Monday, May 14, 2007
thoughts penned @ 10:13 PM
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Friday, May 04, 2007
The inevitable has happened
The unforeseen has backtracked itself
The merciless screams for pain
Asphysiate mankind for it's unworthy glory
For eternal prolegomena of fame
The violation has been crossed thinly
Since the stand down of the heir
That was never goin up again
Giving the opportunity of forever
I only want you.
For the drainage of power that was induced to previous failure
Perseverance that never stops the host
Injected the poison before him
The Assassin was revived
Not for the sake of justice
Nor fame
Nor wasteless monetesary
Just Vengeance.
Where are you?
Where've you been?
I know you're out there
I've always love you
And i still do
I just want you.
I know you're held
With your hand before you
Absorbing your future
I understand.
The Indulgence to the extremist has been implemeted
May the Assassin prodigy be written in history
thoughts penned @ 9:11 PM
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Wednesday, April 20, 2005
1.Dream
2.Desire
3.Despair
4.Destiny
5.Delirium
6.Destruction
7.Death
Death....
..............the high cost of living...
It's funny but on good days I don't think of her so much.In fact never.. I never just say hi when the Sun is on my tongue and my belly's all warm.
On bad days I talk to Death constantly,not about suicide because honestly that's not dramatic enough. Most of us love the stage and suicide is definitely your last performance and being addicted to the stage,suicide was never an option-plus people get to look you over and stare at your fatty bits and you can't cross your legs to give that flattering thigh angle and that's depressing...
....................................................So we talk...
She says things no one else seems to come up with,like let's have a hotdog and then it's like nothing's impossible. She told me once there is a part of her in everyone,though Neil believes I'm more Delirium than Tori,and Death taught me to accept that,you know,wear your butterflies with pride. And when I do accept that, I know Death is somewhere inside of me. She was the kind of girl all the girls wanted to be, I believe,because of her acceptance of 'what is'. She keeps reminding me there is change in that 'what is' but change cannot be made till you accept the 'what is'
thoughts penned @ 9:11 PM
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