Welcome
make yourself comfortable
there is no reason for your existence
you are merely a parasite
sucking my life dry
I should crush you like the bug you are
but perhaps I enjoy the pain too much
to let you stop draining me
Dig deeper with your teeth of fire
there's a soul in there somewhere
maybe you can locate it
I lost it somewhere out in the real
What is real...reality is pain
bitterness is love, and lust
greatness is mine
if I can just peel you
from my cells
Almost there find it now

I fall to the ground
drifting through mist
fog is shrouding as I leave
all of you behind and
walk paths untrodden
by mere mortals
lost my soul after all
you took it, drank it
maybe you enjoyed it
a little more than I did
oh well i'm here lost
in storms of surreality
Maybe life wasn't so bad
too late now
Suicide taints...

05/03/2003

Author's Note: dark...it's back

Posted on 05/04/2003
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