Hero?

I will never escape this hell
A happy life I will never see
I was ordered to take a life
Had I not, would it have taken me?
This question haunts my dreams
It’s the only thing I can feel
My rage is fueled by this misery
Every emotion is as cold as steel
In doing what I was trained
A metal was my reward
I was sent home a hero
Then this hero was ignored
With no where for me to run to
Whose help will put me at ease?
Can I find the answer in this bottle?
Or will death finally set me free

WAR #2

Hello America
What’s for dinner
A warm tasty meal
One that’s delivered
We use to got out
It was a family affair
We all dressed our best
Pure laughter filled the air
The night it all changed
We were first to be hit
The ground shook violently
Then everything went black
I hold my memories close
There all I have left
With no eyes to see
Darkness is were I rest
Why did you do this
My life was just fine
A broken and dead country
Is all you left behind

Parents

I scream in pain
lost in a black forever
the love I had as a kid
was not love but anger
left alone with eyes closed
I would dream of a life
one I could call home
stuck in this fake world
I tried to rebuild them
with parents this worthless
my anger filled an ocean
should I try to love them
could I let the past go
the more I think about them
I can only scream no
so why do I still suffer
I was just a kid
they treated me like garbage
and wished I was dead
so what’s a kid to do
raised in a life of hate
follow the path provided
Or walk the one I create

Turned

As I awoke back to life
for decades I have slept
this new virgin world
was a mess unkept
as I stalk the shadows
my hungers whisper is strong
for with this need to feed
I must feed before dawn
with empty shells of life
they prance lost around me
this pathetic little pray
is a waist of a body
I shall turn them
give them what they ask
they all look to be me
so with me they shall bask

Lost

I’m not what I think I am
All I see is this dream
A person full of confidence
This man I may never be
Has my future been written
Do I have time to change
These questions go unanswered
As my mind grows more deranged
They tell me that I’m crazy
And I must live this routine
Sleeping amidst padded walls
I feel like a broken machine
I would like to turn back time
To the point I went astray
But that will do no good
Because I was born this way.

Dad

When I think of you
and what you left behind
all I see is a weak man
a fathers life out of time
as a child with you
I watched you struggle
never knowing your pain
or what path you will fallow
as I grew older
it became more clear
this struggle inside you
was nothing more than fear
what ever caused this
was much to strong for you
it controlled your life
and planned your every move
the last memory I have
is that of a lifeless man
once you were my father
now you sleep in hells hand.

Dinner

I would like to welcome you
thank you for coming to my Ball
you each look very healthy
the rich taste best of all
Mam please stop crying
tonight I’ll set you free
after a little bit on the neck
you’ll be mine for eternity
as for the rest of you
dinner is almost served
for the lady in black
I’ll save you for dessert
I have a small secret
you might not want to hear
when dawn rolls around
you’ll have nothing more to fear
I’m sorry it ends this way
but I must eat too
you made it to easy
it’s amazing what money can do

Devils Reprieve

Can you hear my whisper
Is this what you desire
The life you seek with me
Was born of misery and fire
What brought you this night
Is your life without worth
If I grant you this wish
Hell will be your rebirth
As I’m not ready for you
At least not at this time
Cut yourself all you want
Your more useful to me alive
With your second chance at life
Down what path will you flee
You can run as far as you wish
In the end you’ll be with me.

A Childs Pain

The tears I shed
are dry and unseen
no one to hold me
nothing but this routine
as I lay cold and weak
on this concrete home
they look and stair
But for me no help will come
Cast aside like a dog
I have no future
No good memories
Just a life of torture
I see mothers and daughters
fathers with there son's
Yet I sit here and cry
Because I will feel no one's love

The Artist

I’m standing in this bathroom
regretting what I’ve done
with this needle in my arm
I hate what I’ve become
I had a good life once
lots of money and fame
so many people love me
I wish they could see my pain
everything has gotten crazy
not sure when I lost control
I should go outside now
to great my fans below
I’m standing on this ledge
with only my boxers on
they scream and cheer for me
but will they love me when I’m gone
there is a full moon tonight
freezing rain is hitting my back
at this point in time
I feel my life is under attach
as I gently fall forward
from one hundred feet up
my fans no longer cheer
they scream out in shock
I would like someone to blame
in the end there is only me
I wished for a normal life
but only in death am I free