The Dark Poet -Contest-

A little tale about the real me twisted all inside as can be the visions of the end is all i see F.T.W. setting my self free waking up with the thought i survived. "SURVIVED!" another dream holding my head under water no one can hear my screams cursing each and everyone for this demon has won taking over my soul ripping out all my sanity reliving over and over the day i took my own life my own hell is more than an element of a dream slicing my most deepest vain, with the dullest knife a fear so dark lashing out a terrorized scream reality, to sanity, losing my main brain a deep dark fear lurking, red blood stain creeping up a MOSH caught in the way F.T.W. we are all to blame inside I dread the day of my rebirth shout my guts into space for I have faced to slow down the beast with a potent power of radiation a frame out demon skinning the philosophy you once new an evil more than vile, a poison worst than sin motivating his way in to my voyage of my on tormented life a DEMON dust from Neptune possessing me its rings never to think in my wildest observation I would encounter my own depths of a zero pointless energy giving to my by the lighted gravity of humane restricted on the eyes, for the ones who do not wish to see a trance faster than the speed of light ending myself to a forever night fighting with them who reject to see a demon so twisted dropped from the cosmos of realistic no one wanting to acknowledge the relativistic way that time travel out*** and Demons travel in*** lost forever in this rotten being making me shout out loud to he who knows my name dealing with the devils Darkest Poet in a Dark Poets game -contest- just a dream soupppppers lol. : )