you know, now that i think about it, we are really all motherfuckers.
every one of us deep down is a big fat motherfucker with fucked up minds,like killing someone or just wanting to tear the fuck outta that bastard who looked at you the wrong way, or who didnt do anything.
but you know life goes on, people pretend and live in ignorance, rejoicing and shunning knowledge, enlightenment comes only to the cursed and disturbed.


newayz new poem woot.


the darkest room will never sleep
till all men fall, while the heartless breath
where; just a form of communication saying what
deny our existence, but how?
where the rage bubbles and asks for blood
in the river Styxx, asking for who;
we fail to underline the consequences
afraid of undermining our only senses
but can we trust - if we can decieve
maybe, but desire runs swift..
to let loose, tear a heart or two
burst your arteries just cause its cool
we spend our lives controlled, id is the word
so we divide ourselves, always into thirds
the head, the body, the legs
the mind, the heart, the brains
dreamcatchers fall fast, but lifestealers live..
and thats the reason why trees drop their leaves.

glory never comes, its an eternal wait
the scythes cuts its last, and hope dissipates.