over the most idiotic occurrences. People are starting to stop talking to each other and follow by what they see on TV. The president is bewildered by what has arisen in office. The neighboring countries and provinces are warning him of the inevitable, and what will happen if he doesn't stop doing all that’s disappointing everyone. The ones that used to follow him and go by what he said, are now being lead by a false prophet. Lies and hatred are billowing in the lives of the people. Watching the money just drift away in the air and burn in the sky, the Amerikan Flag being burned by every veteran and Amerikan. A disarray of happiness is now burned and suffering through the pain.

“Many wars are erupting around the world, the armies of the almighty, that were once powerful and feared had become broken down soldiers, with their lives all seared. Their faces have witnessed many dead, for the people of the protest that were once lead. Blood fills the air with a stench and a vial, as Satan’s minions and He begin to smile. The earth is shaking, the seas are roaring, the people who remain wake up to witness the destitute and those who are mourning. The soul collector is gathering his till, doing Satan’s bidding, he is doing mankinds will. God and his army are nowhere near to be found, for as the bones of the dying lye heaped up in a pile and ash on the ground.”

Helpless lives perishing under the rubble, burnt dreams left for dead. This is what the world has come to in the end. Children searching for their parents underneath the billowing smoke, choking on their last breath, grasping for freedom and a way out of the array of chaos, children dying in the arms of another. The unbearable stench of death rotting plagues the freshness that once used to be. The hideous caskets of burned and rotting flesh cover the ground. Flies and maggots crawling through the eyes and souls of the dead. Blood spewing from the mouths of the grieving, lost in this destructive path. Lives are lost in the melancholy, people burned and scared, brutally tortured and slaughtered.

The world actually used to be a somewhat happy, prosperous, relevant place. Now people are here crawling on hands and knees, scraping up body parts of their loved ones and life. Holding them tight, their skin evapotrating in their grasp, lost screams and hatred are now everywhere to be found. Praying for someone to make all the chaos stop and desist the mundane and callous torture. Shot in the head without warning, lives of the innocent perish, melting away from the minds of the lost. Cries for help are at no point relieved, lost underneath all the gunfire and lost forever. The sky a hellish array of gases and lost souls all fleeing this once so great full land. The sun being covered up like a blanket underneath the smoke and burning buildings. Vehicles being struck by missiles and hardened thoughts of happiness are flipped over by the magnitude of the explosions.

Helpless lives all perishing in this frenzy of pain. Piercing shots of mustard gas and tear bombs hit the crowd, rioting victims and helpless lives are killed and brutally beaten by the nightsticks and shot in the heart from the torture. Tanks abruptly killing the lives of the innocent. Buildings of the lives that have been lost, are now rubble, blowing in the wind, a new dream is lost. People of the same kind fighting each other, killing the helpless victims, murdering their own. Mushroom clouds are dissipating in the distance, after the shockwaves have leveled the houses and the once so great cities down to rubble.

Lives of the ones that are left, die from the radiation. The final and last straw is broken, the last day that we all lived, the last day we were "here." President allowing the last and final nuke to be set off, and the “Dead Hand” returning fire. Disadvantageous he is killed by an unknown gunman, a madman lead by the Antichrist. The nukes soar through the air, fumes a nd debris fall from the death machine and plummets to the ground, killing all that's in sight.

Now the days have turned from all bright to no future in sight. Darkened lost souls seeking revenge only to die once more. The gunfire, the burnings, and the chaos fill the air, no sound is too proud to even make it to a concerned ear. Lives are lost the cities the capitals, provinces, states, countries, are all now down to the ground. The waterways, lakes and streams are poisoned with fear and feed from the mass extinction. The moon portraying a sea of blood from the failed and lost attempts to kill the lives of another. The earth is now licking her wounds. Life will now start over again lead by the Dark One and peace shall fill the land. The lives of the Nation all seizes to exist, destruction has taken this plante, this home to all of us as if it were abduction.



DesperATE

I've been waiting for someone to come along and make my life better.... .hold me when im sad and tell me that everything is going to be alight... im shaking here holding on to all i got but yet it spits me out and in this array of sadness hurts me more....oh how i need a girl to hold me tight and tell me everything will be alright.....im alone sitting here with no one......only the chaotic wreck in my mind which tortures me... makes me believe the darkness and sadness is right behind me....... im crying...wanting a girl to hug me and kiss me....prank phone calls... of disbelief...and the one thing i want is to have the one girl with me..... im crying in this room that confines me from the very day and night...... alone and scared im wondering around tryin to find something to hold on to.... looking around in the sadness tryin to scrape away and see the happiness... which is somewhere but not here....doing all i can to get through the next day..... wanting a girl in my life....im alone....seeing my life right now.... numb and chaotic....searching around blindly and doing what there is left in my life...... the inevitable may happen at any time and i will be the curse that i am....... searching...im searching....looking around..........lost......phone call after phone call waiting........waiting for that one time the girl i want will actually talk to me..........but it will never be....im a hideous wreck a lost soul crying for nothing.......lost growing desperate of the one that will hug me hold me in their arms....be there when im sad...........this may be a time but its way way...way......

MiSTAKE

To follow through with something and screw up. Having someone know about an important day and be oblivious to all thats going on. To feel as if the end of the world is being set forth, just because you screwed up. Feeling life differently, attempting to try to be someone they're not. To try to feel not to care. This is a mistake also. This is not the right way to feel, but yet I can't help it. When i screw up; I have screwed up so many times, but yet everytime I do screw up NOTHING can make me free, can direct me to be happy once again. To be lost and in search of nothing, to gaze into space, trying to escape this occurency that is part of me. To feel not to be part of anything anymore. To try to escape life and learn to not care. Lost in an array of depression and tortured thoughts. Seeing life escape my grasp and fall away from me. Mistake a lost omen that has arisen again. A road map to maliicous thoughts and melancholy. Fear of the inevitable always plagues my mind with these thoughts. Scared to even admit that it was my fault, to lie about something I did. Mistake a road that I know much well, but desist to take the map with me. A mistake, a flaw that is part of me, lost darkness, inevitable ends.

