Brittle

I come across like a brittle baby
Hit the right spot and I break apart
Stick me in the cracks of your heart
And ill come alive again...maybe

I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
I don't give a shit
About what you gott say

Push my face in the dirt
Smash me hard make me hurt
Tell me its what I deserve
I'm just a parasite willing to serve

I don't care
I don't care
I don't give a shit
About what I need to do

I'm yours anyhow so fuck it
I don't swallow I just suck it
Your fascination is growing wearily
Looking for something more

Maybe I like it
Maybe I like it
Maybe I just don't care
About the shit you fuckin do

WORLD

I remember every night that my life broken down

A white flame turned it all to ashes

And the rain just turned it to mud

When will I run away from all these dreams

The dreams that feed the demons

Sometimes I think hate is not a strong enough emotion to feel

When I know the world feels the same

I could think of a million ways to die

But I know you would think up more

I fantasize with running to the edge of the world

But I know the world would just jump instead

Names Belong Here

Your name should really belong here

Because it doesn't fit anywhere else

I wish that my soul was near

But I left it somewhere

You remind me of the waves

Always coming in and out

Never really caring what love is about

The sun shines and I cry

The moon rises and u come alive

But you tell me I shouldn't survive

And I tell you perhaps I should die

You tell me

I don't belong

But until how long

Will I ignore what you say

Medicated so I can get through the day

When you don't even care to remember my name

I feel nothing for this but I care so much

I care when you tell me I don't belong

Tell me how it feels to be alone

Tell me how I should feel

You name should really belong here

Until then please don't come near

The Break Through

Modern views

blistering heat subdues

frozen black hearts in you

can you feel the hate break through?

Impacting views

your faces are left black and blue

broken pieces but we have no glue

can you feel the hate break though?

drink up the poison don't leave a drop

split you spine and your brain goes pop

pull the trigger and never pretend to stop

realize the hate is on top

a lost ruin on a deserted land going down

a secret temple that has been found

heros dying, mothers crying for you

can you feel the hate breaking through?

so it appears the dark has won the fight

so it appears the dark has the might

blink of an eye the world is anew

can you see it...the hate...its broken through

Cant Make You

My mouth is a trash bag
Never worth the shit that's in it
I can't make anyone like me
This was never something I wanted
Ill make no one bow down 
This was never something I would do
My world was a cradle falling from the tree
My words are shit hitting the fan
My blood made me a damaged man
But never was my heart to be free
A headache without a repair
No drugs are allowed here
Broken and bleeding
But no ointment to help clear the scar......
This world is dying.....cold and blank
No smile across my damned fucking face
There's no sweet tomorrow at this place
Can't beg you to see it my way
That's not something I was want to say...

Dead battery is love lost and left to die

Our love is a dead battery
Nothing left to power our drive
Leaving us in the middle of nowhere
And you just don't seem to care

My murdered heart have a tv interview
Said you molested it every night
Said that you started all kind of fights
Left it black and so blue

I gave a piece of me to everyone in town
Trying to tie  myself down
I never could I never tried hard enough
I always tried with shards of steel
As bright as the lights above
But the dead battery couldn't support life
So withering on the edge of defeat
My blood lead next to my knife
And it was the most perfect thing
Otherwise I would have nothing

Our love ran on its last course
Dying on the last bit of life
Everything we had was mine
But you stole it every single time
Leaving me wondering how this happened
Frame after frame of memories left inside
Died with the battery left outside
Running on nothing but hurt
You left me on the passenger side

Our love is a dead battery
With nothing left to care about
A hunk of shit with no feelings or drive
Lost to the nothingness inside
Parked and left for dead
Abandoned without an ounce of regret
Left in the middle of nowhere
Without you I don't seem to care

Heart Full of Nothing

I always loved this piece I created...Idk what the fuck was going through my head...I dont think it makes much sense..but to me at that point it did...

There's a ballroom in my heart filled with people in black uniforms 
snorting this nation into the nose of illusions and black vault of 
ecstasies where death is the new style of choice. Faceless individuals 
walk with a limp and smack each others heads with mechanical tentacles. 
They learn how to sing to the marching bands black symphonies without 
missing a note, yet are lost within the melodies of tragedies. They 
drink from cyanide filled cups in the shape of human hearts. Content 
with the end that will split their spine.

Drinking the germs from their spine it tastes as bitter as wine they cry 
tears made from human fears. But they won't say nothing, won't stay for 
long for its almost midnight. They have work in the morning. They commit 
crimes against nature crimes against themselves as the nature of the 
moon fixates on the guts of the sluts and the heart of the harlots 
beating them and crushing their lives into dust. A pregnant teenager with 
abortion on her mind, a corrupt priest with a alter boy between his 
legs. They say not to drown, not to get down but its hard when the 
politicians of religion strike fear in the orifices of human thought. A 
natural born philosopher lynched on the street, made to bleed for his 
beliefs, crucified for him mouthing off.

Plenty of sunshine falling down on me. UV rays giving my skin cancerous 
spores and burning my eyes. I need sunglasses to keep them off me, I 
need sunglasses so you don't recognize me. I don't want the world to 
see through my eyes. See through the lies as bright as the skyline on a 
sunny day. The mouse imprisons the souls of its slaves, drains them then 
rearranges ever speck of dust from their skin, every aspect of their 
sins and I am one of them. There's a black symphony in my heart as the 
percussion are making a melancholy melody that goes with the tempo of 
my blood flowing through my veins. The violinist pulls on the strings of 
my emotions and the winds play my mind and sexual organ. I fancy them 
like they were for real and not a metaphor. I play with the thorns of a 
rose and make a wish every time a bee stings me. I'm holding hands with a 
perfect specimen. Long dark hair, perfect 10, black coal eyes a face 
that can replace the spot in my heart of the lesser few that inhabit it. 
She uses me for my life force, drains me every night. But allow it, I 
love it, I need it. Misguided through a world of drunks, addicts of 
every sort, mechanical beings and savage scapegoats, I stand alone among 
the libertines of determination, yet mine is stronger than those inept 
creatures which feast on the good souls of others, who would for 
the right price kill their own mothers. No I am not one of those, through 
maturity I attend to find salvation through my own enterprise and I will 
slowly but surly rise to become a god among gods, a libertine with taste 
and class, a true power to be reckoned with.