i've let my life slip away ( Read more... )

master of puppets, he's pulling your strings,
twisting your mind, smashing your dreams
blinded by me - you can't see a thingif i were a lesser man then this would have been all too easy ( Read more... )

addiction is the deepest, darkest hole of all
from which death is indeterminable yet inevitable,
our own inherent Darwinian extermination of vermin.

I am rotting more than ever before,
stale as the mire of cavernous death,
perverse like the reaper's tendrils.

Where others ascend, I bring myself down
to thoughts only the unforgiven can bear:
the broken wheel of the unsatisfied I must ride.

Don't let me be this way,
oh what I've known must be incarcerated
and burned at the stake with my

Do you know what I see?
I see a kaleidoscope of what-ifs.

You tell me what I can have.
You set the standards and I follow.

your society defeated me by denying me the ability to be normal.
i'll take your normalcy and cast it into anarchy.
burn this circus, burn it all down, and maybe the dogs will rebuild it.

The system is more broken than you and I can ever know ( Read more... )

why am i preaching to the unwashed?

all they ever want is my shadow. not me.

the deeper i sink
the more and more i hate this guilt.

man can never find happiness.
man can only choose it, or choose to not have it.
but what is it that you have chosen?
this fake, self-delusional machination you hold on to...
this is not happiness either.

if nirvana is nil then maybe we all should go.

to be safe in this crazy world where everyone hides some disturbed method of madness beneath their exquisite exteriors, i have chosen the path that does not shine. path of a lifeless shell perhaps, but better than the lunacy of the poi holloi ( Read more... )