TraGEDy

Tragedy, a word that has arisn so much in my family, yet even in my life. To lose a loved one due to something fatal. To know they will never come back, the symptons are always fatal. Tragedy has been in this so called generation and has effected the lives of the many and kept a few aside. Families losing a speical someone, a daughter, a son, parent, etc. Many insignificant lives have been brought to the brink of destruction, but yet a few have at least backed away. In the end having to live with depression. Lost souls losing a loved one, even if they are dead. The classifications do also rely on the dead. A few of the people may have a whole family tree burned and left for dead, while the family tree is burnt to ash. Ashes falling on the ground, only one of the fmaily is left, the one that may make a new generation or be lost, or they will suffocate from the intoxication of the ash dust. A tragedy has been broughten to them, to leave the one they left behind. To try to live a life of sorrow and pain. These are a few of the many, a generation lost and created in a malicious wreck of a burning inferno. This is what many have experienced theoretically Tragedy the devil in disquise, trying to take another soul, trying to make them meet their demise.

SLauGHTeR HouSe

feeling the end of all the living being abolished, taken away and replaced. Terror of the inevitable thoughts hurt your mind. Makes you fall down bleeding. Not to care about anyone to care less, to be the forsaken apostle and lose all that you have to gain. buried underneath greed, self pity, empathy and moral telepathy. To not give a shit about anybody. To feel invisible, but yet translucent to the naked eye. People will finally see who you are. The lost soul searching a reason, killing their selves over the loss. Helplessly dazing into a black hole, following the commands it insists, to be set forth. Your mind no more under your control. To care about what this fiend says. To feel the emptiness of nothing, to see yourself in search of the loss. Scared to admit that this is you. Terrified to even try to redeem yourself. Lost in this sympathy of nothing. To make life the loss and meaningless...make the love no part of you. To set forth on a callous crusade, killing all that stand in your ways. Listening to what it tells you. Feeling like a doll, it moves you....feeble frail and running, rotting in this cage, flies attracted to your scent, but yet you're still moving around by what it says. Lost in the darkness, screaming...trying to find light...scared, willing to give your soul to who ever can help you.....falling darkness plagues the room.....white light tortured... bleeding...spreading out and budding hatred in your mind....you're the doll, lost and scared ...you were found, but by the wrong presence. Now you're living a false life ... broiling hate...death gripping your veins....tortured and beaten. told what to do .... to be the doll that you are now....the voodoo man has taken your soul and placed it in a jar.. .light dimming to blackness. you feel yourself weary and dizzy...the room spinning, blades and knives coming from every which way. To feel life escaping through the cracks in your broken body. Attempting to scream....lost beneath the treachery and cries....seeing a frame of the lost souls screaming....trying to break out.....blood seeping through the walls..... .seeing a tunnel with a track running parallel...running to the tunnel...feeling as if you're in a cart...rocking from side to side...the track split and rusting....sparks and remnants fly, ducking down to dodge the debris, you mistakenly break the track...and go to the other set of tracks that are well built...you're fucked. Riding in a melancholy of inversions and hideous heat....the cart starts to speed up...the lights go dark.....the cart stops...you attempt to escape, but are sealed in by a thick, translucent window...suddenly you look up and see the light so bright and vibrant...the light dissipates and the cart increases acceleration and starts to ricochet off the walls...the smell off dead bodies hits your senses....the cart soon feels as if its gliding...hearing the sounds of bars and gears clashing together...you feel the floor fall out of the cart....the inevitable happens...falling down seeing the white light. hearing the screams...hearing gears and metal clashing together.....the shiny spikes spinning insanely quick...hearing the sounds of one screaming.......the people's lives are lost in this place.. .you're falling...suddenly all the sadness and emptiness is gone...along with you....destroyed and slaughtered....yet your soul is still in this capsule screaming...trying to escape... feeling it falling apart...your soul is now dead, along with your life....you're fuckin life of feeble frail sadness is now no more fuckin deal...all the mother fuckin bullshit is gone, escaped and runs, always being the shadow, being the lost hero, the end of it is no more..... living on a life, feeding off the bodies, separating from them....cutting them and tearing their mother fuckin lives apart....stripping them of themselves...killing them....hatred and all that mother fuckin bullshit is of no more...frail and insignificant lives have to experience your life...have to be a part of you...welcome to the slaughter house...

LifE

Life a thing to me, a melancholy of obsanities of burnt happiness, twisted lives, and crooked laughs. Life a demon that may kill the many or spare the few. This may all be theoretically a review, but yet I classify life as the lost child of mother earth. The lurking of life can take people, but yet suffer many consequences. The lives maybe taken, but yet the "life" of the people will be lost. Life an array of ups and downs, terrifying journies, life a sadened star left to be fed on, to be battered and tortured. Life this may be the one thats been broughten to you, but yet others try to escape the heart break and loneliness of the occurencies that have come forth. Life a bitter fruit in disquise of a rich and luchious fruit. Poisonous outside covered up to resemble happiness. The inner core a nothingness array of hatred. Once taken off this tree and bitten, a new "life" has a risen one that may bring the world to an end or it may stay put and trapped, just trying to breathe. Life has its ups and downs usually once you get stuck there's no way out. This is not all true, but yet I have experienced this virtue, and would allow myself not to have this "life".

