Moments passed away and I ran through the motions as if I were possessed. Awakening memories of your pale naked body that I once caressed. What seemed to be left was stolen right in front of my face. You slept for an eternity leaving behind our sacred place. The hypocrites of today unknowingly seal their own fate. Looking down pretentiously but it's themselves they truly hate. We are chosen, the broken and damned that you keep trying to be rid of. Try as you may, we won't accept defeat and live in a world without love. Deciphering the codes sent out to the masses in a screen of every size. Still, we know that in the passing of eternity you offer up your own demise. So scheme away and spend your fortune on nightmares and maddening dreams. Evil giving way to hatred induced from love at the curtain call or so it seems.
Thursday, January 8, 2015
Emotionally eclipsed by the fall from grace that I took. Slamming myself inside, I knew you were cumming by the way you shook Regarding my own misery I wore it like a glove, and what it is to me is the opposition of true love. I suffer madness in screaming silence without salvation. Immersed in sadness I still don't understand my damnation. I look to the sky while wishing someone cared for the two of us. Rehabilitating my actions even though my treatment was unjust. Those bitches swarmed like vultures over me in my pain. Just waiting to pick apart anything left that was still sane.
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
My stability is founded by indecisiveness to move either way. I wanted to care when you struck but no words were left to say. You've compounded insult with injury leaving my wounds too deep to heal. You hate groupies made horror and fantasy all too demeaning and real. With humility I apologized while I stood before you with my heart totally open. I remember your wicked smile as you reached in and completely destroyed what was broken. You walked into the pathway of a psychotic criminal playing a hero. Your toxicity overflowed while you reveled in the idea of me a zero. No one told me you were coming but I knew your darkness was my kind. Still, we were banished by mutiny leaving only insanity until the end of time. The righteous growth spurt was stunted as the inversion of chaos prevailed. Another lie was tweeted and virul as the nail upon the crucifix was nailed. Upon this quest to the truth that lies within the rainbows I find beauty in death. In purgatory hall the leaders of the anonymous meetings were spun from slamming meth. Is there another way to an ending that's more like a porno scene? Is there anyone out there to even care or understand anything I mean?