my hate against the world

[Guest Moon_Panda]

This emotion of anger,

sppressed and pushed down,

every time i want to lash out,

my self control returns.

i hate my mind,

i hate my cold calculative brain

the logical asumptions i make

and all the unneccesary self control.

 

i want to die

on that part i woun't lie,

my fears don't push my

my dreams are killing me.

suicide is my salvation

i doubt i'm the only one who feels the damnation.

the outline is washing away

true form appears from the rain

 

all i leave behind

is my rage twoards this world

hating the very air i breath

the cestpool of life that is consuming my sole.

nothing to gain

but nothing to lose

if i leave i bet noone would even care

noone would notice the fading of my star.

 

but the thing that hurts the most

is the thing i don't hate,

the one persone who doesn't see

my true form of utter terror

the one who will never understand the hate i feel,

because with her i try my best

to enjoy the moment as best i can,

and not let the monster bother me.

 

but i can't live in one moment

my salvation will be even more hopeless.

so one bullet is all it takes,

my aim is good and the trigger feels great.

so i can cry and scream, shatter and break

and never again put on a smile that's fake.

my sanctuary, my paradise, the place i feel right,

now thats a joke, the only reason i can feel right

is when noone can see me, and the light go out

because i'm the monster in the night!