TRICK

a trick...revenge on these mother fucker fuckin up their lives...makin it worse to be them...hurting all the people they care about...not giving a shit on what the outcome is not to care that ....these motherfuckers had to pay for messing with you fucking up your brain, making you hate yourself for no fuckin reason.....to make you want to kill anything... driving you to the state of rage to kill and destroy...maim their lives.....destroy whats their's payback....ah yes these mother fuckers are going to pay for what they did.....for how they made me act.....these dipshits are going to wish they never even met me.......fuck this i don't have to listen to them i don't have to be like them but yet...i am......

A BOMB I Nation

flames engulfing house hold and residents, people all crying praying for something so everyone stops dying..... bloody knuckles, caliced hands pressed together..... wishing everyone could become better..... horrific screams, of another feind..... children running trying to be free...... gun shots fill the air carbon manoxide everywhere..... everyone....... EVERYONE fighting over....stupidity... hate numbs their nerves......takes control of their instinct ....makes them forget to think to burn all thats left standing..... to take anything and care not... rioting acts of malicious rage plagues the nation takes everyone and leaves no one is devestation these fuckers...all these fuckers knew it was going to happen.... they didn't know how to defend.... they felt rage hurt their familes.... they took it out on anything.... look at what this nation has grown to submerging to look what has happened when we fucked up and had no idea on what to do this is our nation....this is U.S. happiness may come again but whats left? whats there to gain by desroying all that we had to gain.... here stands the threshold of a new corrupt society.... this is you this is me.....

Love Pain Death

can I ask you a question? do you people enjoy you're life.........after being through hearbreaks.......tragedies.....deaths...... what do you think of your life? im not suicidal but my friends are I try to get them out of it they're in this thing called......oh whats it....oh yeah love to me love can hurt dismember someones self.......when ever used in the wrong way it can kill my friends have hurt them selves cause they have not one love......... I care for them and im sorry for how their FUCKIN life has treated them and I dont know what to do anymore these are my friends I don't want to abandon them........I live in this Unmerciful Hell at which i can't break out of Ill try to escape this place but I know inside me im already dead are you're lifes like that? some say yes some say no are you lost in happiness or life?.......life a lot of people are lost there I am too....life is something thats worth living for.......but you need to find it quick for you're reason ur here is taken from you life is sometimes happy but yet still sad and discraceful .......the deceptions.......sneak up on you and thrown u down harder then fore you even knew yourself......the lies the tragedies all add up at one point....and that time is when nothing NOT ONE FUCKIN THING MATTERS ANY MORE AT ALL.....nothing .......the sadness is here to stay but.........you will never find it you will lie to yourself........NOW WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU WANT TO LIFE TO YOURSELF?....huh give me a reason love is here......life is here.......sadness is here......happiness.....joy all that fuckin shit is destroyed when you fall for that one love of yours........you were lied to I stress to people enough to put all that fuckin shit behind them......never never never NEVER FUCKIN abandon the only one who knew you .......for some day they will be gone....... and you will still be here.........crying.....hurting your self .......over which you had the chance but guess what FUCKER you abandoned her.......now she is gone...... you attempt to find this portal a fragment of your lost love.........but get lost in all these lies that you have put onto your self no one no one NOT ONE FUCKIN soul on this planet has has ever lived up to the standards from that of which they were qualified for if this whole fuckin world was put together it would never even make on bit of the piece of the puzzle that is missing love.....love what is love my friends have been through it from what I have observed its jus pain HATE DECEPTION rejection........they strive to see if they perosn they love loves them.........they wait and wait....... maybe to get an answer.....or they lay there on their bed....dry tears pouring down their face.......blood escaping from their wounds yet.........they strive to get through another day with out comitting the tragedies of themself..... .......Im sorry about all this......Im jus stressing and trying to find out if you all know what love is? what is love? what do u think it is? ......all I want is the one angel who will make me "me" again.....and I have found her......yes I have......my love is here.....oh how I love her so......I love her

B R U T A L I T Y

the sweet taste of blood after bashing someone's head in the...ground .the sounds of all witnesses...coming, jus like a vulture swooping down for the attack, the horrific screaming as you flee from the beings....the people clawing at you...pulling you back to hurt yourself....the cries of seeing their loved one laying on the ground...lifeless...cold...blood seeping through the cracks of their torn head....bat laying beside them...head smashed into the ground...glass seeping through the cracks....people punching you...yelling... pulling you throwing you back into the blood....fire in their eyes....tears falling on the ground....yelling...telling you to die and never be again ....to take you and destroy you...make them feel how all your loved ones would feel.....struggling to get though all this chaos you notice a gap....like a white light at the end of the tunnel...you attempt...to move...but are kicked in the side blood pouring out of your tattered and torn body....the malicious...thoughts of killing and trying to get back up and redeem your self...all drift away...like the wind blowing a bag in the air.....your dreams of being what you wanted are also taken with your thoughts....everything that once used to be you has now vanised and you're left.....you're there jus lying....on the ground......the vultures swooping down on your dead lifeless body....execration is of no more.....your life is gone.....your heart punctured with a shread of glass....your eyes torn out....your mouth cut and bruised.......your face burnt...and ...you're...nothing now......no one cares about you....your tragedy doesn't effect them...they have no care for you...........not even your loved ones.....your body...with maggots crawling in your eyes....snakes slithering through your mouth...spiders in your arms....rats feasting off your face.....flies feeding off your organs........this is what you have become...this is you....you attempted revenge...you tried to get back at the person for hurting you....now...you're praying....for nothing.....you're......gone....

