The brink of damnation is upon us.
But yet to our little clicks we permanently...
I'm such a fool, thinking of what i thought
thinking i was for her, but i guess I'm not...
Daddy where are you going?
why do you have those suitcases...
--this is a poem i wrote a couple of months ago...
my Blind Black Hatred...
As you sleep
You slip into dreams...
I hate you dad
you lied to me...
(Read the first four lines of each stanza in a...
What is this whirled world...
If I wrote a suicide note,
It would probably be like this...
Another night wasted
One more pointless turn...
I look through the windows all dark and smeared,
Looking out onto the things Ive always feared...
I sit in my corner,
cold and alone...
Dad see what you did ??
you torn me down...