You're going to die...

Tic Tac,Tic Tac
time's final song
The inevitable rushes towards me
to correct all my wrongs

Full moon says the prophesy
the eleventh hour's nigh
The stage's set,my home's made
internally wrestling with fear

Made a deal with a she-devil
but couldn't keep my end
Now I'm falling from a higher level
into hades I  descend

Tic tac,Tic Tac
echoes the fading sound of time
And every second that passes
Brings me closer to this judgment of mine

No peace for me,I reminisce
contemplating my choices
I close my eyes and wonder how I got to this
hearing laughters from scornful voices

Sick,shaky and sweaty
Visions of fiends and elves
Snatching me by my braids
And depositing my soul on a fiery shelve

If I could turn back the hands of time...
Replay my part again
Maybe I'll play it fine
But now I'm trapped in a house of pain

Seeing beyond the present
Every second counts
Tic Tac,Tic Tac
The pressure continues to mount

Sweet Angel Death

Breaths shallow, mouth dry, eyes sore
Light recedes, there she is beckoning
willing me to take her hand
'Peace' she promises 'rest' she pleads
No more of this pain, no more disturbed dreams
no more
her eyes are full of sorrow
pity for my plight
she wills me to go with her
away from my suffering
I choose
the pain gone
the harsh intake of air gone
I am resting peacfully in the arms
of my sweet Angel Death.

I feel my guts twisting
It burns as I swallow

I stare at Michael
He grins back

I realise I'm done for
My midnight snack....

Poison running through me
Poison won't set me free....

Marriage was long life was hard
His mother was right
I had already lost my V-card

No kids
Just a cat

Where was the cat anyway?

Then I remember
Starvation, we were poor
That sandwich.....

Fried Cat on Rye with Poison gravy

The floor spins upward as I die

Everything was so...
                                        cold
My fingers were numb
The nails chipped with ice
I lay on the heated floor
But I wasn't melting
I just felt
                              colder

The ends of my hair were icicles
Splintering at the tips
The knife
In my chest
Was so cold, that it
                                      burned

I stared into the hole
Where my heart should've been
The blood frozen, like red frost

And through frostbitten cheeks
And blue lips
I sigh my last breath
Which hung, and
                                  froze

In the air

Why?

Making the right choice
Like holding a razor against my neck
What is my destiny
Inhale happiness
Exhale melancholy
I CAN’T BREATHE

You took my happiness away
Like taking candy from a baby
The same eyes that I gazed into for hours
Once my future
Now a hollow shell

You brought me to this point
The happiest days of my life were with you
Take this to remember me by
A forget me not, if you will
My blood is on your hands now
Love you forever and ever, Babe.

This song i have written about reaching the last moment of life, hope you like it...

It is said that blood is thicker than water,
it is what binds us, defines us, curses us.
 
A real wealth comes not from fortune or money to spend but from love.
 
Promise me my love that now after all,
when we lost everything however we won,
promise that you will follow me everywhere i go.
 
Oh i can feel my heart beating so wild,
when i am aware of the fact we can touch the light,
that we are reaching the last moment of life.
 
We are walking forward tonight with no regret,
no regret of our passed acts, but i feel so excited,
when i know that we are reaching the last monument of life.
 
Can you feel the rush flowing through us,
now break all the boundries of the life and go into the light.
 
And then after life,
will be dancing on the ice,
running out from fate,
somewhere on the top of blade,
where can not reach the power of time.
 
And then after life,
will be dancing in the dark,
burning out our sparks,
with our glory filled hearts,
somewhere on the other side of the life.
 
I can feel a new power that rised inside,
at this point so close to the moment that we die,
with every move we make the night looks even more bright.
 
Every step that we are nearly to the death,
i know that this is the way that my heart led,
i need you to know that is feel that we have to go.
 
I feel deep in the bottom of my heart that there,
a real freedom, the true wealth awaits for both of us,
we only have to love strong enough and pass.
 
Can you feel the rush flowing through us,
now break all the boundaries of the life and go into the light.
 
And then after life,
will be dancing on the ice,
running out from fate,
somewhere on the top of blade,
where can not reach the power of time.
 
