You can never run or hide from your greed
Twisted by your tainted hands of sins
For you are not afraid to rise your sword aimlessly

And mercy never crossed your pitiful mind
As you drown the innocent with their own anguish and blood

You have become someone your hateful soul molded
As you rise from the ashes of your once beautiful life
And destroyed the peace of the world

You have caused sufferings amongst the humankind
The world of people you once loved

Living like a demon
So much darkness
And so much numbness

You have lead your own blood lust world

a sad soul whispers
i wish i never met you
to the demon in the empty room
and it replies
with a voice that flows thick and sweet
almost suffocating
but darling you created me
and it laughs as her tears hit the sheets
and it sounds just like him
you do this to yourself
she can smell his cologne on its breath as it leans closer
he doesn't care and neither do i, no one does
it blinks and it's eyes turn as blue as his
she tries to look away but it grabs her cheeks so she gets one last good look at what she tries to forget
it won't let her forget
he won't let her forget
then it dissipates into the lonely space
but the weight never leaves the air

s.s

The foundation starts to crumble,

building like a muscle spasm

seemingly suddenly

but the chasm’s not shallow.



A throbbing pulsation,

intensity multiplying

through a fragile vein

where the weak start  to stumble.



There are cracks in the sidewalk,

disjointed like tendon

shouting through the pain

of childhood stained in chalk.



And the moment’s not passing.

The golem’s gnawing,

crushing bone into sand

into dust into hand.



The grinding screeching metal

causing the spark to ignite

the forgotten weeded mind

which fights but won’t settle.



Then the clenched power courses,

telling lies in righteousness

crying, “this won’t end!”

unless you stop it.



But the repletion of madness

tears the blood from the knife.



The throat is open.

The mountain’s *****

punching holes into families.



The swinging freedom of

unconscious motion

finds a target in innocence

if exists such a myth.



Sweltering demented meltdown

eroding this tail wagging acceptance,

ripping at the skin of freewill,

proving a point.



That monster has no soul.

that demon stares backward,

smiling from the pages

of mankind’s fiction.



“Burn!” he hollers.

Suffer and burn.

You are my children

in the lake of fire.



Only when it dries,

staining the lips of emotion

can those eyes see once more-

there is a person buried beneath.



A man in the devil’s jacket.



A man.

Body count arises,
The cause leaves little survival,
Naked and barely breathing,
My home gone to the destruction,
Calling my demons,
My nightmare induced voices,
Ironically keeps me sane,
Though it drives a nail,
A rust ridden one of hell,
Repeatedly screeching a noise,
Scraping of demons claws,
Digging deep within the edges,
Will a satisfying thud,
Along with a soft crack,
The soft outer skull,
Now was spilled,
Similar to an egg,
Pushed ever so slightly,
Into submission of revealing the yolk,
The grey brain matter is shown,
It barely hanging by the stem,
Blood pours by the gallon,
I sigh in relief to have calmed them,
The people upset the voices,
For the voices to not hurt,
Their whims must be heeded,
Punished the ******,
For you can be forgiven,
Human flesh taste of victory,
While the mind does of love.
Naked and barely breathing,
But we are alive none the less.

Letting go of you means
letting go of so much more
you don't understand.
Don't expect me to change on demand.
This is by far my
biggest emotional release.
It wont be anything like taking off a fleece.
I feel it unwinding,
each memory rewinding.
Old times that cant help remindin'
how hard it is at findin'
real love.
At one point I thought
you were from
above,
but then I realized
you fell
& you were supposed
to fall to
hell.
You rung my bell,
now I've got this story to tell.
You're another demon to fight.
while the rest
keep me up at night.

Your God wants you to suffer
Like a melting butter?

For the sake of the purity
Dark illusion of mankind
To be sorry for impurity...

Or if he gives you a chance to repent
Free to send more lies and oh yea pretend

" Thou commite more sins
thy priests are magic beans?"

O' ****** divinity of mankind greatest illusion
Why art thee giving them a worthless confusion

"I AM THE BEST" on thy mind
"Go guide the rest" like they're blind?

Dear believer you are such a fever
So Don't be my tutor

Do not change thyself for the sake of divinity
More to know, find thy essence of Humanity

There is a kind voice, coming out of the "trees"
Sending invitations, just don't use "handsfrees"

Talk to the stars and smell rain on the dust
Give toys to orphans and love them like you must
.