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Day by day I try to find a reason to stay I keep having homicidal thoughts i'll probably have them till my body stink's and begins to rott. I know I say it alot but it's truly what I feel. I'm not a liar this is foreal. Although I try to conceal all this pain and sorrow sometimes wishing I wouldn't live too see tomorrow. I feel as if i'm not worthy of living because all I think about is sinning. Seems like my demons are winning but this is only the beginning. When i'm high I feel like my angels are winning but when i'm sober sometimes the devil takes over like a real life game over dark or light I don't know which one to fight or which to invite no matter what path I choose i'll make sure that I never lose.

I am your friend


You may not have ever see me
But you know that i am here.
You can feel me in your heart
As you enter each new day.

I will always be there for you
i am your friend.

Someone to share the good times
as well as the bad .
I make no judegements by what you say
I just listen with my heart and hope to be of help in anyway i can.

I will be there for you now and forever and always please remember
I am your friend!!!!!

The pen...
began to move on it's own,
It wrote a book of lies,
Full of fancy, frilly things
in sinister disguise,
The eyes followed every word
in horror and dismay,
The story stood all on its own,
Turning every page,
Entranced and enthralled
at the sight of it all,
I had to be amazed,
How long I watched
the spectacle ?,
Hours, maybe days,
But in the end I realized,
It was the devils work,
And wanting no part of diabolical deeds,
I turned my back on the book...

Voices keep on pounding my brain
'Don't want her so badly'
But I'd rather kneel at her feet
than live life so sadly
She's got the touch I adore
And when she's in my arms I
only want more
She's the heart of my soul my
my life and my love
Is there anything on earth to
equal her love?

The day was cloudy on a Sunday afternoon, No bone caster could have seen the moment unraveling. The moment was unpredictable and intense, The strength and power of natural disaster was upon my valley. All known escape routes saved no purpose or reason. I was in a dungeon of darkness and camp of Saturn.

The movement forward presented no better option, the movement backwards presented the diabolical push factors. The two side wings movements paved unsteady ground and known Sodom and Gomorrah inevitable outcomes.

I was neither afraid nor surprised, the seed of darkness had drowned my soul. I was a soldier of misfortune. My dreams became cutting throats and chopping the human bodies for hell fire preparation. I understood the power of darkness and evil.

My eyes turned blood red and my brains recited human blood. I relieved the moments of the Nazi active spirit. I tasted the human blood like the vampires and discarded all the known values of, " I shall not kill". I was a terminator and my sole purpose was clear and defined. To kill and destroy.

Swords were drawn and ready, I sliced the human heart without remorse or care. Tears or blood spilling had no effect on my concious. I had conceived an ideology of terror or never. All my movements and actions possessed an element of human pain inflection. It was my destiny now and forever.

I was like Pharaohs in Egpt, I was like a Nazi during holocaust, I was like a disease called apartheid, I was Saul who became Paul, I was consumed with fury and hate, My spirit was the fountain or destruction and evil beginnings. Not even death had power over my will. My will yelled for human blood and bones.

This was the night of the knives, The history that noone wants to remember, The sad story of torment. The day knives became a weapon of choice. It was a dark and long night. Those that survived lives not to tell the story, the story is too inhuman to be recited. It was a Sunday afternoon which turned to a Sunday evening of the knives. This was the day of the knives.

"Im back!",
I yelled at the twisted world,
"What else do you have for me?,
I eat sorrow and sadness for
breakfast, topped with tragedy,
I swallow insanity gladly,
Chew madness up like gum,
You cant hurt me anymore,
Cause hurt is where I'm from,
I embrace the darkness,
Hold hands with the devil himself,
Most aspire to reach the heavens,
Im happy here in hell..."

tears of truth
ironed out off my face
questions I asked
you took for granted
cracks of lies and deceits
are but daggers
that diced me in pieces
I wish I can change
and turn around
looking for easy way out
never crossed my mind
neither have I ever thought
about running away
when love finds me
here in your arms
but now I know I am not
who I have become
a brusque and sullen
subdued by the wind
I am but a willow
with no strength
shifting whichever way
I am lured in
those memories we have woven
will they, too,
perhaps be expunged
when my mind succumbs
and fall to dysfunction?
oh I longed for time to end
and time will take me back
to wherever I came from...

dust to dust.

I need someone to love me for who I am and I know i'm loved by my friends and fam but its just not enough. I know i'm not buff or physically tuff or able to buy you expensive stuff but I promise i'll give you all my love. No matter what our love will soar higher than a dove. To me love is more important than anything because you will be my absolute everything. From the very start you'll be the only one that'll have my heart. I don't care what you look like or who you are I just want our love to travel far and have you brighten my darkness like a night time star.

Sun and Wind argued fiercely with each other
as to which of them really was the stronger

Wind said at sea I toss huge ships around
and on land I blow trees and houses down
Sun said my strength is helping things grow
feeding them sunshine with its radiant glow

On the road below in view of them both
a man came walking dressed in an overcoat
They agreed after discussing with each other
that who gets the coat off will be the winner

Wind went first and blew with all his power
but the man pulled the coat on even tighter
Sun then came out in his warmth and glory
and soon the man took off the coat in a hurry

So between gentle coaxing and raw power
oftentimes the former ends up the winner

Dawn into dark a moment of confusion.lighting up like a spark I feel I'm an institution.my mind is desperate to scream these emotions to breathe the air again.to turn dark into light.i walk on water as the gods speak to me through the dark of my mind. To feel my insanity.to stand and walk to reason and talk to fight and turn light into dark.