Thou i walk through the vally of death, I shale not fear evil. For my heart belongs to they's blesed charms. My blade True and my soul pure in your light. I live for you. Breath for you. And If he tuches a hear on your head, the Devil shale pay with his soul, his body, and is power. For you, I would become a deamon, If it saves you. SO BE IT!
This town is like a viper, spreading its venom. Killing all thoughs of spiritul power, by drowneding there skills. Your a fool for moveing here. Stay out of this town. things in this town become that with they should never be. Real things become fake, and fake things become real. I am one of those real things, slowly becomeing something everyone wants me to be. I know this town has a soul. One that is takeing my powers, tuning me into a monster, makeing me into something that took My inosence. well, its trying anyhow. If i walk clean and clear, I'll walk way from this town with out looking back. If i get stuck here, this town just may go up in flames. I am after all there monster, the Demon of there childer's makeing. And my family hasnt helped me any, turning everything i say aginst me. Makeing my hole life a compation. This time, im leaveing this town. the nomad in me longs for the rode. the Dragon in me longs for the freedom to go where i want. I have nothing but time. Time to think. And in the minds of those here in this town, time to kill and rape and plunder my way to death. That is what they think of me. The lone "wolf". Alone my hole life, and now the one thing that i feel like could be a good thing, this Damned town is trying to take from me. Tis Such A Sad Thing.
Fire of my mind
Flameing shelding my soul
Pain spikeing my eyes.
Fire fills my head iceing my blood
Body Freezzing glass
Mind Multint lova
My sanity slips into the winds of sarrow.
Pain fills my body, killing all thoughts with a flash of Fire. Light senetivity flares with all the light around me. I hate the day, long for nights sweeter darkness. but even the night has its lights, with this mardern world we live in. Cars always flashing bright lights at me, even with white cloth fitting my stress hardend body. Did i say how i hate this new age we have entered, sother lights filling my room, yellow flames burning low and strong. Im not the one lost, you are. Dont call me insane. I dont need your sanity in the form of pills. Im not the one trying to kill people, Im trying to save them. From what you ask? Look in a Fucking Mear.
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biteingpheonix
22:56 Nov 18 2009
awe!! i know why you wrote this!