DARKness

An aphobia is something I have grown up with....its as if im a flaw in my own life and yet proceed through all this to only be scared more then ever. The fear of complete darkness, and not knowing for that of which can leap out and grab me...pull me away into a place I have seen but yet care not to tell....this Hell....this place....scares the fuck out of me.........all my greatest fears all in this place built inside......I HATE IT...scared of things....no one could ever dream of such torment yet I have developed this.....the aphobias are what hurt me at times....Hydrophobia.. a fear for that of which I see everywhere.....anything that has to do with water...even a quick glimpse of this torment can change me in instant.....the fear of dying underwater......the fear of seeing a casket......innevitable.....that I'm seeing this horrible place no matter where I am....Arachnaphobia.....ever since I was little...I have been plagued by spiders every day when I woke up.....the first thing I would see.....this hairy....eightlegged...guivering..feurocious ....fiend...setting its eight eyes on me.....this torment I can't even bare to help myself out of.....since I have no clue what......it means to be scared of ghosts....I'll tell you why I fear those helpless, lost souls....when I was little, I watched a show with my mom entitled, "Ghosts Living or Fake?".....in this show I was completely scared of what was going on....but there was this one episode...to which I can still remember...this is how it started out....if you don't mind....a man had rented a room in a hotel...it was a fairly good sized room....and all....but when he started to go to bed...the window silently opened, letting in the freezing coldness of death....he thought a window could had been left open......that was when the radio turned on and started playing 20's music...that was when he knew something was weird ||OK IM LIKE FREAKING OUT NOW!||.....suddenly two eyes appeared on the tv screen looking at the man....he called for the quardsmen to his room....the guardsmen was bewildered by what he had cast his eyes on.....he turned on and off the tv....nothing happened....the womens eye's in the tv...were scanning the room.....suddenly the guardsmen pulled out the power cord on the tv...NOTHING happened.....so when ever I fall asleep or have that thought I try not to look at the tv, for I know it could get me......at times when ever I'm happy it will turn into bitterless rage.....and I go litteraly INSANE....smashing my head on the desk...quivering with fear....arms quivering......teeth chittering...hair standing up on end.....my voice lost....eyes set and directed to fear......happiness evicted from me.....the fears...the freezing coldness of death lurking behind me......fear is what is becoming of me.....making the sadness within me take over....seeing faces....of the dead.....their weary souls still lurking and searching.......while yet the dead haunt me in my thoughts.....but not in my house.....fear is built out of me.....this is what at times I think powers me.....this is the way I am.....this is what I am...but why am I like this?......why?.....fear of almost everything.......depression....sadness.....all set inside me......the Darkness....will come first for me.....that means if I'm talking to someone on MSN and the power goes out.....and no one is home.....my fears will release their greatest powers over me....the ghosts will come.....the unforgiven souls will get me.....they will take me away, torture me......kill me....the "one" who lives in the basement will get me with its blood shot eyes....horrifing laugh....will come get me......murder me.......the water will plague my mind...my greatest fears will all be released and set upon me....in the darkness....the only place I can not escape....the Hell that I know.....the hate will enrage me...hurt me....make me fall into a state of pain that so unbareable...that all my life as I know it will be set on pause or rewind......but during that time period....I will be gone...Killed...when all the time sets forth again....there will be no one in the chair for that of which I was sitting.....my room never even mine..... all and everything I know will be not here.......no one will even know who I was....I will be gone....the Darkness will add me to its lost collection......plague my mind with melancholy...bitterness will be all I taste.....hate and negativity will be all I see......all my "good" emotions will be taken from me and burned....in the darkness...this is where I will be...this will basically be...the last thing I see........

Wonder

What is this new presence within me? What is this new miraculous light I notice before me? What is this illuminate glow? Is it happiness? Yes it is, happiness eh? An elixir renews my soul, burns away tarnished hate, and breaks through to show praise. Stand up to all my fears, let them hit me with their power, I’ll throw them back down, diminishing them. I have my angel, happiness will resonate within. How her praise illuminates my darkened soul. How my angel can cast away pain, and reassure myself of love. I can finally see past treachery and melancholy. With my angel at my side, the dark morbid stygians seem to come into view, which could have been me, but the seductive elixir of my angel’s love washes away the madness and self-virtue. This melodic angel is so miraculous, no name for such an angel as her. Myself portrayed in the mirror, not depressed with scourged dreams, and never ending pain. Seductive power this elixir embezzles within, the light, passionate. My soul glowing and not decommissioned, happiness eh? This feeling I wish forever to resonate within my soul, my fingers warm with happiness not cut with fear and not frozen by acceptance. My face glowing of serenity, not burning of melancholy, gift cannot be bought with bribes or inhaled with grief. This presence finally beckoned me. No more confusion, lies, and antisocialism, my angel next to me at my side, the praise ever richer. The times I hold her, I see how her face lightens up becomes somewhat lost within happiness, but reassured by the presence of me. Her illuminate eyes, this angel helps me through this wonder, this happiness is my angel, cannot be bought or bribed, happiness is finally within.

