TheSandman's feelings
feeling's are useless,
they have no power....
i think of death...
i'm thinking it every hour...
what would it be like?
last breath, last strike...
every minute a piece of me dies....
until i have no feelings, they're only lies...
lies that make my life a hell
before i'm gonna sell...
my soul to the beast....
only then i am deseased...
dying is the only reason to live....
maybe i'll reincarnate....
but hey, it's fate
maybe somepeople can't die...
maybe my life excist's from a lie
that's a lotta maybe's for a kid...
well, blood i'm gonna spit...
no question about it
fighting against the will to live...
i hate to say this
but it's ment to be..
if Xvon is right,
hell, we'll just see.
i can knock myself down
i can fuck myself up
i can hang myself in the town...
somebody shut me up!
before i'm gonna fuck everyone up!
sometimes i hate me....
but things are
ment to be...
why the fuck do people care???
they stop me, it's not fair!!!
they make me pissed!
but i'm gonna be missed.........
can't find reasons to stay.....
they love me, some may...
get the fuck away!!!!!
all my life is just grey!!!
my life suck's...
my life is worthless...
i'd give it away for a few bucks
my hand is filled with scars...
knives gave the sollution..
maybe i have to go to an institution(?)
this is just taking me in fear
and its NOT making me cheer
if i'd lock myself up in my room
am i only worth to doom?
if someone just killed me....
this would all be over....
I will die.......
Blood i will spit........
Darkness has broken down....
Right in the middle of my town...
R.I.P. TheSandman