I'm hypnotized
By the beauty of the morning light
It draws me in and draws me out
And in the breeze I feel the life
Supping gently from my skin
Silence fills my head and everything
The water gently passes by
As I sit here mesmerized
I don't feel the way it drags me down
Across the waves I see a light
Shining golden in my path
Beauty fills my eyes and everything
Calling me
The beach song sings to me
I hear it calling me
Suicide can't bring me down
Your love can't turn around
Suicide can't take me
Suicide can't bring me down

hold a cutter wit cold n shaky hand.heart beats faster as d cutter gettin nearer to ur skin.
draw a thin line there.
ur skin is ur canvas.
make ur masterpiece.
take a heavy breath...
can u feel it..??
as d sharpness of it touch n cut ur skin, ur heart beats slower.
breath...
draw another thin line.draw draw n draw!
until u feel enuff.
until ur breath is lightened.
relieved in despair.
see d existence of significant red.
pain.pleasure.
do not reject.
feel it them.wit ur all.wit ur dim soul.wit ur unexisted moment of happiness.
see...??
that's d beauty of pain.
accept n feel...
beautiful pleasure of temporary pain.

Fading sun above the city of dusts
i stare out of the windowas far as my eyes do not betray me
People mistaking happiness for lust
easier for me to follow
somehow my conscience won't let me
swimming in a sea of hipocrisy
dreams vaporizing in skies of lies
hope withers dust to rust
I am what my conscience is
I am what I know is good
I am what I believe in...

--nucky--

as you walk bymy heartit perishesto dustto kill theearth's crustfailed to seecause of blindnessas with nointention walks my feettoward the wonders of theworld and die amongthe flowersas the peel likea ravishing diesasecorrupted hearthurting meas blood runscold slippingthrough fingersand running crosshides just behindthe transparentdisguisepiercing eyesinject thefleshas it boilshot androtsthe skullseject the bodiesas silentlywe stareinto the openand find nohopecreatingnothingbut tearingall happinessto treacherousscarpsof heartbreakas then thetentacle oflove iswretched amongall tattered soulsas flames embroiledthe joy you spring she lies embedded in blackroses dead.

--dark princess--

THE THINGS THAT PEOPLE DO,THE HATRED,THE DESPISE,THE AGONY THAT WE WILL MAKE THEM FEEL. WHY DOES ONE DO OTHERS LIKE THAT?MAYBE IT IS BECAUSE THAT THEY KNOW THE DARK SICK SIDE AS THEY WANT TO CALL IT. THE WAY PEOPLE DO WILL GET IT BACK 3 FOLD. BY THE TIME THEY HAVE READ THIS,THE 3 FOLD HAS ALREADY BEEN DONE. NOT FOR THE MEAK,BUT FOR THE WEIRD,FOR THE LOST,FOR THE SOULS THAT CRY AFTER NIGHT. LET THEM THINK HOW PEOPLE ARE. LET THE SHADOWS SEE THE TRUTH. LET THE BLACK MAGIC COME ALIVE. LET THE BEAST COME FROM UNDER THEIR BEDS AND ATTACK. ATTACK THEIR SOULS AT NIGHT AND SEE THE DEMON OF THE HATRED THAT THEY FELT FOR THE OTHER ONES. LET THE BEAST SHOW THEM HOW IT FEELS TO BE TORTURED BY THEIR OWN NEIGHBOR. LET THE WORLD KNOW TONIGHT. . .LET THEM DIE!

listening to media distorsi yg confession part 2...
ahayyyy.... makin kelam aja... ga tau knapa.. ko tiba2 pas nyadar lgi duduk di pojokan in my bedroom under meja blajar wit my light turned off....
gelap, di pojok, listening to that fckin depressing song.... oohhh.... ffckkkkk....

knowing the truth, truth that hardly i can accept... yea... one fact... my life now is soooo... messy.. fcked up,... dunno why... dunno how... even i dunno when it started,, u know... i have no clue at all...
help me please...
bein a screwed up alcoholic... fffffffccccck........
cant even spend a nite witout gettin alcoholized.
this is my worst degradation.
im a loner.. but not lonely, i have a loyal companion. beer it is.
hhhahaha.... so lame....
actually, feeling like i hav sum1, but feeling alone at the same time..
like i hav sum1 to rely on. but hav 2 b independent at the same time.
absurd.