RefleCT[ion]

my face is torn off worn away yet depressions glides through the rest of my body as if im controlled by hate and kill all that stand in my way to redeem my self and set forth a new goal and not have it be demolished by hate and greed....to try and set my self free from all that has been built up inside me and yet this will never be.....the reflection of my worn off smile slips into a state and laughs at me rhetoric questions fill my mind falling down from the harsh pain throbbing in my head....my hands bleeding dying away......my eyes cold harsh.......unknown....my face burnt with fear sadness imprinted in my face greed slipping into my mind...killing.....the harsh sounds of the people laughing at me telling me i will never be.....this is the end this is the end this is when ill come back and get you motherfuckers and hope you never met a lost fallen soul such as me....slithering into my mind a being pointing tell me to follow what it commands......i destroy this rabid beast and set forth on my mission.....the knife in my hand the seringe in my arm.....the bullet holes in my chest the burns of lies creeping down and burrowing in me.....the face of revenge smiles at me in the mirror....the wrecklessness is forming around me........the psychopathic daze daze.......the fear of running away.....fire in my eyes....hate in my heart.........suicidal thoughts plague my mind.......jus to see nothing behind these impure needs.......the mirror how it laughs at me......the sudden harsh sound of glass breaking into the ground as i destroy the mirror........glass shards in my hands....pieces burrowing in me blood seeps through the wounds and hardens........hatered on my face.......chaotic smile......black image.......jesturing laugh......ice picker in my hand........glass shards falling to the ground........peace seizes to exist......happiness is erased from my memory.......fire dancing around me.....people laughing at me.........i raise the axe to end all the annoiance.....turn around to see everything being erased.......being erased from my memory........i wake up to see myself in the mirror.......how could someone such as me be filled with such thoughts of this?.......as i turn..... my reflection laughs at me and smiles develishly behind me i turn around to see myself...sadness in my eyes......cold face......fingers trembling......this is my reflection that casts back to me.........

Cares

i don't care if im depressing myself this is whats all built inside me trying to escape from thee but yet i try to send a message so the people who are not yet like me will never have to be im sorry im sorry for everything i think i should jus never talk to anyone and hide all my feelings and pursue with my dreams if i do the pain will be so unmerciful that once false move could send me far into a state at which i cannot break free this is what i have brought to me im sorry im sorry im sorry this is my cares, my dreams, my thoughts im watching the time drift by seeing a face of the unknown only to be frightened by all thats in me the potential to kill to take this pill that will make me ill but yet take me away from all of you and leave here and never be this is me this is me slowly drifting away ...finding a love that will never be.....

FOR-SAKEn

Love will it ever be for me? love with this be the end of me? Love love love love? this is how life has treated me? online relationships...a game a false fortelling love? whats the point? when you're despised by all but accepted by a few is this what i have been sent and have to do? love may be for a few but for me it will never be i can not live a false life, this is not true im lying to myself and killing my insides having thought of what is there only to find that im not that, one that, one person, that one "kind" if this is the way i have to live then i choose to seek a new way but yet the path and everything is starting to decay from my memory how will I ever get back? how will i be able to find my self again? this is the end this is the last but yet im not going to give up i will strive and hold my grasp a lie is not the way to live a life if you want to live a live and be told you're loved then so be it? i don't know anymore how i could have been so disobediant but yet im sorry for all i have lied to and i don't know what to do this is the way, this is my way, this is the only way that i know im sorry my forsaken mind has yet one thought how could i had been so stupid to you and myself? this is all i know........sorry

Be[lie]f

the forgotten sadness comes again¡¦. The horrifying cries plague your mind The unforgettable tragedies hurt you more¡¦¡¦the beloved child that you once were¡¦¡¦.the happiness¡¦has been abolished the life the meanings are all gone from you they¡¯re never coming back¡¦.this may be what you have to live with this may be the way you have to be¡¦¡¦.who would want to live like this who would want to be?...i know I wouldn¡¯t I don¡¯t like to see the people have to put up with this have to have all this brought to them¡¦..who would want to have this?......would you¡¦..?

COnFIneD

Being locked away in this place¡¦..cold dark sad place¡¦¡¦the trees growing hatred in their leaves¡¦..the roses turning into thorn bushes¡¦¡¦the grass turning to ash¡¦.. the hill sides fade away¡¦..the sound of laughing escapes but dissipates in my hands¡¦..the door in front of me laughing¡¦..confining me¡¦.holding me back from my lost child hood¡¦I growing farther and farther away from myself¡¦.my door black¡¦cold steel¡¦.bullet holes of escape¡¦blood from myself clawing¡¦.trying to leave this place¡¦¡¦¡¦confined¡¦..lost¡¦.this door still sits there¡¦.I have tried many times to break it down or to even crack it open to see myself¡¦¡¦the door keeps me here¡¦.confined¡¦.

NUMB

Freezing in the spot of direction¡¦.confused in the hideous choices I have taken¡¦¡¦scared of what is to come¡¦..fear¡¦of losing it all¡¦..fear of being the one lost¡¦.malicious thoughts¡¦..heartbroken tragedies¡¦..hate driven lunatics¡¦.schitzophrenic psycho attack¡¦.numb¡¦.this does not make any sense nor does a lot of things I reveal¡¦..but this¡¦..a thing that comes once in a while when I may be happy¡¦..this is what it feels like to be me¡¦¡¦..

PiT

Here we are today, looking out at all this decay. Yet we look at each other and ask, what if? Searching for the destitute that will leave us free. Our own lives in the hands of the children, yet we do not care about who we are. With the guilt and the sadness that lay within thee. Guilt in our minds and sight portraying to be bitter distortion, along with all that remain, what’s left in the unknown? How do we know they’re still alive, but with no well-being? Sadness evokes the animosity that portray in us. Allowing us to only see the hardship bitter self of all the remain. Starting to read in between the lines of trust and law, we become liars to our own self and do not cast out the sadness, but rather the happiness of that we are made from. While we look out at the ruins and the roads flowing of blood and dead carcasses, we turn away and do not care for all that we have brought to ourselves. We may not care; we may not despair, for all we know we don’t give a fuck about what we are. Yes that’s how many see us, not to care and to not wonder about why either. The happiness and the serenity may burrow within, but do we not mention it? Well what else do we have time for? Not many people know it but our time will be up as when the clock has struck. Many will be freaking out and running rampant in their own doubt…. but do we care? WE the citizens of what’s left of this place, do not care about anyone and let it not despair. Behind the crooked lies and bitter doubt, we do mention of a way out, but do not mention it to those who may corrupt us for all we’re worth. While we all look out, seeing the cities and noticing everyone running in doubt, they thought this would never happen again, they see now that they have contaminated us and left all rot. Children running on the broken glass and the blood running down the streets, while they know they’re contaminating themselves once more, noticing that we are here today. The martyrdom that we all so fear, is now rising from the pit and enveloping our existence with in it. We said it would never happen again, they said, “My fellow brother’s and sisters and great leaders, we will make it out we will find the key and unlock the greatness that we have all foreseen. We will find the plan, we have the plan….” Now those words lay far away and the great leaders are all unknown of even to themselves. We have a plan, we made a plan, we did the plan, now see where we stand? See what this place that we all used to have has embellished into being? Look out at the ways and the plans that may erupt from even the diligent of the very least. We may have a plan, but yet will it be the one that we will all be able to understand? Here we are today…here in this great day…. we will lead the way to and through the rest of the great redemption. Here…..we…are.. today

