

Silent MovieDeath slowly comesSilent Movie
Each breath it's ready to take
Disguised as a lover or friend Never knowing when is the end
A silent movie
Played back Scene by scene
Its wrath unwinding Ready to take its blow Quietly laughing in satisfaction Ready to take its next action
A silent movie Played back
Scene by scene
Its ways are blinding Never subsiding
Unwilling to let live Too greedy to give
A silent movie Played back Scene by scene
Black hole in endless nothing
Slowly dying int


UntitledThe lights are dim,Untitled
My body numb, The rope thick Around my neck hanging limply from my place of death.
Broken-hearted You cut me down And lay by my side While the tears stream Down your cheek.
I stand beside you Placing my hand On your shaking shoulder "why?!" you ask. And the tears stream down my cheek.
"I was invisible to you
It started out great Thought i'd spend The rest of my life
With you.
It seemed you didn't
Even give a damn."
Looking every where Except u


No TitleAlways waiting when does it stopNo Title
these feelings surreal
endless torture and suffering
take this dagger and with it a piece of me
a feeling i cant stop
something you bring on me
i am just a friend something that will probably never be
a dream in my dreams
a thought within my thoughts
this pain empty and torn with ware
drag me across the ragged rocks push me onto the wooden stakes
that will eventually lead to my death
lie to me
hate me
slowly break me dont leave a breath in me


Reoccurring NightmareWatching you while you sleep, Controlling your mind, Telling you what to do,Reoccurring Nightmare
Enveloping you in its claws,
Always wanting. Breaking the skin,
Shattering your soul, Making you wander from reality, Always dreaming. Chilling your bones, These things you thought were real, Falling into the shallow hole,
Losing grip, Always lost. Suspending you from your throat, Dividing you into two, It's axe to your head, Always discontent. Telling you whom to like,
Whom to hate,
Eating y
im here
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~Let The Hammer Fall~
~Perhaps I Am A Savage . . . And Do Not Understand. . .
~People Can Always Be Counted On To Assert, With Vigor, Their God-Given Right To Be Stupid
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