soulesspoet365

Dead inside, I feel nothing at all I know nothing of empathy or feelings to speak of I see myself as a monstrosity a self confessed monster a serial killer of innocence A sociopath, psychopath that seeks nothing more or nothing less than yours or my death alone Mortality the joyful, restful, wicked and soulful We are all born to die, as nothing in this world is forever Everything is finite thus being the physical as we know it I like to see myself as one of God's crusaders, assassins Freeing the sick and dying from a certain Hell that is the living, bringing them into the aftermath that is the spiritual Let me introduce myself I have no formal name In actual fact I'm your conscience the demons that live in your head that want to destroy and control everything about you Take it all away from you themselves So tell me how does it feel to be human?

In death's glory we seek a will to control and conquer all No empathy, no fear or mercy Take no prisoners The reptile that resides within us all The bone yard, fossils in the ground Death's calling A will to power Of self domination With no regard for life and death With no respect or ill regret No salvation, no self preservation The need and want to destroy To march to the bitter end to the beat of the war drum There can be no winners or losers, Only death remains The dominate force A slaughter house of self destruction No resolution no solutions An inevitable end A world to power Self annihilation The Devil that stands alone

running from the light looking for an oasis holding out for night clinging to darkened places then one moves body sheltered me your shadow: my salvation look away from me I'll move away; be patient then you moved you chased the light you set me free until the night washed over me you didn't leave you didn't scream you helped me breathe you let me dream what are you? I'm quite a lot to take in, I know, but you stayed and I just want you to know I grew in your shade why aren't you afraid of me? your eyes don't leave mine I've never seen eyes like yours brighter than moon shine cold bright pulls me to your shore there I am lost I stand before you you look up to hold my gaze you reach for me, too the rest all becomes a haze there you are lost I'm sorry

The next thing that you say better be something new you wanted a personal rainbow you wanted something fun to do we have a few things in common we're both on high alert do I do it often? I always use your name fourth and first.

Your temper is like gasoline, Burning BRIGHT HOT FIERCE FLAMES with no care for what scars it leaves behind. Your temper is like a sparkler, Showering VIVID EXPLOSIVE COUNTLESS SPARKS until suddenly the intensity is gone, leaving twisted steel and burning memories. Your temper is like a viper, Biting HARD DEEP SHARP POISON sending pain through my very veins until it oozes out my eyes. Your temper is like a wild dog, Attacking UNPREDICTABLE VIOLENT DISPROPORTIONATE FANGS retaliating upon outreaches with such severity as to discourage future attempts. Your temper is like a gun, Aiming CALCULATED PRECISE CRIPPLING BULLETS leaving me bent over double and teaching me the wisdom of staying under cover. In this love we call war, I don't even know who's side I'm on anymore.

As the stars glisten In the midnight sky The eyelids grow heavy The reckon of the time. Sending me into a world Which I oftentimes go Face to face with a character That I envy so. For she is everything That I could never be Her spitting image Mocks me. What right does she To walk around my head With the courage of a thousand men As I weep in bed? Fighting without hesitance As I waver at resistance. Her words are sharp Like mine often are If pushed to far But no misunderstandings Does she ever bring to call. Her words are clear Gentle to the ear While mine often slip and smear A pain to hear As I try to make myself clear. Due to the clarity No one ever speaks for she Unlike they often do for me Except for when in sorrow Where her words are often muffled. Even popularity she outshines For her friends fall in line While mind amount to dimes But why should I envy When I have an introvert mind? Could it be Because I was rarely given heed? As when I spoke to most I was

I don’t know about you yet, But I can only breathe when the street lights are on As the darkness of the city hits I love the disorderliness of the beginning so much so that I, Carry it with me in my hair Keep it as a secret on my body Bring it to life through my spirit I give birth to chaos. I try relentlessly to ease my loneliness with the crowds of the city “What more could make you think about the choices than a highway?” I’m driving to the eternity I conquer the freedom at the borders of the city In the darkness of your eyes In the silver paleness of your face In the contradiction between your eyes and your face For the first time in my life, I don’t want anything more. I don’t think about the choices. Take me as I am, I want to let myself go -to you-

Last time I saw you, running ahead Last time I saw you, a kiss on the forehead Oh, you said “I don’t know what it meant” Will I ever have you again, dear? Last time I saw you, everything was clear Last time I saw you, escaping from the fear Oh, you said “Don’t worry I’ll be near” Will I ever see you again, dear? My dear, my heart is aching Our future is cancelled, not approaching Oh, you said “I don’t love myself” Will I ever love you again, dear?

playing god, with the flowers you got for me and it's so easy as they are already dependent on me. i let them die slowly so I can see with my own eyes how my love fades away day by day and leaves my heart and soul and body playing god, one might have thought to be requiring lots of deliberation and audacity but all it takes is apathy just like your apathy slowly killed me my indifference will end this story.