Pulled out the strings together,
Tied all the coffin tighter,
Pull the trigger many times,
Blood! Blood! Blood!

Oh darling.
My mind.
My mind is killing me.

It is in fact the one and only place in this god forsaken world where I can be safe.
Where I don’t have to belong.
Where everything is possible.
Where I have a place to hide.

But,
It is killing me.

Aerosmith on vinyl
Your hand on my throat
Listen to Toys In The Attic
I'll be your toy, Make me choke
Kiss me ever so softly
While your lips tell me jokes
Send chills down my spine
When I smell your cologne

Show me your favorite songs
Tell me your crazy stories
I want to know who you are
I just want you to adore me
Look through my eyes to my soul
Hands all over my body
Steal the air from my lungs
I swear you're killing me softly

o' my splendid sailor
have you come to bewitch me?
o'er the raging waters
daring the deviant winds

a rose i pin on your chest
laced in poison, you shall meet
a death soon shall bestow
along with facade of a weeping bride

my handmaiden, my petal
she does gardening as it seems
my only rose who could be
your misfortune o'er the streams

o' my splendid sailor, welcome
into a farmer's daughters' abode
a bargain between you and my father
futile decision behold

I'm a woman of silence
so shall you see
I'm a woman of my weapons
so shall you sink

a lonely girl parading innocence
my handmaiden will console me
your last breath o'er my lips
your crewmen will hear me

o' my splendid sailor
my handmaiden's work is not a piece of art
i asked her to prepare your rose
now you will always be in my heart.

Why can't you feel this?
How i am sinking...right back down
to where the darkness lives.
How tall men and
lipstick-red lies paint my dreams
at night,
instead of sleep.
How the only time
i can feel the cold
is when i lay on the floor,
drooling, with whiskey pouring from
my being.
How the taste of food
is just a grey sky
with sharp clouds.
How i feel myself slipping,
but no one can see me...

without turning it into an enemy to **** again

the enemy isn't that man is
its that man makes it to be

The collateral fiction of Waves
The sounds of echoes scream as I strained by my body by the beat of the music  
Tears pouring down on my  makeup
You can hold me down if you want to
I don't really mind 'cause I'd like to
Feel love, how it hurts,
Guillotined of principles killing my subconscious thoughts of the injustice
When we cling on each other bodies doesn't matter the weather changes on over the collide of pauses
And I was writing poetry about you every day
And yeah, I know that things
They never tend to stay the same
But I don't think you love me and it kills me every day
Burned out by the red cuff of over lining shine
The word we're unimaginable
By the colorful pigments of fools
Like the collision of her blames that blinds her before she flies higher than the stars
Blink of the moon and the perpendicular crimination of crimson cream
Bloom all over the sky of orange and blue
The sense of unhappiness is so much easier to convey than that of happiness. In misery we seem aware of our own existence, even though it may be in the form of a monstrous egotism: this pain of mine is individual, this nerve that winces belongs to me and to no other. But happiness annihilates us: we lose our identity
What was she supposed to feel
What was she supposed to do
In the different universe, how was her story gonna end
So many victims tattered her eager thoughts
It is better to lock up your heart with a merciless padlock than to fall in love with someone who doesn't know what they mean to you.
Let her sin away her thought of us
Let her devils ruin her soul and peace of mind
Pictures of her burns alive as the wave take her away

I was jealous I wouldn’t lie.
You search my eyes I will not pry.
I feel nothing I would do it again.
Just to see her eyes rolled over again.

You caused this so don’t you cry.
Every day you tell lies.
‘How I love you darling.’
But your eyes were all over the place.

Let’s be real, take off shackles.
Isn’t this for the slaves who tried to battle.
You can trust me I hand myself over to you.
Cause if it leaves to me you would lose.

I killed her I will not lie.
I stab to the chest but she didn’t die.
I step it up a notch.
So, I torture her.

The pain was severe, I could see.
As, tears drip down her face.
I smiled, this was what I want,
For her to feel the pain that I endured.

For he has cheat, that’s no excuse.
Maybe it was my anger that cause this news.
I know I have a death sentence but please think like me.
Wouldn’t you be satisfied that she has die.
For I am being honest, ain’t telling no lie.

They make love in our bed.
As if it was normal.
She was my bestfriend.
Our love was not formal.

Sure, I **** her I tell no lie.
Am I proud?
Well…
I couldn’t answer, I only smile.

I will admit I think it was a bad idea.
But, just the thought of her gone
Just boost my ego.
With a stab to the chest she did not die.

Blood was over pouring out her mouth.
She started to cough,
She started to choke.
While he stood in the corner feeling sorry for her.
That just make me wanting for more.
She didn’t die just yet.
She was glaring,
She was bearing.
To show how strong she was.

Sad to say I have the will,
I have power.
He stood and cried.  
While I stood and laugh.

Her feet was a shaking mess.
Why so nervous?
I wondered!
Her eyes dance until they land on his.

I couldn’t help it I have the gun
So, without a second thought
I shot him,
He staggers,
She cried,
I laughed,
He died.

I know, I think she would die first.
But what’s the fun in that.
She watched my man, her man, our man died.
I love the feeling I will tell you no lie.

Do I regret?
No!
But, that’s not the end.
Remember she didn’t die.

The police were at my doorstep,
Interrupting my rendezvous.
Of course, they agreed I wasn’t a fool
Who was gonna kidnapped two cheaters.

I couldn’t help it I have the gun
So, without a second thought
I shot him,
she fell limp,
he staggers,
I laughed,
They died.

That’s the end my dear
I know you weren’t prepared
They died,
I died.