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Suicide

My life is filled with frustration, hate and anger
But is totally dominated by fear
Absolute fear

When I look into the mirror I see nothing
Nobody
I am stranger unto myself

My actions are caused by pure anger
I cannot control myself
I am violence

I believe in pain
I permanently need to be punished
I am pathetic

I have no other way to release my emotions
Only to hurt myself
And to drown in the mesmorising pain

I am overpowered
Overpowered by these emotions
Slowly they’re killing me inside

I have tried to fight back
But I am engulfed with problems
Problems with no solutions

I don’t care anymore
I hate myself
I am nothing

I won’t be missed
I had no purpose
I am useless

It becomes too much to handle
I am not worthy to live
I take my life

Im Just Fine.

I have no feelings , no thoughts and no remorse,
Deathly evil lurks around my mind,
I know no humor, i am the maggot on a corpse.
maybe its time for me to unwind.

I hate mostly everyone, except one,
But your most likely included,
Mind on the burner, death from a gun.
My hate turns to sorrow, diluted.

Ill seduce you and take your soul,
And feed from your blood so easily,
ill love you and make you whole.
Or kill you just as feasibly.

This Is Nothing

Here is nothing.
The very definition of nothing.
In front of you stands a stench.
It is something that just won’t get away.
Are you disgusted yet?
There are no feelings. 
This is cold and numb, cruel and horrendous.
This is what you feel as you sleep through your nightmares.
This is your heart set on fire,
Your insides turned to ice.
Your best friends massacred,
Your eyes dug from your skull with a fiery spoon,
The lyrics to the silence of Hell.
The tears from your beautiful angel,
The blood of your mother and father,
Confusion to its fullest extent,
Hatred beyond imagining.
This is me.
If I tell you to hate me, then it is in your best interest to hate me.
If you love me then you had best be ready for my cruel punishments.
You won’t have me for long.
I give up on myself.
I will go to the highest point in the world,
The steepest drop in the universe,
I will go there and I will stand upon the edge,
And I will scream my vengeance out to the world.
I hate all of you filthy rats.
I will then make all of my dreams come true.
I don’t care if you say that means I am giving up on you.
Selfish and enraged I most certainly am.
So, now I will tie the rope to the nearest spot,
And I will tie the knot around thy neck.
I will stand up and laugh whilst I think,
Think of all the reasons I shouldn’t die.
My mind goes blank and I decide it is time.
It is time that I fly.
To cremate the remains is all I ask. 
Nothing more my beastly humans.


Another Day, Another Suicide

I hate my family

I hate my life

I hate my friends

I hate this knife

As it kisses my wrist

I refuse to shed any tears

I scream and scream

But no one hears

The wound begins to open

I press my lips to the cut

Blood begins to fill my mouth

A taste that brings so much pain to my gut

I ended my life alone

Such a sad and miserable tale

But I'm afraid I must admit

It's a tale we all know too well

I Hate It

I hate it when
Stupitity come's
Full fruition,
And no other achievement
Abides' abound
I love the threat of
Complications',
When understanding
Is all around,
I seek a solid agreement
Where a solution
Can be found
I hate it all around

         GF

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