Pain

Pain

I look at you, and all I see
Is pain deep down inside of me
My heart feels as if it was ripped out
All I want to do is scream and shout
It hurts to think of you
All I want is to be done with you
You look away, when I cry
I am still here I did not die
You ignore my calls, and ignore my texts
Your advice, "Get over it"
Get over it you say "I am through"
Well guess what I know what to do to you
I'll get my shovel and bury you
You will be gone before the next rain
Tell me my pain is not the same
As yours, well fuck you
I'll stick a knife in you
I would rip out your heart
but its not there only a hollowed part
A shadow of what used to be
Until the day you die, you will remember me
Ignore my pain
I will be the knife cutting your veins
Not on my new shirt mind you
I will wear something of yours, there is nothing you can do
Pain is important to me
It rate higher than love for me
Because love is empty and cruel
I knew that you would just sit there and drool
Love is for the week
From my cold heart I speak
Pain is all there is
All there ever was
There is no love here, you ruined that for me
Pain is my life, I must thank your for this
So fuck you, you get over it

Poor Old Ben

Poor Old Ben

Who are we talking about
Poor Old Ben who cant put in
He is so soft, and hairy
But his dick cant get hard its scary
He claims to love women
But can’t get the batter in the oven
Some one is coming but its not him
Because he is Poor Old Flacid Ben
Maybe he’s gay or has a small dick
But girls are gonna give up on him really quick
Show him some porn, but he runs away
I think its because he is Gay
There is nothing wrong with that you see
He has just been barking up the wrong tree
Maybe something medical is wrong
Or maybe its because he wears a thong
Poor Old Ben is never gonna get laid
Even if a hooker has been paid
So pity him if you will, but I do not
Because he is an asshole and is not hot
He thinks he lie to get his way
He should try with men another day
So can he masterbate
I guess it is time for the debate
Can flaccid Ben get it up
If there is no one around to fuck
I guess we may never no
If dick has the ability to grow
So when you see him, don’t laugh or stare
Because at least he doesn’t have come stains in his underwear
I suppose he would make a good punching bag
Or a man looking good in drag
For poor Old Ben
It may go up but it never goes in

How you are going to die

How I would Kill You

This is the story of how you will die
No more pleas or cries
I have made up my mind, so long ago
Slow shall be your death, so here we go
I have been following you life
And I have decided tonight is the night
Hug your kids say good bye to your wife
This is the end of your life
I must let you know,
Why I have chosen you so
You were chosen because of the life you have lead
And time is at hand for you to be dead
You are rude, greedy and have a despicable face
You have stolen and lied all over the place
I am doing my part
All of this I can see in your heart
You have squandered your gifts,
And hurt little children so now I am pissed
I am the Angel of death
I will smile down on you as you take your last breath
Society need not to worry about you, anymore
I saw what you did to that whore
Raped her and stole her money
You ran off finding it funny
Well now society will laugh at you
Because your death is upon you
You abused your kids, and hit your wife
And now you will pay for it with your life
For I am the Angel of Death, we all know to well
Your soul belongs in hell.
But you beg “what about my family”
Trust me once you are gone, they will be happy
They will be able to forget you
Right after they bury you
Your wife hides her laugh behind her veil
She can be at peace while you are in hell
Your children will spit on your grave
And abuse their own children someday
You have brought no joy to anyone, but your self
So look in the mirror and put your hand on the shelf
The Angel of Death comes to see you die
And carry you to where the demons lie
You have an epiphany but its too late
Your time has run out, you know the date
You could have done better, but too bad
You squandered the life that you had
A wife who thought she could handle it
Maybe If I pray I could change it
To make him a better man and father
But soon she knew, it was a bother
Because your children ran and told her what you did
You mother fucker, all that disgusting shit
I have a special place for you
In the ground while life rushes over you
You live no more
Your wife is not a whore, but a beautiful life
A life you tried wipe out with a knife
And she stood by you still
Until the children. Then she lost her will
I heard her praying one night
Please take him away and remove my fright
For I am scared for our lives
So I am the answer to her prayer, its you who dies
Kill yourself you miserable piece of shit
The world is better off without you in it.
You are dead,
They can bury you with a clear head.
No more wasting their time
Trying to turn you from crime
One act that went to far
And that is why you dead as you are
For I am the Angel of Death
I answered the prayer and took your last breath

I hate you

I hate you
I hate everything about you, its all lies
I hate your walk, your talk, your smiles
I hate your face, your hands, your teeth
Man my hate is strong, I hate it when you breathe
If you were to die
Not a single tear would flow from my eyes
I hate you, all of you, everything you stand for
I hate you, you stupid fucking whore.
I hate you so much it hurts to cry
It feels like razor blades coming out of my eyes
I hope you die, and no one grieves
I hope you are in desperation, and everyone leaves
I hope you get hit by a car, or a train
I hope your dumb ass drowns in the rain
I hate you, more than you will ever know
I hope you are always alone
Without a family to call your own
You are an ugly soul
Your heart is nothing but coal
I hope that you fall asleep at the wheel
When I hear the news of your death, I will squeal
I hope you get sick, and never get well.
I hope your soul languishes in hell
But hell would be to good for you
You should suffer a long time, fuck you
I relish the fact that I hate you so
My hate fuels my strength just so you know.
I hope at night you cry
Wishing that death comes by
But that would be too good for you
You must live long and not prosper too
But have nothing but poor luck
I hope you get to fuck
But only because they are desperate for
You, you dirty fucking whore.
I hope you get left out in the cold
And you scream in pain and can not be consoled
And whenever you decide to die
I promise to be at your funeral, but I will laugh not cry
I hope the county buries you
Because we both know, no one loves you
I must disclose this mystery face
I see it everyday in mirrors all over the place
The person that I hate the so much
Is the person I can see and I can touch
I see her in the mirror,
Her sad face, so inferior
That person is me, I hate myself
I take pills to hide myself
But what I say is true
So fuck you, self, fuck you

Deadly Dreams

Deadly Dreams

The dreams I have are not friendly
The dreams happen to be very deadly
Who drowns, do you want to know?
But there are so many ways to go
You can drown or be burned alive
For in all my dreams you die
I dont dream of sunshime or a summer rain
I dream of demons causing eternal pain
There was a dream where I was Death
I took all the poor souls last breath
My life is full of pain
My dreams happen to be the same
I can not pull the covers over my face
Hoping I will wake from this dreadful place
My dreams are of fear and death
Dreams that even you suffocate and gasp for breath
blood flowing long and slow
Dead bodies all about where do I go
In your dreams you can not run or hide
For you are trapped inside
Until you wake and scream
Oh my god it was just a dream
But what if you awoke to find the nightmare true
How could this happen to you.
You could have a great day, and have happy thoughts
But in your dreams you scream in terror lost
For fear of sleep
Is so sad that you weep
But your dreams are still there waiting
Because you have to sleep soon so stop debating
Once you finally close your eyes
Your nightmare begins and your soul dies
So take a pill and relax your mind
For your dreams will be of a horrid kind