RoaDs

Along this road that we travel, we all wonder if we lived well. We go through our days and do all we can, but there are always the consequences that might lead to sadness. While we go through we do not know what’s going to happen or what we’re going to do. The people say they lead a healthy life, but yet you still have to have the concerns that all your well-being is for you. The consequences also pertain to the actions that you have lead. While going down this road the factors may be high for you to lead a great life, while yet the end is to come. It may not make sense while you’re still young and adapting to this new world, but we’re all still that young little child, wishing for a better way to live. We all want to make it to heaven, but as you can see not all of us can. The life that we lead will be the factor upon each and every single one of us. This may all be false for all I know, but its your choice, you can follow by what the little box in your living room tells you to do, or you can stand up to what’s right and follow through with all the nonsense. People say they care about one another, but it all is summed up into one word…money. Its all we thrive on, its ion our blood to want more and if you have not enough, then you must still to replenish that little voice inside you. Money will be our downfall, once it is gone…what is left when there’s nothing? The life that we go through will get to us in the end. Making the choices of being better and actually following through. You may lie to try to be free, but you will die and not breathe until you have what you crave. You had the time to repent your sins, but now you’re doing it all over again. The path that you chose in the past will form your well being of today. Going through with a corrupt and crooked mind, you will find yourself at the end of time. On the brink of destruction trying to bring back the serenity, you will try to escape this, but the life you lead has you plummeting into the martyrdom that will incarcerate you and not let you be. It’s you life, its your choice, all I’m doing is trying to help. Know of what you lead, for you may someday be the leader.

VIOLENcE

BeTween All The Truth and
all the lies, reading in between the lines can prove
and also hrt someone, but when the sacrificial truth
leaks out the outcome could be disasterous.....
Can you help your brothers and sisters once they have disintegrated in your very arms? While you are here, will you make it out? Enveloped in this very martyrdome you scream and run around in fear of all that is the lost need why do you have to be the little child scared of the new ways? Why do you have to give into temptation? when you lead in the masses you're the leader, when you lead in the mass of killing you're the parasite how can you become better once you are of the rotten and distorted embelishment? how can you answer your prayers when you say you're not sad? Evil is what lives within this mass of us, its not shown by physicalinality, but by the emotions that bare within our saddened and hopeless thoughts of trying to be better This game that we all play with ourselves is not the way that we were suppose to pertain by and follow, yet when you have money, you could care less and noy give a shit about anything, ANyThing but your selfish Self Violence is what lives within us, is what nurtures our very sadness our only weak spot, for not with it we feel empty along with all we say, we do not care along with all we say, we do not care along with all we say WE DO NOT CARE we have not one need we say we're ok we say we're not going to hurt or destroy look at the VIOLENCE laugh at our selves and bury ourselves within our lies and sin we give in we give in to the VIOLENCE We care NOT to be sad Only to be driven once more by the one thing we crave only to be driven by what we crave only to want what we crave only to want what we cannot mistake Should, could, give in, I, take, kill, betray, leave me, hear the screams, here the sadness cries through all the guilt stricken "mistakes" hear it all VIOLENCE going by what it says, going by what it commands going by all the flaws we attempt to repair our sadness Kill to survive, crave to feast off the poor to take and exterminate VioLence VIOLENCE VIOLENCE

DisturBED

I have grown over the years finding out when I was raised¡¦¡¦everything that I do now¡¦.was done by someone else¡¦..even talking¡¦.was done by someone else¡¦I have grown to hate this but yet I find it¡¦.hard to hate the one you love and cared for¡¦¡¦now since I have grown life is different¡¦.I¡¯m disturbed of making my own decisions¡¦¡¦.someone else did that for me¡¦.now I¡¯m here¡¦..I¡¯m disturbed¡¦..I may not reveal it to the naked eye¡¦..but deep down inside¡¦..I¡¯m screaming¡¦.I¡¯m crying¡¦.I¡¯m doing all I can for appreciation¡¦to fit in¡¦.this may not be right but yet this is what it has come to be¡¦¡¦

