I have these old ones from a out 5 years ago when I was a depressed little emo kid. Reading them again makes me lel. [spoiler] Those crimson tides of sorrow, they lap upon the shores of my conscience, a relentless fury upon my soul, eroding the essence of morality, blurring my vision with salty, bloody memories. That last time I saw myself, I was adrift amongst rocks, far from the moors of sanity, those waves came crashing down, afloat and helpless, I held fast to gleaming tears. Fraught with ill desire, filled with torturous anguish, that dying sea forgave. Standing atop that raft, you reached out with your comfort, from the edge of disparity I returned, and lifted me from that searing ocean, that fear became fleeting, those wounds healed. You brought me back to shore, your vengeance quelled, cured my insanity, you let me survive, You cut the rope from the tree. [/spoiler] [spoiler] Perhaps one day, sullen and broken, Light will envelope us, When hope is all but lost, when our worthlessness is finite. We feel our destruction, slowly drawing near, We know there is an all consuming, a force that eats your soul. Forever unperturbed, forever undisturbed, we see out light upon ourselves, dark yet brigh at both times, casting the shadows, harsher than harsh, the cold embrace we seek, the darkness we know. the end, abyss, eternity within, the grasp is pitiless it is never ending its bliss. [/spoiler] [spoiler] Destroyed from within Decayed from without, for nill is our life suffering, the infinite loop Forever we know the source scouring it upon ourselved unable to rid it of unyeilding horror Contained with no boundry stopping here but never we pity the souls, those suffering sin. Never in sight the end never nigh, upon the great break which we hold to the truth. For one day we vanquish, that sadness from our path to be replaced by the suffering of countless worlds past. [/spoiler] [spoiler] For now I abhor my existence, wish to obviate my lineage, a coalescence of sorrow stricken me, a maelstrom of unwarranted depression, a rampant descent to hopelessness. Now I stand shattered revulsed, reflecting this hatred unmitigated, like the deepest winter's storm, it piles upon itself, not a million fires could melt this ice. In this moment an insatiable thirst, seeking outlets, deplorable tears, scars and blood, lust and fear, insanity twisting, a manifestation, a degenerates consummation. An Odium, a monument, a beacon, animosity runs retentive, gives hope, vision, anguish, but extinguishes logic, a pariah you become. For now we fight, these battles we cannot win, to the war we will all lose, Retreat? Surrender? Give me a reason, To keep this bullet in its chamber. [/spoiler]