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I sit here Chained and shackled to this pathetic life forced to see the horror in everything horrible people, doing horrible things I cannot stop it no matter how hard I try my meaningless existence nobody cares nobody tries forced to conform nothing but lies all lies I cannot stop it so I just sit and wait wait to die Chained and shackled To this tortured soul This pathetic life is growing old

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Amandaj77
20:29 May 25 2018

We are all on different paths. Take another look around .and try to look in a differnt way then you seen befor. See how much you grown as a person. Look what you had to go through and see what lessons you learned. How did you find this website, what purpose dose it give you. All things happen for a reason.

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I've met the devil, And he isn't a little red man with horns and a tail, I've met the devil, He's a man that has died and will make you cry, And you ask, "Just why?" I've met the devil, He's the man that will bury you down, The man of black shadows, A man of the nightmarish crown, I've met the devil, He's in your sleep, not under your bed, He's not hiding in your closet, He's hiding in your head, I've met the devil, He's the one you conquer right before death, The one that you kill and slay, Right before your last breath, I've met the devil, I've stared death in the face, It took me little time to realize, That we were both in the same place, I've met the devil, His shadow of my reflection, Black claws, eyes of fire, Sharp teeth, and my blood is his desire, I've met the devil, He is yourself, your darkness inside, You're his master after all, So open wide.

Pain is easily remembered,
Love is easily forgotten,
But in order to have love,
You must have pain.
Love always causes pain,
Pain sometimes ends in love.
If you want peace in life you
Must know that love delivers pain,
And pain is beaten with love.
Love and pain must coexist in order
To balance each other out.

She screams for help But no one cares to feel her pain she's "just a girl" "Just a girl" they all say a stupid girl who doesn't know how to behave but no one knows the real story they think it's a joke they think it's funny when they find out the truth they'll be scared scared of her and scared of the world See, she's being over taken by a demon inside all her life she's been told lies all she does is make mistakes by the ones she loved she has been raped she only told two but they didn't care they just beat her and pulled her hair then she was in a new home, her uncle's he raped her too, oh man She’s mentioned in plays and operas; Disgraced human dramas and arias! Decaying disciples chanting last rites Before she smites thee with all of her might! Sung text by dead scholars, so vague is her name; Dark choir still chants “Patron Saint of Pain! Give us your hate, thy mote it be! Praise dear Sister of Misery!” She was defiled in nameless hours of moonlight, And wept at cold altar on a cold on All Hallows’ Eve Night. Dark, loathsome phantoms! They seen her as she bled Innocence out. On her darkness they fed! From behind fallen temples those raised who God Dammed. They awoke to consult her. The crypts! They slammed! Flocked to persuade her; to avenge her loss. So she gave them her soul; every aborted cross! II. He arose from Hell her thousandth year as written. A general of legion, this black knight was smitten. A Duke of ire adorned in armor and Venetian wear; This handsome old youth with Byronic flare! In her chaos he watched her spread pestilence, Embraced suicides, and promised them deliverance. He appeared to her in lust, and in love, And said “I am here for thee, my soiled dove.” In shrouded, dark ruins on the face of the moon, There’s Lord Arioch, a delighted groom, With our lady beside him in black silk and lace. Lonely, dark nights they seek to erase! He’ll love her forever, his sweet murderess; Heavens shook above them at the sight of their kiss! For the king of anger, and the angel of hate Have united as one. Revenge cannot wait! lied to her just the same until she became insane And that demon inside it's filled with rage now no one can stop her she can't be tamed she's thirsty for blood and revenge see, that girl is me and i am sin

I saw your shadow dancing late last night in between lightning's light. We were the only ones out that night. Remember? Now your shadow follows mine on yet another black and gloomy night. Is this your way of telling me that it is my time to go,or are you out tonight wanting only to say hello? I have heard of you and the blood mercenary work you do. I hear too that you take great pleasure in the work you do and that many people die needlessly because of you. As far as I am concerned, you are an unwanted jerk sent here only to hurt, so I will not stop to meet with you here on this night, nor any night. Why does your shadow scurry so here late into this night? Is it because you think I might compromise and let you take my soul tonight in lieu of the fact that I would put up a fight, but rather wait until I am asleep, or during the day when I am earning my keep? Matters not to me what you think because I will not be joining you tonight, or any time of day, so stop thinking of me as your prey and go away! By the way, how This darkened world Full of death, evil, despair Nothingness I walk along an empty road leading to absolutely nothing, nowhere It simply goes on and on Until forever ends I am no exception Despair will come for me Yes, this I am sure of but until then I just wait In my own misery My suffering This wasteful existence this painful, lonely, tortured experience So pathetic, So meaningless I have nothing to do but wait and die does it need to get before your shadow goes away? Even now your shadow closes in on mine with every street light we pass, but I am not ready to become part of civilizations past, especially due to a fiery death dealt by someone whom I can only describe as an ass without class. Unfortunately for you Shadow, I will stay one step ahead of you for my death will be made my way without evil standing in the way! I have thought of many ways to kill myself , but like so many things in life they often end up sitting on the drawing board's shelf. Besides, I am too old to die for the life I haven't had and too young to die for the life I've had! I will fight you all the way into tomorrow's day to keep my soul because the spirit that is my heart and the body that houses my soul would not have it any other way! Many people have accepted your offer of the ultimate sleep in exchange for a soul they did not want to keep, but your death is not final, it is damnation eternal! With your way of death there are no more tomorrows, nor hearts filled with love, joy, or sorrow and certainly no time for the mind to rest! Well, perhaps I could give up a heart that weeps and a mind that has had sleep, but my soul I must keep! What's this? Is your shadow falling behind? Is it because day light starts to crack the black of night and that is why your shadow is suddenly fading out of sight? Are you crawling back to the depths from where you come to escape the day light only to wait for another night? Shadow, before you go, know this! You will never possess my soul! Never! Now I must go and nourish my soul.

