HEAD ACHING
I'LL SEE BLOOD FLOWING WITH BRAINS WHEN I HIT YOUR HEAD WITH A SLEDGEHAMMER, I WAS SO BORED IN THE SUMMER, I WOULD ARRANGE A PUBLIC EXECUTION RIGHT NOW, SEVERAL DOZEN PEOPLE WOULD HAVE GATHERED FOR YOUR SUFFERING TO WATCH, I put on a hood and become black-faced, I'd rather be faceless, don't wanna be haunted, I have many bottles of blood and they are abundant in them, If I drink more than a liter of blood I get sick, I was as paranoid as Tommy Jarvis of darkness and murder, but now these are my daily processes, I "DANCED" WITH ZALGO'S DAUGHTER, AT THE END OF THE DANCE I BROKE HER NECK, I NEVER STOPPED LAUGHING FROM THIS EVENT, I KNOCKED HER OUT WITH THE KEEPER'S HAMMER, EVERYONE GATHERED TO WATCH MY EXECUTION, BUT IT STILL HASN'T COME MY EVERY DAY IS THE SAME, I REMEMBER THE DAYS WHEN I LIVED WITH A REAL BITCH, I WAS A BAG OF MONEY FOR HER AND NOTHING MORE, I TOLD HER THAT I WOULDN'T GIVE MY MONEY AND SHE IMMEDIATELY SLAMMED THE FRONT DOOR, A WEEK LATER I GOT A CALL FROM SOMEONE, HE SAID THAT MY EX HANGED HERSELF ON A ROPE I'm not soulless. She made a choice and it was really dumb. I remember the bright moments that happened to me and her. And they were the last in her life. Short life... I feel sorry for her, honestly... I BLEW THE HEAD OFF OF THE LAST VICTIM WITH MY FIST SO THAT THE SPINE RIPPED OUT TOO, THE SIGHT WAS AMAZING, THEN WAS SPILLED SO MUCH BLOOD, MY FACE IS STAINED LIKE A BLADE, BLOOD WAS EVERYWHERE LIKE AFTER RAIN, I'M NOT THE ONE WHO LIKES TO WAIT, I KILL WHEN I AM INSANE, AND THEN WHEN I WANT TO POUR OUT ALL THE HATE
2020-10-29 06:24:25
0
0
Схожі вірші
Всі
Emotions/эмоции
ENGLISH;I am happy, when the sun shines bright and your smile is genuine.I am sad,when the rain pours down and your eyes flood with tears.I am angry,when you lie and are selfish.I am jelous,when you spend your time with everyone but me.I am excited,when I know I have a day ahead with only you.I am worried,when your promises are slipping away from my reach.I am heartbroken,when you prove to me I will forever be alone.I am scared,when my nightmares turn into a reality.I am lonely,when you walk away for good.I am so damaged,when you break my heart over and over again.. I am tired,when I feel all these emotions at once.I feel so alone,that I'm starting to like it that way.I feel too many emotions,and that's what makes me human.I feel things,and that is something I'm not capable of stopping.I am not going to hide away my emotions,because without them I mean nothing,with out them I am nothing. Lillian *Sorry about errors* RUSSIAN; Фамили счастлив, когда ярко светит солнце и "твоя улыбка искренняя". Мне грустно, когда льет дождь, а твои глаза наполняются слезами. Я злюсь, когда ты лжешь и эгоистичен. Я болею, когда ты проводишь время со всеми, кроме меня. Я взволнован, когда я знаю, что у меня впереди только один день. Я волнуюсь, когда твои обещания ускользают от моей досягаемости. Я с разбитым сердцем, когда ты Докажи мне, что я навсегда останусь один. Мне страшно, когда мои кошмары превращаются в реальность. Я одинок, когда ты уходишь навсегда. Я так поврежден, когда ты разбиваешь мне сердце снова и снова .. Я устал , когда я чувствую все эти эмоции одновременно. Я чувствую себя настолько одиноким, что мне это начинает нравиться. Я чувствую многие эмоции, и это то, что делает меня человеком. Я чувствую вещи, и это то, что я Я не собираюсь прятать свои эмоции, потому что без них я ничего не значу. Лилиан и моя дорогая подруга Фиалка Я скучаю по ультрафиолету LILLIAN xx
47
20
5622
Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
45
8
5246