Work
The job I have should bring me some joy.  But everyday I dread it.  Like its some sick twisted payback.  Why I do I hate my job so much?  Its because it leaves me, disconnected and out of touch.  Punch the clock, make another buck.  Drink your coffee and try not to punch your boss.  Just think work sucks but you can make it better.  All you have to do is send in an �I quit letter and I don�t give a fuck!�
Perfect
She�s the picture of purity and good.  An aura of wholesomeness and perfection.   She is the princess of purity and perfection and she makes me sick!  Everyone wonders if anything makes her tick.
Deep down there is darkness within, her soul cries out the torment tears her heart into a thousand pieces.  They all expect her to hold up to their standards.
She is everything people want to be. She is the picture of perfect purity.  Everyone thinks she is the best but I know she is longing to be like the rest.
Me
It�s all about me at least for once I would like it to be.  Always doing unto others and getting treated like shit.  Life sucks and its not getting better one bit.  They treat me like a baby, forget the fact that I need to be treated like a lady.
Me it�s all about me, I wish and dream they would all let me be.  Live my life how I want to, come and go as I please.   I just want to be free.   I�m a trapped animal they won�t let me just be me.
Life Is Dead
My life is dead, I wake up go to work and back to bed.  The same day to day, It makes me wonder how I got this way.  Life is dead it has no meaning.  I sit stare at the walls.  The only bit of joy I get is going to the mall.  Why does it suck to stay in this rut?  My life is dead and it�s not all in my head.  This year was dumb but next year is a year of fun.  My life is dead but it will rise and live again.
Funhouse
Welcome to hell�s funhouse your nightmares are my amusement.  Be ready to spend eternity in the funhouse.  Evil reigns, good is repelled.  Be careful welcome to hell.  Sit back let the whores soothe your mind.  You�ll need your energy you will be here a long time.
This is Hell�s funhouse come into play.  Sit; kick back your heels you know you are going to stay. Be prepared it is almost the end.  But for me it is just the beginning my friend.
Azrael
Evil, sexy, seductive, and demonic like me.  He was an inspiration for all in heaven and even these creatures in the sea.  It makes no sense; it�s time for a change.  You are my dark angel you have my heart and soul.  You didn�t fight but I love you still.  You won�t go back to hell you�re my demon to keep and to thrill.
Desire
The need is strong it�s a stirring within the soul.  It drives me mad.  I want him I need him. I yearn for him.  The desire is a strong need it�s making me crazy.
He�s beautiful, he�s sexy, every thing I want his eyes are green as emeralds. His hair is the color of Raven�s wings.  The perfect lips I desire you my dear.  You have no idea how much.  Every time I hear his voice something stirs.  A familiarity that we have met before.  I desire you and I know you can fill the empty void within me.
This is something I started writing for a play
Intro
For two centuries I have walked this go forsaken earth.  Cursed to be a child of darkness.  I have heard the screams, the accusations of your kind!
�Burn her, kill the demon, Go back to hell you spawn of Satan!�  While you mortals have had it easy killing my kind and banishing us to hide in dirty, disgusting sewers or leaky crypts.  Your kind has over run us and now it�s time to take back what is rightfully ours.
I have risen from the ashes, been staked, burned, and even pulled limb from limb by wild horses.  I have seen the weaker immortals feeding off rats and other animals.  Weak pathetic beings!  I can make or break others of the fallen.  I am the very sanctity of evil.  I am Katani Dementia, live it, learn it, fear it!
We are the cursed, we are the fallen, and I am your master you are my slaves.  The end is near for humans!  You will learn to be the hunted once more.
Revenge
I hate his guts he is a jerk.  I want his head on a stick! Revenge is mine.  It�s only the little things that made me mad.  Then he fired me oh its only a matter of time.
Revenge is the sweetest thing, like karma it will all come back to him times three.  I�m sorry sir did I offend? Oh well but it was by no means a good reason for bringing about my end.
Should I beg and plea for the job I hate so. No, No and no! You weren�t worth the effort to kiss your ass.  All the respect I had for you I lost in the past.
I will get my revenge and hear me loud and clear. Your demise will be at the end of this year.
April
You see her she makes me sick.  She�s got the boss by his dick.  She�s the picture perfect girl, the type that one can do without in this world.  How come I hate her?  Why she�s such a wonderful on the inside?
If the people only knew what I see, she�s a whiny little bitch and a crybaby.
�Oh I have family problems,� she always says.  It makes me sick she gets what she wants.  It�s the same day after day �I can�t do this oh please don�t yell at me,� Even though she always gets her own way!
She�s a back stabber of the worse kind.  I would rather trust Charles Manson then deal with her kind.  Why can�t you work?  �Oh my parents are going through a divorce� How long has this been?  Three years and counting, it�s getting so old.
One day she had a talk left in a huff and who pays?  e!  I am the one who got booted because I wasn�t her.  She�s the lazy one but her little dream world�s destruction has just begun.
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