Well here is some of the writing i've written reasently,I might post a poetry page if there is enough intrest

 

                       Poetry

 

Brains on the wall(poem written in a "crative mood"

i want a gun, i want 2 die,i pull the trigger without a sigh,brains on the wall no more thought,the pain has gone for me but more has been caused,i hate this life and i wanna die,please for give me dont cry,lyieng awake i cant sleep,thinking of her makes my heart weep,i take the gun i blow off my head...no more pain here cause im now dead

Feelings(another creative poem %-)-~~~~~~

pain,sorry,pitty,glee,no1 will miss me,anger, sorrow,fear,sharp,will all this ever stop,death,dyieng,beautiful sight,off to join the afterworld as i decide 2 part,brains on the wall,nowhere 2 hide,ive made my decision...i wanna die

Suicidal Phreak

as i feel the pain of lifes claws,i feel my hatred grow,grow so much it takes over my soul and makes me want to kill,kill all of you and once ive finished with you i wanna do the same 2 myself,this is to much the pain is intense and i cant live on,life is to hard,the drugs dont work no more,the pain increses and i decide its over,i will hunt you until i kill you and all your friends,family and children and finally...i will kill myself. myself!

Why?

As life goes on pain grows,people die,people are born

The cycle of life never ending,destruction pain and sorry rules this domain

world of evil always growing destroying us,tryieng to make us weak until we break

Why are we here?whos sick game is this?Why cant love and hate be nutral,this hateful place, hearts ripped out and spat back at us,no murcey,no rest,killing us slowly making us hate

Why does this happen...is it only me...around every corner more sorrow and pain

As feelings die,no more love for others,others that we thought we could trust...trust:a word with no meaning to anyone...

Why do we live??Why do we die,this sick game carries on never ending till it destroys us all!

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