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Death Calls my name - downwardspiral
Once more dark fell upon this corrupted citadel of hatred. Time for me to rid the gene pool of some more of the fools roaming the streets and dancing to a hidden tune of alcohol. I was bored of hiding, now i wanted something upfront, something that would really put a chill down their spines...A whole family of 5.
Here I sit in this crypt of the world. Shunned from light and love, into mere nothingness. A forgotten well of knowledge of the ages past. For centuries I have lay dormant and now to rise I will take hell by storm.

I sit there looking at the flames i have caused. The red tongues are licking out at me. I wonder what it would feel like to have them touching me. Before i know i am in handcuffs in the back of a police cruiser watching my art work of fire. I am pleased of myself. As the police car speed away i say to my self i am a pyro. I am satans favorite artist.

And it spreads. Leaving no room for breath, for light, for love. Arms bound above the head. Eyes, blinded by black silk. A tremor of terror? A twist of undeniable pleasure? No control. Just being controlled. Losing the sense of who, what, when and where. Just feeling wave after wave of intense touching, tasting. Pushed to limit of physical pain- pleasure. By now they are the same thing. You drift on waves of exquisite sensation across your sea of darkness.

The remnants of her thoughts were raging to get free as the moonlight appeared out of nowhere. The hate that had built up in her heart was the chain holding her down, holding her captive as she slowly gave up.

It's happening again. No, FUCKING AGAIN! Damnit.....I've been screwed over so many times, and now I do it to myself. What a fool! Who would do such a stupid thing?!......me. Only it was easier then because I had someone to blame. But not now. Not anymore. I rip away at myself because.....it's all I have.

Razor cuts.. blooded floor.. I'll fight for reasons to live once more. Drowned in sorrow.. warm tears stain my cheek. No strength left to fight and my body goes weak.

To the death of my old ways slipping deeper into a madness of red. Violence takes over my world and destrution is the fate of the old .

I couldn't find out who wrote these...but they are very profound...

If you lie to yourself...you're telling the infinite truth...Deciet.
i tell my lies and i despise every second i'm with you
so i run away and you still stay so what the fuck is with you?
--KoRn

it seems funy to me...
how fucked things can be...
everytime i get help...
i feel more dead...
--KoRn

i luv you
you luv me
we're a happy family
wih  great big hug
and a kiss from me to you
won't you say you luv me too
--Barney

once you fly and lose your wings
your leap of faith you take
if perchance you should fall down
your dreams and hopes won't break

instead of that they will come true
this is between you and me
your life will end and it will be
the greatest thing that you could see...
--anonymous
~Flesh to Ashes~ - RoseTears
It was a sweet symphony when we were together. He spoke poetry to me and I wrote it back. We shared a time of unearthly bliss. A time I wished to the gods never ended....
Waking - Itim
Light gives in to the darkness. The sun is about to set. Dusk falls and night encroaches like a thing borne out of fevered nightmares. I look towards the darkening sky gathering the last of the dying light. I see myself standing upon a deserted street-- paper and dust being carried away by the wind.
Love Forever - RoseTears
He said we would be together forever, she thought. He said he loved me, that I was the only one he wanted....
depression & boredom - inferni
'time itself takes time to explain, and i'm sorry but i dont have the time ...'
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