them
them
hypocrites
teeth nashers
ridicule me at every turn
them
them
throat slashers
denigrate me at will
them
them
doubters
dream smashers
ready to count me out
them
in memories
I bury you today,
incapsulated in your body was pure evil,
torment beyond belief,
you ruined me for life ... I thought,
you killed me inside,
the nothingness, the empty void you tore in me
each day,
the cries, the unheard cries that echoed through
my existence,
the childhood lost, not lost, but
torn, ripped from my fragile little soul,
my tender virtue gone forever,
thrown away like something worst than garbage,
for garbage is something first that has meaning,
in your hands I had no meaning, but...
today I bury you,
and with you I bury myself,
and then through my own inner strength
and the strength of those around me who care,
I claw me way through the rocks and the dirt
of torment and into the light of freedom,
I emerge clean of the pain,
clean of the filth you thrusted upon me,
for in memories you have no power!
I Am A Killer
#94
I am dangerous and deadly!
I wonder when I will strike again!
I hear the blood riddled cries of all my victims!
I want the perfect kill!
I am dangerous and deadly!
I pretend I am nice and sweet, but I am not!
I feel lonely and tortured!
I touch the hand of my next victim!
I worry that someday I will be caught!
I cry and mourn over my victims then laugh!
I am dangerous and deadly!
I understand why I kill, but do it anyway!
I believe the strong should survive off the weak!
I dream of next kill!
I try to sleep for tomorrow I kill again!
I hope it is slow and painful for my pray!
I am dangerous and deadly!
Chaotic 7734
#8
Twisted roots-forbidden fruits
Twisted lies-forbidden eyes
Twisted inns-forbidden sins
Twisted minds-forbidden kinds
Stand in line-wait your turn
pay a fine-wait your turn
Twisted society-forbidden variety
Twisted homes-forbidden poems
Twisted laughs-forbidden paths
Twisted pain-forbidden plain
Horrid nursery rhymes
Scrawled on the walls
Child like chimes
Echo through halls
Are you gone?
Not me! Not yet!
Are you dead?
Not me! Not et!
Sick-o
#3
The world is beautiful
When I am with you
The skies are never gray
they are always blue
When you're not around
I'm always thinking of you
I'm thinking of you
As a chunky stew!
Cut you up!
Chop you up!
Slice you up!
Carve you up!
The next day...
You're mom tastes my stew
She says, This is great stew!
But wonders where are you
Oh no, the jig is up
But I know what to do
I said, Ma'am you would look nice...
As a chunk stew!
Cut you up!
Chop you up!
Slice you up!
Carve you up!
They always when it's time to die!
They always when it's time to die!
They always when it's time to die!
They always when it's time to die!
That Girl
(Nameless Faceless)
Standin' on the corner
With your peach for sale
What ya' doin' out here
Ya' fine piece of tail
Justine
Why you doin' this to me
You pretty little fuck
What ya' doin' out here
Ya' fine piece of tail
Standin' on the corner
With your peach for sale
Justine
Why you doin' this to me
You pretty little fuck
Twisted
#118
You've gotta kill me
Before I kill you
you've gotta strangle me
Before ! strangle you
You'll know why
Why I said what I said
You'll know how
How I got in your head
You are the snapper
And I am the snapped
You are the trapper
And I am the trapped
You are the oppressor
And I am the oppressed
You are the aggressor
And I am the aggressed
You know what you are! Yeah, that's what you are!
You've beaten me once
And a lesson was learned
You've gotten rid of me once
But now I've returned
Scissors cut paper
But paper covers stone
You abuse will never break me
Not one single bone
Society is you
And you criticize my soul
You stamp out my expressions
Your methods are cold
Take a walk down your paths
Your crimes are listed
In volumes on my shelf
Your history is twisted!
Garbage Day
#59
You stuffed me in a garbage bag
The bag is tight around my face
I want my formula
The bag is tight around my face
Momma, why are you doing this to me?
Did I do something wrong?
You stuffed me in a garbage bag
The bag is tight around my face
I want my formula
The bag is tight around my face
Momma? Are you there?
Momma? I can't see you!
Momma? Please help me!
Momma? Momma?! MOMMA!!!
FU2
#26
TIME IS WASTED WHEN I'M AROUND YOU
GET-A-GRIP, CUZ I HATE YOU
YOU EAT MY SOUL LIKE CANCER
YOU EAT MY SOUL LIKE CANCER
SO, JUST FUCK OFF!
SO, JUST FUCK OFF!
SO, JUST FUCK OFF!
YOU BETTER JUST FUCK OFF!
I'M FUCKIN' TIRED OF YOUR FUCKED UP WAYS
YOU = SHIT!!!
YOU GOT ME LOCKED INSIDE MYSELF
YOUR WORDS ARE SHIT
I LET YOU FUCK ME UP
YOUR HEINOUS CRIMES WEAKEN ME
THIS IS THE SHIT THAT MAKES ME BLEED
AND OFF MY SOUL YOU FEED!!!!!
Waisted #61(I purposely misspelled wasted please no spell check comments)
Give me a little room...
I need to spread my wings,
Give me a little peace...
Free me from all these things,
Give me a little time...
To straighten myself out,
Give me a little room...
To figure this all out!
I'm just a little waisted!
I'm just a little waisted!
I'm just a little waisted!
I'm just a little waisted!
Give me a little space...
I need some room to breathe,
Give me a little light...
The world is what I need to see,
Give me a little place...
I need something of my own,
Give me a little space...
I need some time alone!
I'm just a little waisted!
I'm just a little waisted!
I'm just a little waisted!
I'm just a little waisted!
C.H.A.O.S.-Part 1: Confusion #14
The day's grown cold
The world spins on
Terrors in the air
It appears from dusk 'til dawn
My voice is calling me
My voice is calling you
Confusion reigns supreme
Your voice is calling you
My name is on the wall
It's killing me
It's Death's first call
And it's willing me
It's God's first fall
And it's thrilling me
My name is on the wall
And it's kiling me
Lights are shinning down on me
It's beckoning
Twighlight of the stars
Ballet of spiritually
Issues In Religion
The World Treasury Of Sciece Fiction
A serial killers study guide
Notes settle just past the tide
C.H.A.O.S.-Part 2: Havoc #15
HELL.............................................................!
It is time,
I don't know where I'm going,
No where to hide,
The feeling is mutual,
The system's broke,
Aand I ain't a mechanic,
She is a saint,
A holy vision.
This is the time!
This is the place!
All is lost,
I lost my pluck,
Fear of nothing,
Makes me affraid,
Terror awaits at every corner,
Fate it the hands,
Of a specter.
You're judging me,
the fallacies are in,
Phallic holiness,
Is but a dream.
C.H.A.O.S.-Part 3: Anarchy #16
Don't get to close,
Or you'll get broken,
Save your breath,
Your words are never spoken,
A trial by blood,
Is your subliminal token,
Close your mouth,
Discussion unopened.
Sewn eyes,
An angels unsought cries,
Truths demise,
A tyrants reign on the rise,
Gray skies.
Darkness flies,
Holy poltergeist,
Funeral lullabies.
Anarchy!