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I wish I lived where they hung heretics. I wish I lived somewhere. Even in the summer, I still lay in slumber. I wait for the day someone, or something, will wake me. I wait like the rest of humanity. Others around me claim to be leaders, but the fence around us they cannot scale either. My faith is weak, even though I caught a peak behind the veil. I can't shake the feeling that being aware means being in hell. The stone I stand on faulters and fades. I struggle to find a way to get paid cash that blows itself. I struggle to find another, although they struggle themselves. My life is grand and canyon like in appearance. My body decays, I won

What if I had to die to save my life.As obscure as this question may seem that is exactly what i did last night. As I sank deeper into the abyss witch had defeated me for years, I struggle not to be consumed by the ocean of my guilt driven tears.I know who I am and I'm aware of everything I have done, The lord bids me to stay and fight, FEAR of failure prompts me to run. One night my heavenly father spoke to me,"Peanut I feel your pain and I have witnessed all the wrong you have done, I alone am the authority over your life and you are forgiven my son. Last night I died and was reborn in the blood of Christ. I fell asleep in impenetrable da

You come to me silently in a long black robe and a scythe in your hand are you the one that is known as death if so take me with you to the dark abyss of the underworld were demons run free walking on a ground of soulless body's sailing on a river of dark red blood I try to see your face but there is none. Take me to the heart of hell to drink with the devil I look into his eyes and see a powerful God ruling a beautiful land of death feeding off the sins of humans and drinking from the river of blood this is were I want to be a dark bloody world full of the one's who did not make it to heaven can this be my new home if so let me know

How can I trust when so many are missleading they'll say they will be there for you but these niggas are deceiving out in public yea your cool people for sure but that all change when your behind closed doors when the monster inside of others come out for a little more your suppose to be my family but your saying you got feelings for me you pulled out your fucking dick and asked "can you please do something for me" dirty ass man rubbing on me saying if I take care of you you'll take care of me I ask you not to touch me you say no one will know what happens but you and me and when I finally think I got free from dealing with the nasty old frea

The rabbit foot Walking through the woods one day I spied a thing on the ground. It happens to be a rabbit's foot. At least I thought. In my pocket, it did go. Then the trouble it began to flow. I fell down in a hole and broke my elbow. Then I ran up the steps and in to the door. A black eye did have for a week I think. The to the bath tube I went. With a splash. I didn't have time to take my close off. To bed, I went with a bang as the bed fell apart. And now I think with a sad face because I found out it wasn't a rabbit foot at all

With windows caked in grime, the hotel sits in filth, the streets covered in dirt. the room filled with dried stains, the curtains drawn for privacy, the lights turned off for privacy, the lights turned off for solitude, the weeps of a woman fill the air, the screams of the man drown her out, the bodies shake, the bodies quiver, the cigaret burns half finished in the glass tray, the smoke curling to the ceiling, the screams and weeps cease, the pair begin to hug, the hair of the other warming their face, the shallow eyes gaze into the others, the thin lips twist into a smile, the weak bodies shake and twitch, the muscles begging to give up, t

I think this drink and cigarette has been abused Am i still a loser if i aint got nothin to lose Hit rock bottom and im plannin to stay Finally found a place to rest my head and lay Ill look back and see how great it used to be Friends are gone and left my family Because i left home for a dark sullen place These evil thoughts cant be replaced Im gonna snap one of these days So for me all you can do is hope and pray I havent been happy in about a year Every laugh and smile i give is incredibly insincere Im on the ledge tear blind eyes brain feels like mush Wish i had a friend, not to pick me up, but to give me a push

Immense pain Crippled joy Done with life It's not worth the strife Broken and torn Shattered and sick Lost without hope In the abyss A made up mask To hide the pain Deep down inside My heart screams in vain

This world isn't built by dreamers, it's built by leaders and believers. How are those dreams supposed to come true if you don't believe? We can spend our whole life trying to conceive. But it's worthless if that dream fades away with you life. Next thing you know you're working two jobs, have three kids and a wife. Instead of living this constant strife. Take back what's right. And then you'll see the light. Dreamers turn to believers. But if you're caught in this fallacy. Nothing gets done, actually.

Good thoughts can take you to dreams to see. The happiness of love and messages that pleased. Bad affinity can take you to nightmares. The first agreement made out of use or friendship. Rememberance can take you to dreams to feel. The eternal cycle and the longing of the perfect time meet. Lies can take you to nightmares. God make you see hell and test your fate. Memory can take you to dreams to things. You get to find out some belonging is worth a gift. False answer can take you to nightmares. It merges into lost and invade by God's punishments. So wake up love one and another. Love God everydays given.