entertain my mutilated brain meats. ask it some questions? eh? ehh? O.o http://formspring.me/genarae
entertain my mutilated brain meats. ask it some questions? eh? ehh? O.o http://formspring.me/genarae
entertain my mutilated brain meats. ask it some questions? eh? ehh? O.o http://formspring.me/genarae
entertain my mutilated brain meats. ask it some questions? eh? ehh? O.o http://formspring.me/genarae
Whether concious or unconcious,
my demons lurk,
in the shadows of my thoughts
making me remember,
what i should forget
They worm their way into my dreams,
whispering….
taunting…..
and souring my bliss
As i speak
they whisper behind my voice,
twisting my words
to create my own personal
HELL
1. KAYLA S. because i absolutly love you so much. i miss you. i love you. you were my everything and still are.
2. Nathan G. because you showed me how much fun TRUE love could be
3. Izzy. because you were a best friend and i loved you
4. Daniel A. because you loved me, i looked up to you so much.
5. Clint M. because you used to be the best big bro i could ever want, im sad you changed
6. Bobby R. because you and i could relate to each other, you were an awesome friend
7. David H. because you were actually a really great friend to me, before you got obsessed with fame and played with my heart.
Your vile, just like the bile of 1,000 decaying corpses roaming the nights in the lights of the half lit moon. Why do you torture me? Ive not done a thing but you kill me as i sing my final song to those who’ll listen to my sorrow, the voice that i borrow isnt just mine, it is the voice of many before me who’ve tried to relay the message to delay the fall of humanity, but alas, our voice was not heard, not one little justified word, you mock me and call me unintelligent when all the while your intelligence withers away into nothing but at the time people see you as a genius because their hollow hearts have no one else to follow as they wallow in their own self absorbed insecurities, my voice will fade away but it will renew another day from another poor soul looking to find the answers to societies way, and there will still be people like you, killing their voice like its your choice to take their words away, one day some how some way you will hang from your feet above the street until you bleed from your eyes that have told so many lies, you’ll be nothing but a corpse in the ground with no voice and no choice to be heard, your silent now, and i have a chance to take my bow and sing my song because your lifeless now.
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