Every day u said nothin would part us well wat happened ur words dissapeared with the sound of my gun in my ear..............along with my memories

I can see the blood flowin from ur room i ask if ur alright......days pass i find a razor in ur room..........on the ground u called me selfish..........I HATE U

Making love to him
In the way I love flesh
Devoid of emotion
Senseless, apathetic, sinful,
Sinister in my ways
I ruined him.

From -My Name Is Malice- poem

People say Hate is such a strong word but yet we throw around I Love You like its nothing.......

I allow you to put Death in motion...

You are already in Death's thrall,
Those in his thrall leave no final footprints on this wretched planet.
That is proof that your soul is no longer of this world.

"If I had his neck within reach of my hands, he'd be long dead before he could even take another breath.."

They say there is always Peace before a storm,
but there is always tragedy that follows behind it.

I'm not looking for a fairytale just something to make me happy

They have broken my spirit, chained down the beast, and chemically altered the demon. They have trapped me now... more than ever.

What you have are bullets, and the hope that when your guns are empty, I'm no longer standing, because if I am... you'll all be dead before you've reloaded.