Emocide

I Love you, loved you all along I miss you, missed you all along But you don't love Me the way I love you Ill cry myself to Sleep Without you by my side A Broken Husk of a Man You're the Heart, the inner piece That completes me, your Black What can I do, you scare me so You're hanging now, the Strangled Heart Eyes still and lifeless I would kill myself, Burn my Soul If you ever finish your attempts. The Black snow falls, lands in red Sticks then melts, the heat is too much I want to love, be theatrical and nice But you feel alone, out of control Can't trust, nor accept my gift, The Strangled Heart Its Black and Blue The B

It Burns within me It scars me with its flame The More it Burns, the more i hate you The More i need to feed on your flesh Every Time you touch her, Smile at her She smiles back and grabs you I want to kill you more And the fire grows hotter, Stronger She knows how i feel But chooses to lead me on To flirt and kiss when we are alone I want too be with her but, she is hopelessley in love with you I cant love her openly, betray you so Your my friend, if you die, i'd die to Id take a bullet, even more for you. You are my friend, i cant do this to you I know her, understand her, her pain The things she battles daily, and in turn

She's Feeling Suicidal She's alone with her Pain She can't get anyone to save her She's so very alone I'm the one who can help her I'm just too far away I'm stuck in this prison I'm still feeling her pain We need to be together We need to be close Together we can beat it Together we can stop it She's falling now She's falling to the ground Her last thought is unknown To any accept me I arrived too late To stop her slow descent The descent to the floor The Fiery pits of Hell I will fall down too I can't live without her I need to be with her Or I die Too….

I Hate people, just everyone All the Gangsta's, the wannabee's The 'mainstream' crap that fills the radio The entire expressionist's, the dicks The world's beauty is gone Replaced, Replaced With corporations Political Ideals, political Correctness Screwing with society split into groups Unable to connect with another being Technology has improved – communication is best To-bad no one cares, wants to talk Distrust, paranoia destroying us all There's nothing we can do Fucking people, can't connect, can't conform To a certain group, a random place To conform to the unconformity's, fucking insane Can't talk, be different, without

It's so awkward now I can't be around you The deadly silence that rips my soul Why are we like this now? We used to be cool- talk a lot But conversation fails – I hate myself You must have seen who I really am Dug beneath the surface Don't like what you see It's not all me… I carry most blames, but not tonight For the way I feel about you Cannot be expressed in mortal words I'm trying to recover Rip the ropes from my strangled heart Nothings going to happen Sooner I accept this, the better of I'll be But you're always there, in my dreams Your beautiful face, your kind words Tears fall, but the face remains dry I'm worthles

Sleep, I detest sleep…. It is a natural process that every human has to do, no sleep and you die…. Your conscious shuts down and the unconscious refuses to take over…. Insomnia does kill. But why? Why must I repeat this process every fucking night? The fight, the huge insurmountable losing battle of fending of the incoming and pending doom. Sometime's you can win, for a few nights, maybe a week…. Only with drugs. Sometimes you don't. I hate those nights.  Those nights were my spirit finally surrenders to the nightmares. Approx. every three nights… it happens. There are three parts to sleep, each with its own slow horrible moments. The first