I'm sweating, I'm getting rotten,
I'm running, I'm screaming,
I'm fallen.
somebody take me back to autumn,
I'm not leaving, I'm still dreaming,
I am not forgotten.





I'm clinically insane, I don't remember my name,
I can clearly hear voices in my brain, someone just screamed at me to hurt myself again.

I can tell you my story but you see... you see I'm not sorry for what I became,
I never knew who I was long before when things seemed so lost and strange.

no matter how much I bleach my eyes, I can't undo what cannot be changed,
no matter how much I teach my lies, the words will whisper the same.



I left that place a wrong time ago and all that's left of it is deranged.



A feeling I can't describe, it eats me out alive and I feed on the pain,
I can't explain, there's so much noise to bleed that I fear I might miss the train.

I don't want to be the lonely one, the only one closed in a frame
weeping in silence forever, at a
corner where no one remembers my name.

I know in time I will eat all that is mine, the monster won't be tamed,
for I've seen the evil shine when ever my eyes rain.

and they will tell you it was me, no one's else guilty enough to be blamed,
hell, don't tell it wasn't for me, for I fell in love with the chains.

I'll eat you in your own kitchen.
It wasn't a pleasant start was it ?
...Let me start on a different note. 


How about a story on Bratt ?

Bratt was funny maybe a little quirky but man did he deserve his fate ?. Maybe not but again - I'm an animal. A disease that rots you from inside out and slowly devours you until your last moment, where i feed you to the fire and burn you alive. While i dance as you scream and sing as you begin to fade. I am that kind.
The most disgusting sight you'll ever have the pleasure to witness. I wear a heart of different kind but let me sing about bratt first..

He lay on the grass-
Ever so softly he wept,
Eyes watching everywhere,
As he drips in sweat
Anticipating my company
And withering in fear 
Oh, that moment
I can't bear,
I hear a song,
Of a different kind.
A symphony so beautiful,
Playing on my mind.
And then I dance,
Oh, I eat upon his grave,
And I can see god,
As just the light fades.


I thought that was too many emotions on a single page and i can't help myself for being a sappy poet riddle maker.

I strangled that kid. Then I ate him. I ate him. Enough about me though, I'll tell you a story, read very carefully.

Once I met a man
Eyes I couldn't understand
The air 
Ate away all the sand 
But the hourglass
Still pour
And upon his ashes 
A phoenix soar.
His wings mighty 
In its shadow I saw the stranger 
And I heard his whisper 
I was the death angel 
So I pushed him inside
Till I saw my mother 
She was screaming something
But I couldn't no more 
Ask my little brother.


That's rotten, I made no sense there. Did I ?. I mean I can clearly understand what the heck I just wrote but someone reading this might not. Danm he won't. It was my dad, he started all this. Fed my delusion that violence is the key to all happiness. I was smart though, and with a little hygiene, I am in a much better shape. I'm not blaming him, I'm sure those fancy doctors and scientists will all agree with me. Let me write something for them as well.


Ugly duckling never became
-Beautiful.


That's all I can preach about it. It's complicated. Now, I would present my case to you, so you can judge me better. I once killed a little girl because her mother couldn't take care of her properly. I felt pity. See, I am capable of pity. My point is, I killed a little girl out of pity, then I ate her. That brings us to another glimpse of utter nonsense.


I once killed a man 
Because he was happy 
And I once killed a man 
Because he was sad 
I once killed a man 
Because he was sappy 
Oh, I once killed a man 
And then I killed his dad.

I love twosomes, three is crowd, and I would like to point out, I am a bad man, If you haven't noticed thus far. You can either **** me or I keep on killing. Ask yourself 'what would have god done' ?... nothing. He doesn't gives a **** about you, why would he ?. If he did, why did he make me ?. So, I can **** innocent people. What exactly is mysterious about this plan ?. He enjoys when I **** people or why wouldn't he stop me. I don't believe in god though, just messing with you delusional kind. You can all believe in a man floating in the sky but the truth is, I am your god when I **** you. Trust me on this, god is in everyone. You just have to claim him. 


I ate little birds,
When I was small.
Then I ate a cat,
When I got a little tall.
I have so many creatures,
Hidden inside the walls.
But believe me when I say,
I drank all their tear drops-
Every last of them.

Well, the reason I wrote all this down is because I want someone to know my whole story, right from the start till the very now, But again I can't let them walk away. So, I do this thing. I tell them everything. 

