Fight Fight Fight

They will kill you untill the moment you die.

Why you failed life.

A tribute to the people we all should hate.

You lack confindence.
You lack personality.
That's why you're weak.

You're not shy.
No, you just have no self-confidence, because you have nothing to be proud of.
You don't even have the guts to improve yourself. Too afraid for another failure.

Mirror's aren't shy.
There is just nothing that's beautiful about you. Silly human.
Don't impress us with clothes. That's a bunch of fabrics, not wou you are.

Others aren't shy.
They just don't want to talk to you. They see how obviously fake you are.
Haven't you noticed that the ones who do talk to you are as disgusting as you?

Who are you.
You're nobody.
You failed life.

And I sometimes tend to kill you.
Just to put you out of your misery.

I like it when birds spread their wings but don't fly.

I just found this on my hard drive.

V.R.

The days without the days with torment
I smell, and smell, and still smell your scent
I didn't see blood for a while
And decide whether it's now or never
I could make you mine forever
But now it's dripping from my smile

The sun is my moon

We cry and we crawl

For there comes the fog

To cover us all

What is it? I see that karma
What is it you see? Finally turned against thee

I'm not crazy.

He sees them too.

Now I don't have to be afraid anymore.

[PSYCHO ALERT]

Rosenrot.

Blood.

The words you can't express.

Do you believe that what you believe is really real?

Thank you! Thank you so much, master!

Some days are special days.

Human roadkill.

They used newspapers to cover his bleeding corpse.
It was all very surreal.

I'm so sorry I couldn't make a picture for you guys.

I guess I might be strange in my own way.

It sounds like the kind of sound you make when you hit your toes against the door!

He told me I was spilling my talent.

I told him I wasn't since it wasn't me who drew everything I ever drew.

Paranoheat.

I want to burn you in the sun.

Once, I woke up in the night at around midnight.

For a moment, I thought you were here.

Illusion. For those who don't believe in astral projection.

Autumn surrounded us
Proclaiming the coldness (yet to come)

And then I just wished winter would kiss me

So we can hold hands in spring
Next summer (and forever).

Right now you're having a near-death experience.

How does it feel?

Beating hearts

And some other slippery organs

"Duck and cover!"

Whenever you are in a public place, think "I KNOW YOU CAN READ MY MIND".

Then look for reactions - If you see people react they can hear you.

Sleeping pills cause nightmares.

Enjoy your curse.

Close your eyes
And Count to three And count to four.
Keep them closed
What do you see? What are you waiting for?

And protect my dreams.
And don't let them become just another memory.

Will live. Let me live.

(never) Too much blood for one day.

Today I found out that real blood looks like fake blood.

Cars.

Something goes wrong and the moment later you're dead. Your horrifically mutilated corpse is laying on a street in the middle of nowhere and some jerks on the internet are sharing the photos in a gore thread.

ARE YOU JUST AN OTHER CREATION OF MY

IMAGINATION?

I love my paranoia when in my head the things unsaid drip out of nothing
and slipping cars sound like a million innocent children screaming death.

LET THE DAYS HURT YOU!

HA, HA, HA, HA, HA

LET THE DAYS HURT YOU!

HA, HA, HA, HA, HA

I remember blue and green

Never had we just ignored
But never had we just adored
A smile and laughter

I remember blue and green
And every one I've never seen
Before and after

Black mouth
Lacking teeth
Shrieking his chorus in French

Maybe just because I do,

I hope you like the thunder too.

I saw a parachutist, did he want to die?

UNTRUE

End all
And everything
If something, never

Maybe or some
Just: untrue
Who am I fooling?

I just like the things that should not be.

So I heard,

demons are coming soon?

Blood on my lips

Or just another train?

So you finally deleted me, 'ay?

Doesn't matter, you've never been a true friend.

Have you ever died in a dream?

I love it when they smile.

It has been almost a year since he killed her.

I was fascinated by the way his teeth pierced trough the skin, leaving a dripping wound. Fascinated because I like the color of blood. Or by the way he turned into a flesh eating murder machine. Or both.

He smiled as he tasted the blood of his prey.

I love it when they smile.
I love it.

RELISH CHAOS

Because it's coming soon.

Have you ever felt

I do. Wonder what it is.

Potatoes

Sir, I think this potato needs a second opinion.

-Why?

I wish I could explain.

IN YOUR HEAD

In your head

In your head
In your head
In your head

You should have died from being so stupid.

Robots and Vampires

We might not have a soul
We do have our imagination
However, society our control
Reality the confrontation

Is it okay to jump around
Can we just have plain fun
Pretend a stain is a wound
And run run dodge the sun

Just lies, tales, when they say
Bribe with make-up or with pearls
Another brainwash every day
"Time to grow up, little girls"

BLOODWAVE

The sound of the world crashing down.

I didn't know them
I never met them
But knew who they were

Should I have told them
Reality is not a place for the dead?

Yo Ho Ho

and a bottle of rum

Da Capo al Fine

Con Sordino, Mezzo Piano, Adiago
Angel's wings are made of sorrow
For Comodo I am, Deciso

Their eyes are grand, Grandioso
As they watch me fly, Ritardando
(For a second or two)

Happy rapture day!

Failure is nigh,

failure is leaving.

Goodbye goodbye, my friend.

Demons are here

to beat the fucking daylight out of you.

JUST A

Backstabber

Hope grabber

Greedy little bitch

(Failure has made you so cruel)

They're back.

