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I cant control myself like most other masterminds
my life is bleeding out destruction but I cant help but smile
I try to be my own lock and key
but sometimes sufferings too much fun for me
I cant hold back my wants, my needs
I'm craving torture and its torturing me
I've never felt such a deep need for tyranny
turning others to darkest form of blasphemy
But the sickest thing is when I lay my head down to sleep
There is an angel breathing just about an inch from me
her skin is soft, my blood runs cold
How much beauty can an evil man behold
But still each day when I open my eyes
I look around and all I see I despise
This time it wont be another day dream
Today's the day this world starts suffering
*These are fictional thoughts and views and are in no way threats of violence towards anyone*
my life is bleeding out destruction but I cant help but smile
I try to be my own lock and key
but sometimes sufferings too much fun for me
I cant hold back my wants, my needs
I'm craving torture and its torturing me
I've never felt such a deep need for tyranny
turning others to darkest form of blasphemy
But the sickest thing is when I lay my head down to sleep
There is an angel breathing just about an inch from me
her skin is soft, my blood runs cold
How much beauty can an evil man behold
But still each day when I open my eyes
I look around and all I see I despise
This time it wont be another day dream
Today's the day this world starts suffering
*These are fictional thoughts and views and are in no way threats of violence towards anyone*
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