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Thursday, September 20, 2007


hmmm....FEELING LIKE A LITTLE PUNK!!!
Well how to start? hmm well im left to survive the day alone again, now that my friends ditched me again those bitches!!! Sorry, but I DO cuss alot when im really upset. T-T

so i written a poem on how angry Iam

Blood dried on my shirt, the fire burns and i feel the rush to kill running through my veins
I look at all of you, dressed so nicely and all of you dressed the same
Still the familiar cravings builds inside me
and i long to weild my sword
the way your dressed is no different than the enemies uniform
I feel th blade slicing thrugh the air, then skin, then flesh, then bone;
Blood spraying on the walls
as i watch the enemy fall
I feel my mouth moisten as I drag the screaming enemy into the shadows of the trench
I take my victems as i please
I snap back his head and bury my teeth into the fleah of his neck
Holding a rifle in my hand, my lust for blood rages inside me
Why waste the tearing flesh on a scenseless
bullet?
when it is so pleasurable to drain a life away
personaly?

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