INSIDE

At night I sit here to cry alone.
Open to thoughts a massocist's prone.
When the smile does come, blood will flow.
Hate and pain, the sorrows crow.



WAITING

Smile upon the face I will
To grimace upon the faith I still
I can see the grey in the black
And the black undo the white to kill
I sit here lonely of what to be
My hands upon my head to see
Thoughts of you pass me by
Just like the waves of the oceans cry



SUICIDE

Sitting here contemplating to let the pain flow.
Uniting steel to flesh as the puddles of sorrow grow.
Intense is the drip when the red hits the ground.
Can there be a way out or will there be no exit found?
Internal wounds of the soul can shatter as the mirror becomes a scar.
Damned is my life so death need not be far.
Eternity can this be or can I do this quick so i will be set free?



THE TOMORROW

In the darkest dreams there is an ending waiting to begin.
Blood will flow from a healed wound.
The screams of brimstone will fall upon the dead of society.
An angel sings of crying for evil to rise.
Just once let it cut to deep so I can see eternity pass me by.

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