

Lost.What I once felt, What I once loved, What I once hated,Lost.
I remember.
The way you made everything perfect, Then cast me into hell. The way you made everything okay, Then killed me on a whim.
Decisions I thought were made, Scars I thought had healed, Endings that never had beginnings,
Everything I once had, Everything you tore from me, Everything I bleed, Everything you took from me.
Why? Why do you come back now. Thinking it's alright Its ok.
I saw the beauty of heaven in your eyes, I


Hate Love and TearsThe exstacy, The torment The hellish reality, Of your blissful return, Bittersweet joy of your return, It all turns to death in the end.Hate Love and Tears
Why can't you this, Never return, Stop the torment of my soul, Just let me live, In the shattered reality you built for me.
Thoughts intertwine inside the soul, Hate Love and Tears, And the memories of the times I spent in heaven with you. Hate Love and Tears, And the memories of the times I found myself alone, Hate Love and Tears. And the memories of the times I cursed your name, Hate Lo


The Fallacy of LifeStaring here, An undefined gaze into the eternal distance, Feeling again what stabs through my heart, and slices a piece of my soul.The Fallacy of Life
The fallacy of life, The misguided lies of existance and meaning, both gained and lost. Lingers in memory too clearly.
Dreams come and go, Time carries on without missing a note, Life plays through time with its muddied clarity.
Once a thing of beauty, Has now fallen from grace, The suffering of the soul begins. A mistake made, A tear shed, A cry of anger, The pull of hatred, Trust giv


The Beauty of the DamnedYou seem so perfect in the light of the night sky, Your smile glistens in the starlight, Your heart calls out to me. Your eyes bleed with deception, Your soul full of pain and hatred, The light in your eyes betrays you. I am entranced with your hellbound beauty.The Beauty of the Damned
You drag me into your world, I willingly follow amazed by all its wonders. All the beauty that lies within. You pull me yet deeper.
You seem tired of pain and death, Your words betray thier true meaning, Whispered lies turn into truth, I am immersed in the beauty of your soul, You h


The Choice4.45 a.m. Black. Silence. 6.13 a.m. Grey. A car passing. 9.22 a.m. White. A kind voice.The Choice
Chalk taste. I remember:
I sit. The blue cushion is soft and still warm from the old man with his brown coat and squeaky shoes. The rest of the chairs contain blank faces, a man, a woman, a man, a man, a man. I stare at the assistant but she is busy opening and closing drawers, reading prescriptions and smiling. The white coat she wears makes her look pure and clinical, part of the room, efficiently moving. Not efficient enough for my liking. Bored of her conservative beauty I glance around at the stacks of modestly labelled


My heart's rebirthThe death of my soul and the birth of my heartMy heart's rebirth
I can feel you so close, but I know pain too well. I lay on my cruxification, the nails of my sorrow droven through my hands. I want to die, and be with you, but I can't really go with you. I want to drive you through my heart and end the pain, I want to drive you through my heart and feel the sweet embrace of death. I want to be born again, I want to hold you in my arms, I want to love you forever, but I can't. I have the will, I have the power, but I don't want to die. My desire stops me, my inability is barric


The Gates of HeavenThe Gates of Heaven ===================The Gates of Heaven
There was once this man, his life in misery. He lost everything he had. He started drinking and his life turned into a greater nightmare. Day by day that passed, he sank deeper into his own feelings. For the worse. Not for the better. Alchohol was his solution. Soon he had no money to buy it. He got fired from his job. And he has been living alone all his life.
One day, the man grabs his light-brown trenchcoat, dirty as it was. And goes out. He smelled of
alchohol. His eyes were grown weary... and red. The face
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It's nothing to worry,
Just my tainted mind
Fluided with thoughts,
Unwarranted thoughts.
To surcease it was too easy,
I'll deny.
Then, I lied.
I killed.
The one was there to trust.
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