Poetry Road of HoRror

[AlcheMystic]

Hello my inner self
nice to hear from you today
heres a reminder of how you fucked up my life in each and every other way
im disgusted when i look back on my life
upset how fast the past years went fading by
suprised this life aint yet killing me
satanic ways and all the drugs you dont see
swallowing a bunch of pills to help me kill the pain
not knowing its still rotting and just cause i cant feel the pain
dosent mean its not hurting

down inside i wanna scream like this life is torturing me
deep inside im just a fiend living fast outside a dream
deemed to be thed nightmare thats cursing me
cursing the nightmare terrorizing my dreams
cursed into the needle in which i bleed
i bleed into the needle its the curse of me

you think im a freak with your thoughts kept inside
its dissapointing theres no one by my side
you say im a freak with you thoughts kept inside
its not assuring you think i lost my mind.

Religion is a tool being used to reach unseen places
being used by the wrong hands and their dirty work will replace us
immortality is a belief you dont see and cant you see all you see is defending your soul is a must
you cant just run and hide nor run away cant beg and choose or chew off the arm that is feeding you
you must accept the knowledge and acknowledge the facts that everyone has a broken past
whether right or wrong how it goes by fading fast
down the long road of horror you just cant surmise all the lies
lying inside the lost minds of all last lives
down the long road of horror the truth is getting nearer
the TRUTH is the HURT that all these pills cant clear.

 

[FixXxer]

Religion is a tool being used to reach unseen places
being used by the wrong hands and their dirty work will replace us

this is my favorite section. really like the flow of the whole thing, but here in particular

heart for care... well written

 

[Mysterier]

This resonated with me.

lying inside the lost minds of all last lives