Friday, October 3, 2008

Endless


I'm Bleeding with the pain inside me

The ghost of sorrow is haunting me

In every night I think of what will happen to me

In everyday of my life

I lay down all my senses

To fill up the pieces of me that shatter

And my heart is torn into two

Pulverized like sand

I suffer and bleed for the importance

Of my existence

So I'm asking...

Why?

Why am I here for?

What is my purpose?

Why do I Exist?

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Killing in Pain


Why do I live for?

Who do I live for?

Is it for a purpose or just nothing,

Am I just living to feel all the pain,

The pain that darkens my day,

The pain that is killing me,

Killing me little by little...

Eating my soul until its gone,

Ripping it into pieces like a paper,

Why Do I live for?

Is it to die feeling all the pain

Is it just I'm living..

Just to Die...

Scream of Emptyness


My life is full of miscery

Full of pain, sorrow and uncompleteness

I'm always feeling so alone and empty

Emptyness that I want to fill up with colors

My life is such a miscery

Full of hate and suffering

I want to cut my throat

For the longingness I feel I wanna scream,

But nothing come out in my mouth

I wanna scream to my ressurrection

My faith is unknown

But this miscery...

I know ...

It will come to an end..

Monday, September 22, 2008

in the Darkness


all alone in the darkness of the room

waiting for someone to understand me

to show some care for me

to be with me

i'm all alone in the darkness

waiting for my time to come out

and show them what i've got

show them that i have the gutt's

and I have the right's to be treated

the right way

i'm in the darkness

just watching,

waiting,

hoping


and yet


DIENG!

Bleeding in Pain


I'm bleeding with the pain inside me


The ghost of sorrow is haunting me


In every night I think of what will happen to me


In everyday of my life


I lay down all my senses


To fill up the pieces of me that shatter


And my heart is torn into two


Pulverized like sand


I suffer and bleed for the importance


of my existence


So I'm asking...


Why?


Why am I here for?


What is my purpose?


Why do I exist?

I hate Myself As much as I hate You


I hate the pain that i keep inside me

I hate the my weaknesses

I hate myself

I hate those people who make me feel like a looser


I hate myself co'z I can't say what I really feel

I hate all the people that makes me feel sick

I hate them co'z they make me feel dumb


I may mabe a looser but I can break your faces!!