For you, to know

I’m walking through the mist, always remembering the fuckin’ fist, recently received. I’m standing alone, in the cold, in the snowy mourning, watching  the bloody river flowing. Drownin’ my mind in sorrow, in the empty thoughts, running back and forth.

Walkin’ slowly , enjoying the pure snow, freezing, while my head hurts like it’s sqeezing itself. It doesn’t matter at all. Everything around me is fading, I’m still forced to commit misdeeds, in order to take care of my needs.

You’re still laughing while my body’s dying, while my smile’s crying. Laugh, laugh, you sick perv. I’ll patiently wait my turn !

I’ve lost the other oneself, I’ve lost my shadow, my smile, my feelings, my consciousness. I have died (the bell have tolled for me) . Six feet under, dancing w/ the tiny worms, even though they’re devouring my tired corpse. They’re my friends, disgusting, in your opinion. Laying breathless in the darkness, forgot in my deepest sadness. No escape from the cage, I’ll return after you, full of rage ! I’ll take you w/ me, underground, in hell, in order to show you what you’ve showed me. Burnt, cut skin, dead eyes, rotten heart, lies and false voices from within. You’ve changed me, you made me what you didn’t wanted to be, what you didn’t wanted to see. How bad it can be, after all ? I’m just darkness, floating in the thin air of sharpness.

I’ll reborn.

Filthy, wrong, guilty, strong. Muddy, gone, absent, done. Confused, obsessed, hurt, burnt. Song, drunk, ding-dong, sick, short, thick, boned.

[ Forgive me, mother, that I have sinned. You’re not the only one in need. I have a soul too.]

I’m hugging the wall of penitence, in the cry of despair.

Rope

Yes, I’m the devil, I’m like a vulcano, I’m the evil. I’m up when you cannot see, I’m what you cannnot be. I’m dark, I’m old, I’m chaos, I’m hold by the dusty time, unfaithful rhyme. I’m the one who should die in order to make you fine. I’m just the pain in the ass, in insane, I’m the only who like to blame and to hurt herself.

I’m the haunted one. Why do you still haunt me ? You’re not forgiven, nor forgotten. I’m obliged to see your suicide in my nightmares over and over again. Bloody rope. You thought there’s no fuckin’ hope..

[ You’re the only, and the only one that I truly miss. You wanted bliss, but you’ve huged the death’s kiss ]

I’m trying to fill the spaces w/ my own mistakes, while I gave up to give my best. I’m tired too, but I won’t be doin’ like you !

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Black rose

I’m lost, I’m wrong,

I’m pale, I’m a desolation song.

Where do I belong ?

Am I weak or am I strong ?

Keep wonderin’ what’s to do next,

while I’m listening Komprex.

Forgotten tales, weeping souls

and bloody tears in some muddy bowls.

I’ve lost your sweet smell..

Well, I’ll gonna search it in every man

’till I’ll gonna find it.

As well, I’ll catch you in my dreams

and I’ll take you in my own sunbeams.

I cannot detach of your stuff !

You’re everywhere, watchin’ me from above,

pullin’ me forward in order to solve

my neverending tenebrous nightmare from the grave.

Dirty impozant funeral stone,

which’s watching my hollowed bone,

is tellin’ tales, is trying to scream,

while my dark soul it’s lost in an illusory dream.

I’ve been there, I’ve done that,

fucked him, fucked that,

I’ve been hiding under an invisible, magical hat.

I’m fallin’ asleep,

remembering your foolish weep,

buried in my black roses  heap.