As the maker of the river Styx, I may let them die to make me bloom.

Why can't everything be as simple as a flower? Or the sea? Actually I have nothing to say or write, so I can't see the point of this and I have no idea where this is going. Some things just start, then they get you to the highest point of beautiful....and then they let you to fall. They let you fall to the ocean, to make you're fall a bit more comfortable. But as soon as you hit the water, they kiss it and it all turns to unbreakable black ice. With one spike reaching for the sky, in a matter of seconds that same spike will penetrate you're body. And as you lay there tripping that last liter of blood...they look into you're eyes and sing:"All the loved ones I have loved, all the dead ones I love, I do not love You and now...I shall give You despair!". As soon as she has singed her song, the spike starts to sink. And in no time, you mark the land of the no man's. You wont have a happy life, I guarantee that to You!




I wrote this last night, ain't anything special:

Imagine this
You ride the route 66
With an old mustang
You have You're favorite record playing
Every thing's at the best condition as it can be..
Your loved one is beside You
And at once
He&She breaks You to little tiny pieces of tender glass and leaves
And as soon as that happens....a deep end of the universe appears a front of You
you ride into it in tears and broken
And everything turns to black and dies
You're alone
.....forever alone...

It was me....

It was always me.............

I'll see you in the freezing nether.