Thank you all for reading ^^


Death is always lurking
My words have been lacking,but Im arund once in a while ^^

Thanx for reading ^^



The story continues...but maybe that will be another day...maybe..

When does it matter?
If asked for, will it come?
If there is nothing to ask for, what is left?
No smile, passion, Motive
No push or pull
No weight
Nothing inside but waste
Talentless
Tasteless
Motionless
Dull gray and dry
Never more
Always so much less

Live to fail another day
To Seek a Violent End to this cycle of questioning
Cut off the bits that stand out from the rest
Beg for the undeserved respect
for the unglamorous thought you blind yourself from
Core your emotions and blend
Swallow it all down in one Shot
It’s not about the taste until its deserved
Try not to choke on it

Hello ^^

Glad you enjoyed it

Thanx for reading

Greed can consume the simple minded
But some of us know that we are selfish/greedy


What are you selfish/greedy about/with?

Joy brought of False
Laughter Lied upon
Bridges build to collapse
Why do you bother?

The commentary of you who knows what?
Stick to your view and spread the idea idiotically
Your Ideal find is unholy and spit on
You still want it?

A Drunk
A Whore
And you
Or is that really you?

Make your words Final
Hold your actions for what will come after
Close your eyes and rest on your thoughts
Look back before the grim flashes

Why do you tease?

The laws of physics and life, always working against me

Why do you play with my emotions?

Why give them to me at all?

Leave me to fail

Fall apart under presure

And you give me Tears

Still you tease without need

You give me Nothing

And you say life is what I am given

What does that mean?

Life?

Why create opportunity

When such a thing is only nonsense

Or is this "Sense" another trick

Another road to lead of failure

Of disappointment and suicide

These word are fraile

But I know that they will not Fail

Very Nice Write ^^

Babbling



Opening a Door
Sealing away the laughing birds
Feeling for the cold steel to assist my balance
A breeze of something foul
Then a grunt and squawk for fear
A red tense of end feel near

Your face shows a silent stress that slows your beauty
Hurting seems to be something commonly felt
Boredom taken over and seen within your actions
Yet, it’s not easy to see
Maybe none of it is even true
Eyes only wanting to view you by its corner
Almost as if one might be scared
Questions come to mind
By my voice finds it hard to speak
Struggling right beside one another
Yet not together
Closed, cold, feared and confused
The heart brings something to seem as nothing
But possibly could have been something

Hungry or Not?


Animals were meant to be eaten
Just as much as humans
A good idea of what to do with the not so bright ones
Ever wonder what a certain person might taste like?
Would they be good for stew or better roasted?
Use their fingers for appetizers or the so called “Finger foods”
Liver and onions would be a classic
Garlic and herb forearms with a side of baked elbows
Chocolate covered eyeballs or cherry filled
Pickled feet or smoked lips
A nice slab of skin
A splash of extra virgin olive oil
A pinch of Salt
A dash of pepper
So many ways to serve the human kind
What might you be having?

Thanx ^^"

Lay me down into the decorated dark box
Nail it and dig a few feet under
Spelling the last thing on my mind

Finished and one with
Inside a fiery pit of familiar heats
Nothing left on a side I already step away from
Alone with myself to rot and decay
Lie with nothing but the thoughts of past and a lost future

Ever wonder what it might be like to live away from life and inside a gated cell?
Does the idea drive you?
Ever wonder what taking a life away would feel like?
Wonder of your own?
What happens after my lids refuse to ever show me the lights and colors of life again?
Wonder why or how you can breathe?
Ever thought of everything as having a reason and if you will ever find out?
How does the thought process make reason?
Why find comfort in waters other then those that say are just too deep?
What drives you?
Sanity of a broken man
a long forgotten Secret of a mad man
a fence to high to jump because everyone else told you that you were afraid of heights
a tall thin fence that holds blisters of curiosity and scars that show its age
mad man?
What madness do you see?
We see none with our eyes
Maybe you need to be checked
Checked for the Madness that feeds these bones?
I know that I know you are of a foul disgusted rusted man
Approach me with a drive
For this is a heavenly Madness that Drives me so
A golden age for madness
A reason of driven madness lies just beyond the tall thin blistered fence you fear and can not stand
Driven Madness
Who knew the pleasures?

No More Heroes




Shot down hope

Heroic Cape snapping shamefully in the winds of sorrow

A mask hiding more than a Face

More then secrets

A Villainous frown

A strength borrowed of mishaps

The Mistake of not looking back

Creating the Mask

Crafting the Cape

Forging the Cruel nature

No longer Heroic

No longer a strength

No longer a thought kind enough to erase the Man made Filth

Time forces change
Often a slow pace
Those who were damned
Who were cursed for living
Still may you be damned
But forgiven eventually


Time and distance, lack of amusemnt.....how bothersome


Who is still the same person they were Yesterday?

^^

I have an imbalance....and share Characteristics of other things

but I guess Im use to it

"Sick" or not

I will be what I has always been

Hello Danaleekss ^^


Thanx for your post

It seems to speak directly to me, nearly every aspect

And it is exactly what Im afraid of

Finding my Drive will most likly be harmful for those around

so I keep people away

and keep myself away from myself when I can...


I could never put it all into words before

No one Crushs on DeathsTreaty Either

They call me names and see me as something foul and undeserving

Life crush me

But I can not return those feelings...