There was a man who lived in Leeds

Who filled his garden full of seeds
And when those seeds began to grow
It was like a garden full of snow
And when that snow began to melt
It was like a ship without a belt
And when that ship began to sail
It was like a bird without a tail
And when that bird began to soar
It was like a lion at my door
And when the door began to crack
It was like a penknife in my back
And when my back began to bleed
I was dead, dead, dead indeed.
Alvin Schwartz

...BUT I DO WANT TO HURT YOU

why should I stop?

YOU

I cannot tell you what's going on, because it's a lie.

BITCH

What to do?

Snog her to death, literally, leaving poisonous blue lippy all over her face.

She crumbles into dust, destroying the evidence. I'm free to walk the dark streets once more, knowing she will reassemble tomorrow and follow me everywhere as my zombie bitch.

Ah, well. Add her to the collection.

LEAVE

"I stared at myself in the mirror,
I stood there for almost 15 minutes just looking at myself."

Pressed the razor in your wrist.
The smell of iron, the smell of blood.
A cold piece of metal in your flesh.

No. It doesn't work.

WAITING

...for another message? Every day?

Stop ruining this world. Delete yourself.

Aliens can come all the way over here and then crash.

SIGILS

Wrote them down,
on every door, every window,
every wall of the house.

I then laugh say hey it's raining when your gore drips from the ceiling.

CHLOROFORM

Tie you up.
Break knees.
Cut eyes out.
Tear out your finger nails, one by one.

Pull your teeth.
Rotate them the wrong way with sickening force.
Laugh. Yank them out.

Remove vocal cords.
Followed by amputating arms, feet, tongue.
Traumatically puncturing your eardrums.
Salt in your mouth, duct tape.

Break your spine.
To the point you can no longer kill yourself.
Life will torture you.

No killing. The dead don't suffer.

SAY

You are saying nothing but your tongue is getting blacker all the time.

Then you wake up. Screaming bloody murder. You freak out and wake everyone up, and everyone keeps saying they don't hear anything. You cry.
And never want to go back to that place.

You did.

You died.

THEY

I heard if you become aware of them they become aware of you.

I carried myself along at a dawdling pace up and down streets and allies, lost in a haze of thought. Throughout my jaunt I couldn't help but feel a presence not with me, but rather keeping an eye on me, lurking just beyond the gloom and shadows.

I wonder what happens when you let them in.

CUT

If it can bleed, it can be killed.
I mean, stop cutting yourself, stop bleeding, start immortality.
Now to buy a chainsaw.

EYES

Open your eyes
All you see is
Meaningless, Meaningless,

We'll think of something to cut it out.
...to cut it out. BWAHAHAHA.

LIFE?

*whispers*
Our world is coming down
I see the signs
They’re all around
All around
Like footprints on the ground

The meaning of life, is to live.
Don't tell anyone. You'll die.

DEATH

''O pitiful shadow, lost in the darkness,

Bringing torment and pain to others.
Your hateful actions have tainted your immortal soul.

O damned soul, wallowing in your sin.

Perhaps... it is time to die.''

When you die, your consciousness continues without your body.
Death is just you alone with your thoughts for all eternity.
Try not to die. It sucks.

*AHEM*

That's all, thank you.

THE MIND

Has there ever been a work that consolidates religious, metaphysical, spiritual, philosophical and practical wisdom and knowledge, cuts out all the bullshit and can be presented as "The Mind: A Manual"?

nope

Since we clearly don't know everything, we need some place to start to look for knowledge.

Well, I see two ways here;
1. study through evidence and logic, and
2. just make shit up.

If you want true knowledge, you should actually test your hypotheses. Mmmokay?

REALITY

I have been getting this at random times throughout my life for as long as I can remember:

Sort of feels like you just realised where you are, and that this is reality, almost a numb feeling and everything seems almost dreamlike.

It's like I understand how the whole world operates and everything feels at peace, how it should be, nothing at all seems to matter.

Isn't it funny, that as soon as you start to develop an understanding for the world as it is and your own consciousness that they label you as schitzophrenic or psychotic?

That's exactly why I haven't gone to a doctor about any of that. Until I actually start having delusions or becoming violent I see no problem.

Why are you bleeding, whore?

SHE IS

I don't know what happened to her.

The way she looked was scary enough, but what she was screaming was even worse. She didn't answer any questions and probably didn't even understand what people said to her.

She was screaming there for two hours, then they've taken her somewhere.

WELCOME

Welcome to the real world,
but there are some rules:
Your guilt eats you up until you either die or blurt the truth out to anyone who will listen.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karma

SKELETON

I...I just discovered...

I have a skeleton living in me.

The doctors say I don't have much longer before it pops out...

I'm not ready to die.

DAY ONE

Just now I was up in my "attic office" watching some reruns on my laptop. The phone rang next to me, but I didn't pay attention to it because it's never for me.
On the rare occasion it is, it's usually my sister. Half the time we were on the phone one of her friends would be trying to grab it and talk to me.
Mom yelled down the stairs that the phone was for me. (I still live at home. Sue me.)

Anyway, I picked up.

"Hello" I said, paying more attention to the antics on the screen

"It's begun." The voice was little more than a whimper, a plea. I didn't even recognize the voice.

"Excuse me?"

"They've come, I don't have much time; you told me to call if what we did caused trouble."

"I think you've got the wrong number?"

"DON'T GO OUTDOORS!" The person shrieked.

Completely freaked out, I disconnected the call. Must've been some prank caller, but I'm not amused.

AB0NEGAPOSITIVE

If I'm not mistaken I've murdered you twice before my dear

It's true, my dear, you smeared my blood like a whore's mascara

If I'm not mistaken I've torn your heart out three times now

It's true, my dear, you tore me up like a boy made of paper