And then after life,
will be dancing in the dark,
burning out our sparks,
with our glory filled hearts,
somewhere on the other side of the life.
 
Oh this is it the edge that i tried to reach,
are we prepared to shine to leave,
then after life we can dance on the ice,
surrounded by the gloriest lights,
i will tell them to open the gates for us,
but do you want to stay in my arms forever,
promise me to see you on the other side.
 
And then after life,
will be dancing on the ice,
running out from fate,
somewhere on the top of blade,
where can not reach the power of time.
 
And then after life,
will be dancing in the dark,
burning out our sparks,
with our glory filled hearts,
somewhere on the other side of the life.
 
And then after life.

it's the little things

it's the little... things, again
those little things with the little stings
blessedly little
but their sweet grins
my children
hear me crying

ignorance is innocence
is sweet sweet bliss
my childs, child one two four
eighty-seven point two for the record
give mamma a kiss
of course i play wid you
and the sharpy sharps we can play wid dem
listen your mamma
aint nothing in the world matters not even dying

eyes front for the collision
mamma's got the baby blues
i said shut your whore mouth
vision blurry, full of little
tiny little drops
like rainstorm
or spittle

when it breaks we hide
under folded steel and hope it all goes away

Post  - Apocalyptic Hopscotch

Fantastic colors
Signals the death Nell.
My spirit fell
As explosions in the sky
Reach a devastating crescendo.
Rich with radiation
And the metallic taste of uranium.
Lost in a orgy of deathly innuendo.

Familiar streaks
Lie Underneath clockwork feet.
Aching bones re tract
As skeletons
fry under a electric sky.
Lost underwater
The last bearded Urban survivor
The sky turns to neon
Just when i need
Someone to lean on.

It was a good life
Packed with excitement,
But strife
No regrets fill this abyss
Of refection
Except one exception.
The space between us
Was far to long.
In more ways then one
We did it to our selfs.

To lost
To weak
Put your arms around me
I don't want to die tonight.

36

For the longest time,
what did they call me?
Heathen, sodomite, and
so much more. Well,
they never,
never liked me, so I can know
I’m not leaving anyone
decent behind. So,
as I draw my final breaths,
my words are not forsaken. They’ll
stay with me forever. Forever,
I will be known as
atheist.
I depart from this world with
dignity and tranquility. I rest
my head
upon this pillow; breathe in and
out, and know that the nothing will
soon wash over me.

the first astral plan parenthood session in purgatory as told by the wanna be punk rapper i know

the superglue on my seat seems to have solidified
she keeps me captivated with witty convo yet bitter eyes
my enemies have come to dig my bones
should never carve your real name in stone
the breathless silence brings about violence
and devotion
i'll ride this bitch right to hell
a single kiss a light smell
i am the worst one to pull the trigger
the vanity gun
calamity has 1
a depo provera shot to chemically prevent feeling anything
internal
anymore
her panties soiled her legs and my eyes are soar
a pair of pennies to get me to the shore
everyone loses their composure and needs closure
         sympathy and synchopy have taken over
for this 1 leaf left clover


all this pain like i really need it
this belly is freezin
i am again the fetus
purplish veins bulging through undeveloped eyes
final destination why are you so surprised
death can fuck off i am still alive but with an obituary smile


destination unknown
the hypodermic pierces the hypothermic right down to the tachycardic bone
  and heart
she wants to call him alabastor from the start
before they turn this bastard into a real bastard
and bastard a la cart
where will we go?
the solitary courting phase
infinity to pre empt memory and create a systematic way of falling down
i thought about you before i even started drinking today
but thought about starting drinking well before i thought of you
believe me it's a compliment
another continent
over and over,all in all, all we are is just plain desperate
just a man in a place preying to catatonia
preying for california
to just slip and fall away
just until i get there someday
so i know there is nothing left beautiful in the states
i'm holding my breath again and closing my eyes in hopes that when i wake
   this will all be empty space


all the pain like i really need it
this belly is freezing
i am again the fetus
purplish veins bulging through undeveloped eyes
final destination why are you so surprised
death can fuck off
i am still alive but with an obituary smile