jack_razor

"Sitting alone, staring blankly at the floor, my thoughts turn to her...." What to say? (she is so beautiful, she'd never want me) Who is she? (she says nothing to no one perpetually) Back of the room, her face in a book, her skirt riding high on her thigh Number one student, top of the class, she exists to no one but me.... What to say? (she is so beautiful, she'd never want me) Who is she? (she says nothing to no one perpetually) What to say? (she is so beautiful, she'd never want me) Who is she? (she says nothing to no one perpetually) I sometimes notice the bruise on her face, or the swollen lip And most often I gaze at the cross which hangs between her breasts.... 'So soft and gentle...so beautiful..." I dream of her....Playing out scenes in my mind... I dream of her....Kissing me gently, caressing... I must kill her....She doesn't want me, she'll die... I must kill her....She can have no one but me! (Here I come!!) Venturing into the street.... I know where she lives.... I know where her bedroom is.... I know everything about her... She'll see- I'll show her She'll see- I'll show her Her light is off, but her bedroom door is open, I can see her... Legs spread, I can hear her moans through the window.... "But there's something wrong," ....she gazes at a picture of her Jesus.... Watching her in that room, I am in love with her....

Torn from your body, removed while you scream Dissect to collect, my blade now reams Pieces of flesh lie side by side Worn on my body, or put on display You mark your skin, it gives you pleasure I take your precious art, it becomes my leather Taking your hide before you have died Decency defied Crudely cut away All are my prey Tell me how it feels when your flesh is peeled You are vain with your art I desire it torn apart With my insane hunting the removal of flesh now starts You mark your skin, it gives you pleasure I take your precious art, it becomes my leather Taking your hide before you have died Decency defied To you a design Now a trophy made mine To you a design Now a trophy made mine I seek to find To satisfy my fucked mind I seek to find To satisfy my fucked mind Ignoring your cries Exposing your insides Violence defined Torn from your body, removed while you scream Dissect to collect, my blade now reams Pieces of flesh lie side by side Worn on my body, or put on display You mark your skin, it gives you pleasure I take your precious art, it becomes my leather Taking your hide before you have died Decency defied

Burning urge to conceive like animals blind in heat. But they're human all the same copulation compulsion to breed, just anatomy and instinct lust consumed but the product is a human life. A malicious maternal seed spewed forth in precarious birth from the womb into the trash. Precious, twisting life, crawling on the filth of the dumpster floor. Only known to the mother in guilt, as she stumbles from the alley covered in flies. With a ten mile stare dead to the world she never gave one fuck for the child inside...none. Sucks the crack pipe in shame just to forget. Yet with another hit, she's on the streets again in another life she once had hope. But that went down the drain. Along with her pride. Nurses habitually resigned. Tossing the carcass, in the waste bin death legally designed? Or fixing the future with quick extraction? Conceived and thrown away from womb into the waste. Human trash, putrid, the bodies overrun. Aborted removal, with cold precision. Tools specifically designed forcing fetal termination. Blind the morally enraged. Bomb the clinic into oblivion. Kill the killer they will say. Justice through murder goes both ways. Conceived and thrown away from womb into the waste. One more girl, mortified. Never knew what was growing within. Obese, diseased, down on her knees she gave birth on the toilet seat. Insert anesthetized. Late term feticide. Orphan spawned from rape. Short lived, half a face. Crackhead whore for host.Hatching living ghosts. Pregnant, drunk and high. It was no surprise, when she left it there to die. One more girl who could never conceive. Psychopath, maternity-mad. Took a steel bat to her mother's head, hacked her up and took the baby out. One more girl, six months in, takes a hanger and a bottle of pills. The pro-life priest has nothing to say as the embryo's scraped away. Straight into the trash with the unborn offspring, generations dead in time, progeny unwanted. Dead flesh pile a mass of cells, 10 more bags and the landfill swells. Ripened mass fetal decay, no one cares were they human anyway?

@olgakulaga I think I have already found your dark desires!

I've never heard this song before. I hear a lot of Michael Stipe in the lead singer's voice, which isn't a bad thing. Thanks for sharing.

