Confession
Contributed by
Kane
on
Thursday, 3rd November 2005 @ 09:37:43 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I bit down upon the blade cutting my own tonge,
In hopes I drown on my own blood,
Misery and pain is an everyday thing,
No sunshine in my life, just a very sharpe knife,
I have no hope, no regret, as I put two more through his chest,
Eyes froze in fear, as the pluse races then disappears,
The enity within me has taken control of my body,
I have no remores as I jouney down this evil course,
Choas and destruction, selling my soul at the devil's auction,
To the high bidder I go, what's in store for me I don't know,
Will it be a life of crime, or a life of hard times,
My future looks bleck, Heaven or Hell which do I seek,
Like a knife in a spline, removed slow watch them bleed,
The pain so intense, listen to them scream,
The hair stands up on my arms and neck, kinda like an orgasim during sex,
Death by death I follow the path, all the while I can hear him laugh,
Wonderful it is to be consumed by sin,
More blood is spilled as anger builds,
The sky is engulped by fire, the ground shakes,
Fear takes control by the choas I create.
Heart & Soul
Kane
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Kane
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2005-11-03 09:37:43] (Date/Time posted on
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