hijacked!

i am "home ( Read more... )

if you use this against me
i will know that it is time to go.

i lose everything i cherish
because i feel too close to death.
is life really worthwhile living
when it is but an constant excursion from pain?

i dream.

i dreamt that i defied armies to steal a candle.
i also dreamt that i was caught and sentenced to death.

i found myself in an alternate world that does not exist.
an 8th floor where there is none.

i am dying-
i am spending less and less time in the real world.
and yet i can't seem to understand the lethargy.

i have no reason to die.

sometimes it's easy to dip into the sweetness of you
and sometimes, freefalling and vulnerable,
i crack my head on a glass floor.

barriers and klaxons
and all the horror of asphyxiation emerge
when you are taken by rage.

there are no second chances.
when they bleed, you've done the deed.

murder, murder of the voiceless...
by the heartless, black and hollow and cold.

that bloodthirsty demon is still inside.
why else would these eyes keep wandering?

You're keeping in step ( Read more... )

sometimes i wonder if i am going to lose myself to Adam's folly.
them apples should be shot.

sometimes it makes no sense why God would torture her like this.
is He even humane to be allowing this malignant state of affairs to carry on despite our prayers?

sometimes i wonder who's the one going to Hell.

why can't you just do what makes you happy?
self-sacrifice gets on my nerves when it doesn't lead to anything useful.