Nothing to stop the stampede of a raging hurricane’s sweeping winds of hate, Nothing to impede the proceeding of a system forced down our throats, No way to escape this earthly reality, this realm of twisted beliefs and false idols, Nothing to create to stop the destruction, for everything we create ends in destruction… We are the nothing, so we are unaware of the everything that is ending… It’s approaching, the killing is coming, murder, genocide, inclusive suicide… Dawn of a new day to topple the weak foundation of our ignorance… A powerful new world order to overthrow an ailing infection of human life… To wipe away and cleanse us of the filth, destroy and rebuild once again. We walk alone within the loud, buzzing crowd of silence… Circling within breathtaking pain and the emptiness of nothing… Someday you will realize that we are all just a piece of the puzzle… That forms nothing.
great! thats the only word that sums up this one! you must have a very strong belief system cause that's what certainly comes out in your works.
Thank you all. ------------------------ I just wrote this last night, I was high and I don't remember writing it. It's on a piece of paper with a drawing, and at the top of the drawing it says "Why Does Everyone Feel Like My Enemy?" The demons and the voices... That drag me down, Into the dark silence... We are misguided and left behind. Lying naked, nailed to his crucifix... The hollow holy, Here is your punishment Jesus... Behind his eyes... Can you see his word? Behind his word... You forget the truth.