Sending out the last message from a hopeless soul
Trapped and alone in a dark and evil world
Pulled by my neck from the rope hanging among the oak branch
Swinging and struggling for a grip on my neck
Wrists are tied behind my back am a helpless fool
For thinking that world would be so kind and helpful
This bullshit
Now hanging and struggling for a grip of this situation
When did people become so evil and dark?
With dirty secrets in their gasping mouth
Your holy hangings
Your holy hangings
Would you stand in their shoes and hang those whom never listened to the higher word
Above looking up at the struggling souls
Above you
Looki
Mommy, never knew! by mcr19HappyThoughts, literature
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Mommy, never knew!
Mommy never knew
Mommy never knew her little boy was black and blue
Mommy never knew her little boy was alone and depressed
Mommy never knew her little boy was going to hurt himself and others in his destruction
Mommy never knew her little boy was black and blue from the bullies at school
Mommy never knew!
Mommy, Mommy never knew
Mommy, Mommy never knew
He sat in his room
He was all alone, depressed and stressed
He thought of suicide
He was washing the blood off his clothes everyday
Mommy Never knew!
Mommy, Mommy never knew
Mommy, never knew
His plans to kill for revenge
His rage was to engage
He killed and raped, he killed and
cry cry cry wolf by mcr19HappyThoughts, literature
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cry cry cry wolf
So you want to get to know me
Then look me in the eye and tell me why
There’s nothing to say but a lie
You been looking for a way to get under my skin
And craving the hungry to tear me apart
Truth will never fall out, of a mouth of lies
Cry cry cry my wolf your way too old
Cry cry cry my wolf you can’t rule the world
With lies the trust isn’t there
Looking back at those times you told me
You were there. Looking back there was
Nothing there, you cried again.
Truth will never set you free
When you speak of lies
Truth will never fall out, of a mouth of lies
Cry cry cry my wolf your way too old
Cry cry cry my wol
Don’t know what to say
Its hard trying to write the way I feel
Things got fucked but who even cared
I wanted to scream, the lack of oxygen made
It hard to bare the thought of dying
Walk the empty halls
Smashed the mirrors
Broken glass and shards of broken memories
I am wreck I am the mess
I am depressed I am the worst
Given up I don’t care
Drove myself to the bridge to figure it out
The spinning red gun is loaded
Falls among me I pull the trigger
Please don’t shed a tear
Don’t write me when I leave here
I am selfish but who cares
I sick of trying and fighting
You know I am a failure
You seen my selfi
Outside the hazy static air blew across the desert floor. The smoke of a dying fire hung.
It was a death zone and muderzone out here. Nothing could survive nor exist. Battles have been fought lost and won. People come and gone, the only thing left was shadows of ghostly images of the fallen.
Through the sands of time, bloodshed and tears remain as a constant reminder that we were not alone nor goanna make out alive anytime soon.
The famous four left stories to tell around campfires, and holdouts. But no one knew the truth why they did neither how they would save us from the tyrant of Better Living.
Torn away from life, living, the desert
buried in a parking lot by mcr19HappyThoughts, literature
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buried in a parking lot
I am going to die in California
My living hell is coming down to its fatal end
Now I am dead and they burry me in a parking lot
As I am not worth a grave in the cemetery
I am going to die in California
This place is living hell
Depression was so high
The drugs so cheap and strong
Now the bullets are empty casing
As they burry me in a parking lot
As I am not worth a grave in the cemetery
So burry me in a parking lot
As my life is nothing in this world
People may walk among me
And piss on me because I am buried under a parking lot
The cemetery is for souls whom are picked by god
To follow his path of inner light
As for me let&rsq
demolition lovers by mcr19HappyThoughts, literature
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demolition lovers
In the desert, sitting in my car, the engine running as I am sitting in my car loaded with trunk full of ammunition. Light up a cigarette with a broken finger and tank of gasoline sitting in my lap.
Looking out my window watching the sunset reds, oranges and dark pinks
Memories flashing inside my subconscious mind, lack of sleep and
Bloodshot eyes, makes my nose begins to bleed. Wipe the blood over my face
Sallow some in my mouth. Bitter and salty taste with smell of gasoline and cigarettes
Holding hands and leaning kisses on our foreheads
Our love was for the ages, they all saw how much we were both meant for each others
Soft smiles
You were a cancer cell growing by mcr19HappyThoughts, literature
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You were a cancer cell growing
You were a cancer cell growing with time
A ticking bomb waiting to explode
Now you erupted and spread
Effecting me with your filth
Spreading over my clothes the smell like decomposing, dead
Feeling the vultures picking me off, from the bone flesh teeth
into my skin where the filth reached my decaying heart
You were a cancer cell growing with time
A ticking bomb waiting to explode
Now you erupted and spread
Effecting me with your filth
Shards of broken mirrors, broken glass
Poisonous gases filling my lungs and blood
Can’t escape from effects
Now harmful aftermath effects are leaving me
Weak and weary as I am living till the