The quiet room, The blood stained tomb, Another broken, beaten, blue, But no one can save you from this mess, Bright red blood seeps through my dress, You were to distress, To see me consumed by this emptiness, And when you run and scream, When I cut you in your spleen, For your blood is all I need, To feed the demon inside of me, And to finally set me free.

Who am I? I'm darkness I'm isolated I'm madness But I like the shadows I want to be alone All the voices are friendly What am I? I have wings I have a tail I have fangs But I cant fly The tail swings and whirls I crave for blood When I spread my wings I feel the urge to jump And I'm filled with darkness And madness I'm scared All I see is shadows and ghosts Blood craves me so All the voices tell me to kill And I sense the chill down my spine Now I know who I am and what I am I am a demon

We all lost loved ones thru this thing called death. We all know how that feels. Yo ever since you've been gone seems like my life crashed and burned. Our family don't even talk we turned our heads and walked away. They say death is a beautiful thing well if it is then why does this end up tearing us apart. We all split now I'm looking at the emptiness in my Soul
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Why did you go why did you leave hope your looking down on me while I live in a place full of hurt. Beyond the grave. I can hear you calling out my name
They say live your life how can I when everything is falling apart world in crashing in please tell me you'll be back again

You do not know pain I repeat You do not know pain Not until you have watched the words "I do not care" Fall out of the lips of the person you hold most dear You do not know pain Not until they look at you and smile While you fall apart You do not know pain Not until they act as if the world is well As yours comes crumbling around your feet You do not know pain Not until they have nothing left to say Letting you pour yourself into apologies you have no right saying You do not know pain Not until they ignore your very presence As you walk around turning into the ghost they want you to be You do not know pain Not until your love and your heart belong to such a cold soul A cold soul that once warmed your insides and reminded you of hope You do not know pain Not until they steal your last ray of sun And give it to someone who once meant nothing when you meant the world You do not know pain You do not know Pain

Why do the dead watch over us? What is the point, faceless Evil will find us At our weakest moments, in our life Hints come silently by hidden voices Creeps slowly, down our necks, like a nest Of spider eggs, fell into our shirt color, Evil temps us only thou, spoken only in whispers That you can here softly spoken, From Darkness' voice only called to you From the shadows, and from the haven above When Evil henchmen, took control of heaven gates Tricking us, the week, onto my true path to darkness Thinking we were headed to our final deception Would many of us in our stern and rigid exterior Did turn and fly away, or got caught, in that web of deceit Many tried to only sacrum to the voices call Those that are weakness came willingly To week to walk into the obits alone un aided By another only held onto the Devils hand Missed trusted thing if was a friend Whilst my heart, my souls is feeling alive And yet on fire, And on fire my eyes seemly burn red Perching into the bleakness of the dark As soft and compassionate as the kindest of souls, Was stifled and unable to draw any life From the walls of a long overworked exterior and mind, The nudging I get when I'm alone is the calling Death’s thrust is never quenched, Just enriched by tomorrow's horizon I may be picked out of the many who have fallen before Today pleases his grace's guidance to go unannounced To Heaven now the week only to come falling Back to Hell's gates,

In an impoverished cruel world she walks, Forcing a moonshine smile that hides stifled searing tears. Choking back she integrates with a soulless community, Altruism is a myth and disappointment reigns supreme. In silent moments behind closed doors she lets blood, Beating the walls to release the pain burning inside. Fighting the two persons struggling in her clouded mind, Both alone even without each-other screaming to belong. To love, to live, to be loved and escape the desolation, Which stings more each long thunderous day. Like a poisoned dog she prays the inexplicable pain would stop, As times rolls on so too does her sad swim into despair, Her cries lost in the darkness until one grim night, The numbness sets in zombiefied the blood flows. An endless sleep consumes! Now stands an ironic memorial in her name, It reads beloved friend and daughter, Yet lays covered with rotting weeds, Engulfed by the stale stench of neglect!

I wait in the alley watching for her. She doesn't notice me waiting, lurking. People see a beauty wearing white fur. I see nothing but meat, sweet butchering I smell the fear she gets when she hears me pleasure and thrill engulfs the predator. as I get closer she begins to see She will soon be sent to her creator. I pull my blade from my belt, fun begins. The gap closes heart racing, she panics. She runs quicker, faster, my arm extends. I grab firmly, the rite is satanic. I open her neck like a flesh zipper. That is why they call me Jack the Ripper

Death to me is all you see But what you don't is what I'll be When I was alive, I was depressed And now I'm dead, I feel refreshed I sliced my thigh until I bled Tears of joy is what I give I put the rope around my throat Then I jump and there I go Death to me is all you see But now my spirit is finally free