Love DIVINE

FOr people who have loved one another not one of you is of the standards that all of you once were..........stop trying to live a lie you need to live the life you were intended to live not one of you at all on this |=uckin world is yourself you say you are but ha you or no where near the standards....none of you could ever live up to the |=uckin standards......you people are not even a standard if you were all put together you would never even make one piece of the puzzle that is missing.......you will never find your true self you will just live a lie and never deny it......you know who |=uckin exactly you are....you just don't want to admit it......you lie.....you steal....you kill.......you destroy...but if you don't tell anyone what you do you will just be hurting yourself and what the consequences are if you ever do get caught........you do all these things....but are you ever happy?.......just think for a moment are you ever or do you say you are trying to get people to stop asking you about how you feel?..........you need to all stop lying all of you if you lie for so long no one will believe you....not one not even yourself.......when you lie you hurt yourself and destroy your life..........people all over the world lie about something........but do you want to be one of those?............Just remember if this whole |=uckin world was put together you would not solve any mysteries except the ones that you cause on yourself and the ones that other people have to live with.....you think you are someone ........well guess what you are but a |=uckin lier.......you should all stop this and execrate yourself for what you have become.......you NEED TO STOP IT.....................Just think what would everything be like if we all stopped lying...........The whole world could actually be one again....ya think?........I'd agree that you would all be one persona again your true "real" self and not one that you have wanted to be......you think you would actually be happy?.......Yes you might. but you will hate all the people that you have lied to......you need to try to overcome your fears........it will be a long road back and there will be a lot of detours that you take to try to deny yourself again, but DON'T, you need to go the right way........do yourself a favor try to......From what I know which I'm not sure about, is that you will be a whole world again compared to a secret two faced lying........mother|=ucking.....world that one was......which may be still but if you go through this door you will have a long hard time trying to renew yourself and even your soul..........from what is the right way you need to stop lying.....try to live up to the |=uckin standards..........killing....destroying...lying......and all the other sh|t.....need ro stop if you want to be one whole world again you should stop all this.......War doesn't do sh|t except cause hate...massacres.......more War......and depression......we have gone through enough of this..........War has been in this world for generations..........you think you should actually stop and try to forgive even though they have hurt you so..........Life is something that you cannot copy or replace...same as yourself you're here but you have no clue what to do.....you start out being told what to do then when you grow up you're in the "world" and you have no idea what to do.....you try to look for an answer but search for an object you will never find......you try forever.....you try to find at least something for what you seek but you get lost in this lie you have to live...and you forget and never recover your search.........you may find it or you may do what a lot of people have been doing ever since Adam and Eve ate the fruit from the tree of knowledge............people are still searching for an answer a clue.....something so they can be glad they found a fragment of what they are looking for..........every one here on this earth is in search of something.........but they just get detoured and never find anything and soon they die and want to find it still......but don't because once they die their search vanishes from them..........lies are something that can cause a lot of dismay to a single person if told on and on and on.......people want to actually believe you.......but if you get lost in your lies your lies will come back they will hurt you they will make you fall into pain and hate......people have been in this situation before and have never recovered.........Killing is Hatred.....Love is Pain......Peace is Sorrow.....Life is yet to be known..........for those who seek it.....for those who tell a lie shall never learn the truth and if the truth hurts......then it is a lie.........

(UN)-MERCIFUL heLL

im living in an Unmerciful Hell that of which the chains are holding me down I try to escape but get hurt worse everytime I try to escape this devestating place......... i try to help my friends when they have all this hate in them and they want to end it by a quick slice to the kneck, a blow to the head, or a slow and horrible death........while yet I still have problems, but I try not to speak of them, but hurt more, every key I hit puts more pain into my head at which I can't break free.....I feel like im falling but I know I will never hit the ground.......They cry they hurt they try to think of a reason to not die but get a vision everything would be better if they jus commited the tragedy of themselves While yet Im in this cage, this ring, the middle of all this...... a show that once begins and never ends...I know these are my good and best friends...but yet there's no escaping that of which has happened to you.........I care for my friends I try to help them with their tragedies, their heart breaks, while yet Im jus hurting my self more and more.....I attempt to myself to tell myself to try to not live with this, not listen.....but i can't im too weak to even try to get back up i can only stand here and have all these sorrows hit me blindly, they hurt me more and more but I don't like to betray my friends, look the other way.....While yet I have the same problems such as they do......Im depressed sad, hated, mad and know the only girl that i care about and cherish feels no feelings for me except the thoughts of what her life would be like....i look into her sweet, delicate eyes and cry in my heart.....i love her so.....but i know she would never talk to me again......I live in this Unmerciful Hell.....I will never break free of this....never, the pain, the tremendous joy which turns into sorrow, hate, sadness.....and yet I still try o help up my friends even though I know im killing myself, my life, my dreams are all fading away from me I will never recover from this....there may be a way but I know i can't take it......for i shall be too weak to even try to move..... no one can help me except one....which I know detests me...There are times at which Im happy but.....they slip away from me like a morning breeze one moment there and in an instant, gone........many times I try and try to make myself feel better and be happy, but they are wrong........they free me from this world........but not from my life.........I try to overcome my fears but hurt myself more.......I try to do things that are right and........FUCK up....the only one I want is my cherished angel the one i haved loved for so long.........but I know it will never be a happy ending for me........nothing is happy......i try to be but hurt more......I tell no one I hide everything......I try to reveal it but.......don't im scared for what is to come if I do.......i know I'm nothing but a mortal who is nothing to myself........why.....why.....why did I have to have this brougthen to me....... ill die here helping out my friends while inside im already dead... this is my life, my pain, my curse, my Unmerciful FUCKIN' Hell............