Forever your eyes will hold the memory I saw your heart as it overtook me we tried so hard to understand and reason but in that one moment I gave my heart away I gave my heart away in that moment I gave my heart away in that moment I gave my heart away (I gave my heart away) What perfect breath where my mind lay beside me and all I knew was what had overtaken me with no reason I am comforted by the inability to understand Forever your eyes will hold the memory I saw your heart as it overtook me we tried so hard to understand and reason but in that one moment I gave my heart away I gave my heart away in that moment I gave my heart away in that moment I gave my heart away (I gave my heart away) Forever your eyes will hold the memory Forever your eyes will hold the memory Forever your eyes will hold the memory When I wake from this dream Will your smile still open my heart and leave me transparent When I wake from this dream Will your smile still open my heart

Propel this solitary man in front of us with his corrupted global agenda muttering into his ears. Corporate money stuffed into his pockets to spread his darkened gospel. In the past the crowned once held the covenant to shape and develop a better world. Their influence and supremacy built by generating optimistic and confident perception offerings to their herds of sheep. Time repeats itself and outspoken pledges continue to not succeed, the people have renounced trust in ideologies. Safety and protection is the contemporary vow for the role that will reinstall masterdom and control. To rescue us from uncertainty and peril that we are visionless to see or interpret. A threat that evidently needs to be fought in a manufactured, waged war. A vile misconception that has unfurled unquestioned while being exaggerated and disfigured.

By the time you read this, I will already be dead. Do not reply to this, it is only to be read. By the time you read this, I will already have been killed. Do not reply to this, but notify my next of kin. Self administrate your estate, Pick up the pieces and give them away. Let them take all the things they want and dispose of yourself. Photos and notes go into the sink, Under all the hot water the faucet could give. Now my dreams are just running ink. Going down the dream. By the time you read this, I will already be gone. Do not reply to this, but realize what you have done. By the time you read this, it will already be true. Do not reply to this, just understand what you made me do. By the time you read this, I will have gone the way good men go. When they go bad, where they go bad. By the time you read this, I will have gone to the place where good men go.Where they go wrong, when they go wrong. By the time you read this, I will already have been changed. Do not reply to this, after I've experienced maximum pain. No longer good to anyone, and never would be again. Know that I spent my final days, endlessly tying the endless loose ends. One last look around the place, with sun shining into empty room. For the final time I close the door that will open for someone new. The only change I make before I leave, is in the bedroom of my dreams. Where I covered the walls in deep blue paint, rather than my blood and my brains. By the time you read this, I will already be dead. Do not reply to this, it is only to be read. By the time you read this, I will already be dead.

@rubymoon Believe me... It's the least I can do for you! ❤️

Night haunts and evil lurks in every corner Like plague it's spreading - I behold Loneliness, yet with you autumn night as guest But can you hear my cries? Permeate me, oh night, as with the forest you did for heart is cold, cold as ice I drown in the colour of your eye for a black heart will only find beauty in darkness I breathe it's eternity to absorb the sky where the shadows of death may lie Feel the call - Nocturnal desire Sorrow's breath - Enchanting cries Night's blood - Taste damnation's wine Feel the pain - Nocturnal desire The devil's path of dark delight Night's blood - Pure damnation's wine Eyes are glowing, burn as hell's fire Mark thy wisdom in my mind Those who never was born but whose darkness eternally devastated the goodness built up through milleniums No time passed, our victory is eternal Our scorn, our silence... A heart dies drowning in the night's blood Everlasting malice for the wicked soul Can't resist the night's sweet blood Loneliness in the embrace of you autumn night The night that froze my cries Deep into the woods glows a fading light I sold my soul, cold as ice I drown in the colour of your eye for a black heart will only find beauty in darkness I breathe it's eternity to absorb the sky where the shadows of death may lie Feel the call - Nocturnal desire Sorrow's breath - Enchanting cries Night's blood - Taste damnation's wine Feel the pain - Nocturnal desire The devil's path of dark delight Night's blood - Pure damnation's wine

Like a drug, you asphyxiated me with fulfilment. Your eyes, like needles, fed my brain with addictive enhancement. Are you that long awaited ray of hope or is this another twisted side of the same tale? You traded your wings for horns and I replaced you with a sharper solution. I went deeper than you ever will. Your reign didn't last for long. You were wrong all along. The diva took her outfit off. An egocentric drama queen now stood in front of my eyes. You traded your wings for horns and I replaced you with a sharper solution. I went deeper than you ever will. You lost your grasp once and for all. Karma will get you back. I won't hold any grudges. She simply vanished and if that goody Christian girl was right. Karma will get her back.

I remember that brief moment when I shouted "end this day" Mistakes and lessons have since gone my way The same regrets lie noiselessly for now within these poor isolated walls Something this sacred should not have been taken for granted My vow of secrecy must be kept Something this sacred should not have faded with time I'VE FAILED YOU ONCE AGAIN YET YOU STILL HOLD MY HAND!!! I desperately dig within to recover that sweet innocence that shined upon us I loathe myself for every time I was moved by someone else's loveliness All those precious moments we have shared have been violated by temptation's venomous kiss If only I could look at you again with the same eyes that once cherished every single step you took My heart aches whenever I think of that night you fervently whispered "je ne te connais plus" This is the end of something beautiful