I wish you could be,
the one for me
I wake up everyday,
hoping to see,
the light coming down
through the trees,
envelope you and me.
And lay together for
eternity.
What?.... I wake up,
am I on crack?
will never be together
and you'll never come back.
I still see you hanging there
from the ceiling fan. The note
there says, "no one could
kill me like you can"
Now I sit here crying like a dumb bitch
Still remember when I hid you in the ditch.
I dig you back up, and what do I find
my suicidal princess, my decaying dead
bride. I take a deep breath and drop down
inside, where we lay forever like the dream in my mind. - Lucien
This poem is the beginning of the song W.I.C.K.E.D. from Twiztid. I love this poem and wanted to put it in my journal
Gather we will
Each in search of a thrill
A reason for feeling the needing to kill
To stop what's happening
To silence the screams
To not be afraid
To sleep and dream
To feel in control and to take it all back
To fall into peace as the sky turns to black
Hope you got what you wanted
This wonderful wish
To kill everyday until nothing exists, in the world but you
Your the last one alive
But with no conflict to confront
Will there be a reason to survive
Will the anger just die
Or will you kill that as well
As you sit all alone in your personal hell
-Twiztid
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHa!!!!!!
I'm going psycho in here.
Don't know what to do.
But I have disgusting,
horrible Idea's, and the
sickest part, I like them.....
Runnin out on the town,
Bodies litter the ground
I don't know who did it,
but they'll pay for what I found
I didn't kill these people
this is my land
walkin down the street with
a hatchet in my hand.
I stabbed a bitch in the back
just to get some attention
But she had told who he is,
Ohh, and did I mention
that I get these nightmares
of fantastic horror killins.
And I guess I sleepwalk
because I'm the one that did it.
This amazing life ripping people apart
Skinnin there ass with a rusty knife
just to start.
Then those fucking pigs think it's there
decision whether I get to smoke a joint
and have that calm feelin.
I don't give a fuck, how many people die
there bitch asses arn't worth even givin sigh.
But they are worth a scythe, I'll stick it to there
neck, add pressure until I feel the spinal cord crack.
I go back in and lay back down.
The feelin of killin is better then a pound
My ass calms down and I drift off to sleep
knowin my hobby is hell's profit to keep.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHa!!!!!!
-Lucien
Breaking down from the ground,
I must surround, my life with those
bloody, deadly sounds.
What happened to my town.
Meth labs on the corner,
A growing social disorder.
Living on the border,
between love and psycho horror.
I just wanna stand tall
with my hatchet to your neck
make you scream my fuckin name
to keep my mind in check
I am a wreck, you see
but thats only fair for me
when my gats to your head,
you pay for eternity.
Dyings not hard it's the torture
thats hard to deal,
you can get a meal every fuckin
hour thats a steal,
try livin on scraps from a fuckin rat
have your capter come in an beat you
with a bloody bat.
Think about that
next time your sad and down,
It can help you change your mind
and appreciate who your around.
I don't give a shit what your
boyfriend did.
Beat his ass like his mom
should've when he was a just a kid.
Just get over it and live fuckin life
or go into your bathroom to play with
your knife.
-Lucien
The urge of your mind
To sit in time,
And feel the rhyme
While red, drips from your wrists
Concocting a bloody mess
Distress
This is a test, to see how long
you can keep a razor from the rest
This nice caress,
Peelin the skin back from you lovely breast’s
My girl I love you so,
I hope you know,
That every day you lay on my basement floor
I show you that my blood can even get as dark as yours
That night
When I cut your fuckin head apart
I’m sorry love
But you know, I couldn’t let you go,
Were together forever,
Like you would tell me every mornin
I take my blade and cut off
A little piece of your heart
For me to save,
To carry with me every day
Now I’m diggin your grave
In my back yard
Next to the past slaves of my love
I shove you in again
Like everybody else
I ever gave a fuck about
I want to give you a little piece of me
You can hold with you for eternity
You can see me slice your name
From my arm
Where I cut it at
Throw it in and bury you,
An that’s that
I go in, get ready
For another night
On the town
To find me a new love to steal
Out from the crowd.
-Lucien
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