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Hate all I am all
written by Genocide Reaper08:51 PM 11/18/04| I need a cigarette, but I'm running low, I'm listening to all of these voives, that are going slow. How much more can I wittness before I listen to the voice that keeps asking me why I try. How many more questions will I hear before I pick up my pistol and silence him. As I die. No tear shall come to my eye as I snap and give in to the damning insanity. I just want to say this now. As I sit here without an expression on my face. I hate you all. Lend me your ears. now listen. I hate you all. It heals me, it helps me, it scales the walls over my pride and inside of heart it finds a new place to reside. My rage is eternal, just like my hate. I cannot feel anything, but blind rage and hate. I love but I also don't. I feel but I cannot. I hear one of my souls scream. 'I cannot take this anymore.' I hear the other say. Lets come to terms with our differences and help this body bleed. I am no more than a target for myself. I am nothing more than a waste of space. I will continue to stare blankly at my face. Until I strangle myself with what I have for myself. Hate. I feel infected with a cancer, I feel that I will never have an Answer. I know that I am near throwing it all away just to eat a bullet so I may slowly decay. This is a Fucking infection, all of these feelings where Forcefully injected. God speed Demon seed. I am lifes terminal stain. I am the blood stealing rights from me. Christ is killing me, just like you. I hate you all, and the things you do. Just cease. to breathe, cease to move. Just fall into your graves... I love one, and Hate all. I am one, and am all. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
No one hears you! Your societys infection. I won't judge you! when the blood steals life from you. Cast down and thrown away you are the living dead, the needle numbs the pain of all your suffering. This is where the world of money changes nothing! the system is failing you just the way it failed! Hell is home where the city bleeds, AMERICA HOME OF THE BRAVE I KNOW ITS A FUCKING DISENCHANTMENT!
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| » Comments / Feedback | by utmosthater (11-18-2004 - 09:09 PM)
| This is really good, reminded me of a slipknot song, I am one, I am all, I am above and beyond! sorry. good stuff. |
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