HUMANiTY

You have The CHoice but not a right one.... The media and the government when not looking, can be the Satan in disguise…why do you think they want us to go by what they say, and to live by how they want their ways to be taken out….. To tell us who the enemy is, when really its US When will we learn to stop takin``g from the ones who strive on what little they have, to give us “more” They say, once a great day, someone will pay….. Why do we have to be the ones who take form other countries jus so our lousy dollar goes a bit further? Looking into the day , a another one will always say…I wonder if I will make it, I wonder if I will stay…… What do you see in a false future, a race of man kind that acts as savage beasts, taking what little one has…..and selling it so they may repeat their frenzy We may suffer from this….but what do we care? Looking into the eyes of our lost past and the great present The life extinction that we inhabit will be the fall of us People all running around on hands and knees. Looking up to the heavens to see the clouds dark as they resonate. Seeking out a fore teller wanting to know what wrong with US…seeing the hideous fiends as the walk this very ground. Moping, tear shed blood drawn eyes….looking for a new soul to pray on so they shall not die….. The cities will fall the rivers will expire as we all looking for something much higher Feeble frail and rotting. Our bones turning to dust, our outer shell burned and churned, lost are we to ourselves. Searching for the almighty to only find that one thing that we all worship…money.. We sell our souls for this so we may be happy but yet we have already sacrificed our “great” selves for the Judgment day…..only we are here only we are the ones who are going to decay……. Searching for our lost loved ones, only to find bits and pieces of their torn bodies. Crying wanting none of which is happening to ever had erupted, but its their fault we started this. Its their fault we are all here looking for something better when we know there is not one….. Searching…searching, searching plagued by our thoughts that we will be ok…… This is what I only have to say…We’re Dead, its hopeless, back out or be killed……

DonE

You have The CHoice but not a right one.... The media and the government when not looking, can be the Satan in disguise…why do you think they want us to go by what they say, and to live by how they want their ways to be taken out….. To tell us who the enemy is, when really its US When will we learn to stop takin``g from the ones who strive on what little they have, to give us “more” They say, once a great day, someone will pay….. Why do we have to be the ones who take form other countries jus so our lousy dollar goes a bit further? Looking into the day , a another one will always say…I wonder if I will make it, I wonder if I will stay…… What do you see in a false future, a race of man kind that acts as savage beasts, taking what little one has…..and selling it so they may repeat their frenzy We may suffer from this….but what do we care? Looking into the eyes of our lost past and the great present The life extinction that we inhabit will be the fall of us People all running around on hands and knees. Looking up to the heavens to see the clouds dark as they resonate. Seeking out a fore teller wanting to know what wrong with US…seeing the hideous fiends as the walk this very ground. Moping, tear shed blood drawn eyes….looking for a new soul to pray on so they shall not die….. The cities will fall the rivers will expire as we all looking for something much higher Feeble frail and rotting. Our bones turning to dust, our outer shell burned and churned, lost are we to ourselves. Searching for the almighty to only find that one thing that we all worship…money.. We sell our souls for this so we may be happy but yet we have already sacrificed our “great” selves for the Judgment day…..only we are here only we are the ones who are going to decay……. Searching for our lost loved ones, only to find bits and pieces of their torn bodies. Crying wanting none of which is happening to ever had erupted, but its their fault we started this. Its their fault we are all here looking for something better when we know there is not one….. Searching…searching, searching plagued by our thoughts that we will be ok…… This is what I only have to say…We’re Dead, its hopeless, back out or be killed……


EmbRACe

To hold the one that you care about to not let the innocent perish…to feel free of all the lost causes…too many lives yet today have not found out about this and desist to care about these systematical beings….plight and well being…feeling the rest of the colony losing because of their false prophets and money greedy fortune tellers….going to a new person after slaughtering and demolishing their dreams…the morphine of bloody knuckles and sour words…kills….false tellers of the future bring this nation down….they predicate with what you already know….lost in this array of inverted twists of normal and false…these people claiming they can help us, only to steal our money and make us believe in a false telling….varying laws of callousness pursue with great redemption and lost torture…to let them all fade away, to not give a shit about their thoughts and their embrace….letting them load you down false fortune and not give a shit about you…lost in the alleys and dark morbid creatures summoning for you, trying to at least destroy your kind of being the lost life of life…to redeem this…their gone….embrace…

DRasTiC ChangE

Reaching out, trying to tenacity something, clawing at the disarray that has submerged you in this drastic sphere….feeling the warmth of an unknown, trying to pull you out of the hate and misery….slipping and falling into your hell…..feeling their selves plummeting in to the elixir that reeks of death….morbid creatures with rabid eyes spotter the very surroundings you bare to grasp……day retroflexioning to night…the creatures all come out…. Swarms of the Stygian fiends feast off the others morphine shots of Mephistophelian slit your skin…obtund the very outer stratum of your body…choreography of melancholy poise in your path…the one warmth that endeavored to pull you out…is now resting on the nadir of the animosity that derives from the unascertained….her body once so white now burdened, rock cold… painted with fear…. Eyes sewn shut… body dispirited and shredded…looking up to see the heavens black with clouds circling the firmament…ice transpires from the clouds…impacting and shredding the very locality you systematize…the situs once where you were conceited at is now strayed…only you are forsaken…the ice incision marooned you in this dire…oubliette…hexed to never have any of your signification…except to expire….

First poem ever created, Message

...........WHAT IS LIFE WHO KNOWS NO ONE WILL EVER
KNOW THE DARK DECEPTIONS OF ALL OF WHAT LYE BENEATH
THE SURFACE OF YOUR SKIN, BUT YET YOU RUN AWAY TRYING
TO GET THROUGH BUT TEARING AWAY............NO BREATH
IS LEFT BUT OF WHICH IS YOUR LAST............WHATS LIFE
......nOTHING IS LEFT AFTER ALL YOU HAVE EVER WANTED IS
GONE FROM YOU AND WILL NEVER RECOVER FROM YOUR LOST TORMENT
...IT IS ALL TO THE LAST GOOD BYE THAT YOU WISH YOU COULD
HAVE DONE SOMETHING BUT YET YOU'RE STILL SCARED AND EXECRATED
OF ALL OF WHAT IS HERE AND WHAT IS TO BE BUT NOT TO HEAR OF IT
UNTILL............YOUR LAST BIT OF LIFE IS TAKEN FROM YOU.....
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