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Maybe she was death?

03:48 Dec 22 2005
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There was a sudden change of contrast. I´ve come too give my thoughts back. Most hard to belive i was still breathing. The ground caught my knees as the real light struck my eyes with dialated pupils motion was quite compromised with a bunch of “Buhu”´s. An oral description of my feelings would be similar to the sound of a modem, but if it´s just the sound of a modem then this wouldn´t be much of a poem.



A revelation of a godess as i saw her walking on water along the seashore. The edge of her beauty struck my heart like a dark, poisonous arrow. I felt moist in my pants. It was incredible. When i gave her a second much closer look she turned her head. First then did i see that her body was badly beaten. Her clothes were soaked in red. I said, “quite an entreance!”. Something told me to shut...up, and bow down before her presence. And i did. Are you kidding me i did? I went down so far that i could lick my shoes, cut the cheese and probably get a smelly sneeze for a week or three. I kinda... I kinda figured she had something to do with this mess, so i shouted out like a lunatic i guess. “You killed off everybody but me! I don´t see the reason why! I was no different from the rest of my breed”. She simply replied. “Thats the reason why, can´t you see? I needed someone imparsial and apathetic like yourself. Only a person like you can give justice too this matter i will speak of”. ”Then spit it out, fuck you BITCH!”. I fellt naucious and my face was most likely green. This is not happening. This is a dream. You´re kinda, made up. ”Excuse me, im just gonna sit down and wait for me too wake up”. Then she told me, with the smoothest of voices, she was cruel but fair, she said that i had two options to pick from.

Number one: She´s been suffering for quite some time now. Isn´t it about time she let her soul go? And catch the break of dawn? Release her from this peice of muddhole. God knows, there´s plenty of space, she will travel for many days, but surely find a new planet to raise. On the other hand i would be spending the rest of my days in a crate under the moon, dreaming of cooked food and shoes on my shoelaces. Wich leads me too option number two: I caught mother drool when i told her how this world could improve. Raceism would be gravedigening, soldiers putting guns i holsters and that little seed of greed would be harmless once it got harvested. Torn into millions of peices. Jesus or any other religious bigshots would no longer be an excuse for ending another persons life. But man, i dunno. If you turn us back, it could become ugly as simple as (snap), that... A tough one decision too call. such a freakin bitch picking me? A lad with jimmylace and chickenballs? I walked in circles for days, i didn´t know what to think at all. An experience i found both giving and dull. My thoughts had driven to a stall. A tough one decision to call. It was my decition to call. I had a hard time keeping my sanity. I am pretty sure my yesterday had told me ”fuck humanity”. And since im a man of priciples i said ”fuck humanity!”. And i fucked it untill my dick got sore.


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