The devil drove a BMW,
He sung to the radio,
He would smile and talk with you
But his heart, stiff, felt none.
He’s soul was dead
Only tears he shed,
So I sold him mine,
Yet nothing, except two dead souls

His and mine.

I am not blind to the words you say,
Nor death to your hate,
I am simply ignorant
And forever dumb to the negativity you offer.
I am not strong enough to turn you down
But not weak enough to cry.

I’m actually ******* dying,
From your words that cut me deep,
So deep I’m ******* crying.

Now these voices won’t stop haunting me,
They say “ **** yourself”
If I **** myself they set me free,
But I know they’re ******* lying,
But I don’t care
Because I’m actually ******* dying.

I’m numb to dying and to words,
We have to be numb to survive,
You have to freeze your thoughts
And don’t feel them- Don’t let anyone in,
You freeze them
And build your wall.

Because you are numb.

My hands smoulder in the fire that we lit,
Nerves weaken,
round the fire as we sit,
Her eyes looked direct, she was a demon,
Can Something so ugly be ugly inside?
Or was she just ugly on the outside?
Questions unanswered,
Unanswered questions,
But one thing was indefinite,
I loved her.

Hello there, sitting down
Creating futures so unrealistic
So optimistic
Striving to be better than yourself
It’s almost narcissistic
So involved in your neighbours life
You begin to watch and inspect
It’s almost obsessive,
Jealous, so you sit and dissect
Eventually transforming into clones
From skin to bones
As you **** your soul without knowing
You begin to walk whilst dead
Until you read my writers passage
And you learn my writers message
And live again with the living

Hello there, on your knees
Coming to realisation
Of your souls contamination
Shedding tears of a man made creation
You begin to see a world not evolving around yourself
Asking yourself questions
Whilst falling to your hands
Finally realising the meaning of happiness
In that moment,
You change.

My heart beats fast when I lie,
But the same when I tell the truth,
Why is it I feel guilt when I’m honest?
Must be the stereotypes forced on the youth,
It reaches a point where I feel dishonest,
But my innocence means nothing
when I’m the bad guy.

The waters are running high,
I’m drowning
In your water shaped blood,
I’m ******* drowning
Oh, why is your blood so thin?
Why is it so ******* thin?

Brother my friend loves me more,
Your blood is not thick.
I’m not drowning brother.
Don’t save me brother.

For a second, we feel in control,
Setting a pace for fait,
Until we fail
Fait destroys the small hope we have,
Killing our sense of normality,
And so we begin to act irrationally,
And every-time fait wins,
Thou creating a circle of pain,
We’re we lose and fail over again,
Even if it kills us, or begins the circle again,
We still crave happiness,
Like it’s faits drug
Found from a simple hug.

**** love, **** trust, **** love,
I loved once and then I died,
He ****** love and then I cried.

******* love killed my soul,
Took my heart and left a hole.

Trust gave me nothing but ****,
Nothing but hope, that’s all it did.

Now I’m dead
So **** your love, **** your trust,
And
**** your love.

I spoke to the devil yesterday
He said if you sell me your soul
What will I pay?
I said one million pounds and a life worth living,
He said do you agree this is technically killing.
He gave me advice before I took the offer,
Just be numb to the pain and life will forgive,
Look at the world happy and not negative.
I don’t want your soul it’s broken in bits,
But if you fix it, I’ll take it,
without giving you tips

An unbearable thought,
Ate me from inside,
Killing my normality.
Ignore her? I tried.
Riding God-Speed, Souls attached.
I loved her contaminated heart, unsure of why
Possibly because we both wanted to die.
Thoughts died when I heard her laugh,
Giving me a sense of sanity, for once.

Flaws were there, I admit
But my best-friend? The best fit

A John Doe sat sided with a shadow,
A twin like shadow of the man in the moon.
Screams are silenced in his rock-like meadow,
No one noticed the man in the moon.

Dancing in the moons glow,
Stars watched them dance.
Under the moonlit sky.
Just to stop her
Cry.

Oceans speak when you listen,
Chanting thoughts to your youth,
Hearing reality opposed to normality.
The waves knew I loved before I did,
They knew he didn't
who am I to kid?

He held me tight whilst we danced the waves,
Creating a pain in my heart.

I rooted alone along the sand,
The circle of pain he left me with
Became a burden to my heart
But I still felt the warmth of his hand.

Or so I thought.

Contracted leather strained her *******,
veins *****,
Chocked by his hand,
slowly inject,
struggling to breathe...
breath, 1, 2 moan, 3, 4,
Clenching on the skin on her back,
She screams, dripping on his sack.
bloodshot cheeks, marked by him,
bloodshot neck, marked by her,
Thats the spot, hold it there...
5, 6, 7, 8
Breathe.

They told me stories,
I listened,
To the wondrous stories.

Captivated by the heavenly fairy-tales,
They told me stories,
Stories as good as heroine.

They told me 'bed-time' stories,
'Don't be sad' stories,
'Wipe your tears baby-girl' stories.

He didn't have to speak to tell me these stories,
his eyes, they told me stories themselves.