Suicide king's blog: "finding out who i really am"

A PEEK INTO THE CELLAR~~~

Inside there are demons

Clawing and scratching to get free of the chains and cages that bind them

Spitting their venom into my veins

Hoping to take control of my sanity

I suffer they loose

They win I suffer

The chess board is my mind

Hope is not something I can put my faith in

My sanity is on the razors edge of dispare

I see we are carefully entwined

You betrayed my smile

And put me into a downward spiral

Forever in darkness I fall

Calling out to that which I thought was a soul

I know when I reach the bottom I will die

Noone will be there to catch me

Even though I see you looking through the key hole

By Brandon M. Albrecht 3/2/12

THIS SCARLET ROAD I WALK

My feet drag heavy as I walk

My sword in hand used as a crutch

As its tip drags the ground beside me

The shield beaten and nearly broken

My armor has seen to many battles

I just wanted to live my life

I didn’t need anyone standing in my way

You can take a walk with me

Down this dreary path

I hope you’ll part as a friend

I regret nothing in my past

Far to busy living in the now

Looking forward to my future

I am moving forward on a positive stance

If you are by my side stand strong

If you have fallen you will be remembered

For those who oppose me

Keep your negative attitudes to yourselves

Or you’ll be the path I am cutting through

Brandon M. Albrecht 2011

so yeah due to the overbearing pressure to join this site that im constantly being hounded to join im am now on facebook are you happy now

i just wanted to say thanx to the people who helped me get where i am and for the bling that i have received and that as soon as i can afford to i will return the favors again thank you and see you then

i was watching my gf go through some old pics of her in her highschool days and the thought went through my head as those days sucked what friends i had were more like acquantences , and it reflects on me still today with next to no friends and what friends i still have i only see online anyways. i guess getting out on my own really helped me mature though cause in school even if it meant i was gonna get my ass beat when i got home for fighting win or loose  id fight in a heart beat well untill i moved out on my own right befor my junior year of highschool then i only answered to me  but thats were people start to show you respect or resentment any ways the whole point of this blog is to point out im a looser and that i will never amount to much and thats what i think about that im sure none of this makes sense but i dont care no one really reads this shit anyways