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Evil permeates this world of mine/ I fear I shall soon go blind/ for the suffering I see/ I shall go insane/ for the person I am too be/ Evil is in every breath/ Evil will cause my death/ and yours and hers and his/ Evil is in every kiss/ evil is inside my mind/ evil is all I find/ and touch and feel/ evil makes the blood spill/ from the throats of the righteous/ who were just like us/ Evil makes the wrong right/ so now I fight/ to do what’s right/ in my eyes/ wrong in theirs/ and no one cares/ that I see you all die in my dreams/ I laugh at your screams/ I feast on the fear/ that I can hear/ that spills from your heart/ as I rip the flesh apart/ as terror builds/ the reservoirs fill/ with the essence of life/ that I ripped from you with a knife/ I bathe in the crimson rain/ and my heart is light/ what a sight/ and I wake and shudder/ the voices whisper and mutter/ they whisper to me in an eerie voice/ they order, they cajole, they give me no choice/ but do as I’m told and spread the lies/ cause the cries/ someone dies/ and it’s me that I see/ laughing with glee/ covered with gore/ the voices shout for more/ and I give in/ to evil and sin/ so now I pray/ I plead I beg/ make the dreams go away.

Fit in?

I wish I belonged/ I wish I wasn’t wronged/ by being born/ for all I cause is scorn/ for having this life/ all I cause is strife/ I don’t fit in/ I don’t belong/ and so I sing the death song/ burden is too much to bear/ I no longer care/ I am not needed or wanted/ my feeling are laughed at and flaunted/ for all to see and stare/ they all grimace and glare/ look at him he is such a waste/ look at him he is such a disgrace/ all I need is a helping hand/ someone to make a stand/ turn me from the path I’m on/ the one where I sing the death song/ the road is long/ and the path is tough/ I think I have had enough/ time to stop this charade/ for I was in error made/ useless I’m called and disgrace I’ve become/ strike me deaf and strike me dumb/ so I no longer hear their cries/ so I no longer speak their lies/ lead me from the path I’m on/ the one where I sing the death song.

True Freedom

Death is freedom/ freedom is death/ this I’ll cry/ with my last breath/ nothing gained/ nothing lost/ and I know/ just what it cost/ a wasted life/ a shattered heart/ a useless dream/ I ripped apart/ for nothing is free/ to you or me/ so with death I’ll pay my fee/ it costs not much/ it pains no one dear/ if you can get over the fear/ no one will know/ and no one will care/ no one will even shed a tear/ a service I do to those I love/ and a sin I commit to Him above/ but I crave my freedom/ and freedom is death/ this I cried/ with my last breath.
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Insane

Contributed by 2bruisedandbeaten4you on Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 09:15:47 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



Insane
Evil permeates this world of mine/ I fear I shall soon go blind/ for the suffering I see/ I shall go insane/ for the person I am too be/ Evil is in every breath/ Evil will cause my death/ and yours and hers and his/ Evil is in every kiss/ evil is inside my mind/ evil is all I find/ and touch and feel/ evil makes the blood spill/ from the throats of the righteous/ who were just like us/ Evil makes the wrong right/ so now I fight/ to do what’s right/ in my eyes/ wrong in theirs/ and no one cares/ that I see you all die in my dreams/ I laugh at your screams/ I feast on the fear/ that I can hear/ that spills from your heart/ as I rip the flesh apart/ as terror builds/ the reservoirs fill/ with the essence of life/ that I ripped from you with a knife/ I bathe in the crimson rain/ and my heart is light/ what a sight/ and I wake and shudder/ the voices whisper and mutter/ they whisper to me in an eerie voice/ they order, they cajole, they give me no choice/ but do as I’m told and spread the lies/ cause the cries/ someone dies/ and it’s me that I see/ laughing with glee/ covered with gore/ the voices shout for more/ and I give in/ to evil and sin/ so now I pray/ I plead I beg/ make the dreams go away.

Fit in?

I wish I belonged/ I wish I wasn’t wronged/ by being born/ for all I cause is scorn/ for having this life/ all I cause is strife/ I don’t fit in/ I don’t belong/ and so I sing the death song/ burden is too much to bear/ I no longer care/ I am not needed or wanted/ my feeling are laughed at and flaunted/ for all to see and stare/ they all grimace and glare/ look at him he is such a waste/ look at him he is such a disgrace/ all I need is a helping hand/ someone to make a stand/ turn me from the path I’m on/ the one where I sing the death song/ the road is long/ and the path is tough/ I think I have had enough/ time to stop this charade/ for I was in error made/ useless I’m called and disgrace I’ve become/ strike me deaf and strike me dumb/ so I no longer hear their cries/ so I no longer speak their lies/ lead me from the path I’m on/ the one where I sing the death song.

True Freedom

Death is freedom/ freedom is death/ this I’ll cry/ with my last breath/ nothing gained/ nothing lost/ and I know/ just what it cost/ a wasted life/ a shattered heart/ a useless dream/ I ripped apart/ for nothing is free/ to you or me/ so with death I’ll pay my fee/ it costs not much/ it pains no one dear/ if you can get over the fear/ no one will know/ and no one will care/ no one will even shed a tear/ a service I do to those I love/ and a sin I commit to Him above/ but I crave my freedom/ and freedom is death/ this I cried/ with my last breath.




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Re: Insane (User Rating: 1 )
by monophobic on Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 09:27:45 PM AEST
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i love your style. your words are true. i feel like tthis too


Re: Insane (User Rating: 1 )
by tabby on Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 01:28:28 PM AEST
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I really like this poem. Very emotive.

Laura
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