Claim me your king 
Let the metal sing 
Kiss you, and bid you bird
So long, fly.
Now close your eyes 
Stop believing your lies 
You are nothing ever-more 
I am your king,
I whisper and you die.
If you turn around 
you can see
I have an axe,
Good-bye.

my mind is exploding,
I'm having an attack
fending the darkness against my back
so much crap i have had
but i am so sorry
my bad
it was me who put me inside this pit
not the people who never gave no ****
as i was burning alive
fire running through my life
I'm trying so hard but nothing no longer fits
It's a mess
man in the mirror screams at me to look at myself
i keep my eyes closed but i can't get rid
oh man, i hate this kid
i hate his face
i hate how it fits so perfectly on mine
how he sits cold and lonely all the ******* time
telling his story in weird voices and stupid rhymes
talking like a curse,
a heart to purge
growing cold with time
my head is aching
I'm so numb waiting
every time i see the sun shine
it starts raining
and every morning i say goodbye to the stars fading
my scars aging
there's no one out there for me waiting
I'm lonely
i hope i better be
for i wasn't meant to love
i'm not complaining
but its makes me sick
that i can never live with what i don't have to give
I'm still weighing on a blade razor thin
wearing a mask painted with a grin
but no one ever looks in the eyes
crooked and grim
he's a sin
it's a sin
but he won't let them in
the mute can't sing
i remember a time when i wasn't this cold
but now the kid's old
looking back at no-one and nothing

Whispering
away
the inadequacy
of life
The moral dilemma
of
being never found
Hiding in the comfort
of
every sunrise
Only to find winter falling all around


Making
idols
  from the pouring weather
Thirsty of warmth
rotting in a coffin
Words dying between folds of a letter
Staring in a mirror that is laughing





I see a man without a voice
His eyes as black as coal
I hear the silence in his noise
with
december in my soul



empty
chair
  is rusting by itself
on a fine day to
live and die
in a far corner which no one can tell
there's no standing for a final goodbye




porcupine
skeleton
  hangs in the closet
breathing fumes of a house burning down
dead babies murmur in a cradle of filth
afraid of the clown dancing round





the sky has been lit
on fire
and i sit alone watching the sun fade
strangers chant by the
pyre
consuming the idols science made




i see the time turning
old
the fear shall devour me whole
i ******* eyes burning cold
with
december in my soul
that fades in me and eats my heart
i am left with nothing to feed my pain
memories pierce like broken
shards
and here i bleed now once again
take away my name
and my lies
Leave me with my shadow in tears
i'm the duckling who couldn't fly
a stranger no matter what i
wear
weeping
autumn's
melancholic
colour
painting my window in a gloomy hue
where
i still sing to the face in the mirror
oh god
i remember a sky so blue


I remember


Watching the rain fall


I remember it all


There was so much more


No stained walls



No windows hiding in the dark


only people with no face



To have never left that old place



where december rained on my soul



found me whole


lost me whole

One..two..three..

Sleep..


confusion creates ripples
Blurred faces and hushed whispers
All across the place where it stands
So many thoughts unraveling
Flowering into the empty space
in a voice i do not understand



Do what makes you happy
For in time you'll be empty
The day will be spent
With nothing to repent
And tomorrow will be gone
For an eternity




Ask yourself when you can
Was it all worth it ?


The dream you've been living
Did you ever find it ?




My heart simmering in warm glow-
Of the heavens angels those sing
Falling in love with my wishful dreams
Screaming about my lonely sin
in a way i do not understand






I am crawling back to deep slumber
With all that maths
and all those numbers
Staring at me from the corner
Of the coming december




As i sit and,




Separate the two faces staring at the wall
Before the blues infects the tear drops





Do not whisper
Close your eyes
And just breathe

Do not linger
Let it all die
So you can leave





Pretend to be someone else
It's easy to lie and fade
You can almost see yourself
In pieces you've been made

The dreams you've been chasing
You're never going to catch it
What else are you still looking for
Do you think you'll ever find it




As i sit and,



Break the two hearts beating as one
I know, there's only room for one




No it's not weird
When no one seems to understand
Sometimes it's not real
Like a broken castle in the sand


Let them all disappear
Now there's nobody here
They're all gone

Do you still feel naked
Are you still scared
Was it the fear all along ?




Slow down and freeze
Into another moment and drown
Can you feel the torment
Of being never found
Even when they're all around




Just when you're smiling
You're about to cry
Everything you've been missing
And you don't know why



Something is always missing
So
You've painted the night
With a million stars you'll never see
In a hope the sun sets one day
And we could be free



Wake up..



One..two..three

do you want to die?
he kept staring in the mirror
do you want to die?
and he kept staring at the picture
no words nor whispers
only silence
burning his skin
numbing his breath
subduing the voices
crawling inside his head
with a static smile
eyes red
he kept staring at the wall
in a hope to forget
Death
Dread
and all the little things