my heat ackes being with out you. i love you, I am sorry for hurting you ,on me knees I beg of you im sorry, so sorry,Dont leave.Please dont leave,what do you want to hear from me ?I plead with you,I love you ,sorry for telling you those hurtfull things.I was angry talking with out thinking.Im sorry ,why whhy ,please dont leave ,sorry,sorry dont leave.I love you

lonelyness,watching thr the crowd which of these people are like me.none i feel but a select few.lonelyness with out you,which one of them are you. I stand here waiting for you.the one that i have never met,waiting for you to come to me.I will wait to see you or you see me First.thay dont understand me but i know you will .i know you feel like i do because i am part of you .when we meet we you will know I am the one because we will feel as one .

death is what i want,Not what i need,To be everything to be nothing,to sacrafice my life,to sacrifice my need.i want to bleed .the warmth the cold ,the sting from my wrist that bleeds.instant pain away.now everythings gray.as longe as theres self inflicted pain now emotions at bay.

I love your touch, your fingers thru my hair, your hands against my face ,the pressure of your body when i am in your arms,the taste of you on my lips.the feel of your weight in bed.the panting of your breath.

wrists cut for blood, amniotic fluids,are life line,spiritual,physical and atractive lust,I feed from my love,your blood on my lips ,your tounge in my mouth tasteing, what i fead from you, my love

the stake thu your heart and thru me..I was holding you when the stake was stabbed thru you.We are dieing.we must feed .you suck me and i will feed off you.We will die together spiritualy and litteraly.each others blood ,are last feed.

seeing thru glass is not seeing me, for i am darker that you,naturaly.I am darker than any thing you want to be.would you still kiss me.sense i am the evil you cant be.do you still love me knowning i am the darkness and celidrate than darkness.in ways you are to scared to do.i am the darkness and beyond the darkness in you.i am fathomable just give me your hand and see

in are lives we are together.you and me 2 as one .you die i will go to.as alive the times are fun, just you and me over the world of none.we hold hands you and me .we are friend to the end beyond what lovers would ever wish to be .just you and me.we are the only 2 that matter in are reality

cant live with out you .you are god i will always kneel for you .The ground you walk on should be treated as gold..your voice is the first birds chirp of spring.your eyes and hair, the sun times a thousand flare,your skin silk milk and honey in one.

Suicide is to easy.if i cut my wrists will i feel safe.is there really lady death.will i be embraced.will i feel the void or divine love. i guess i will quit thinking and try.

after you left me I was so happy,I did not know i wanted you ,could i hold you. could you hug me one last time.I miss your touch I miss you.Im so sorry.I let go of you.To late for you i know.one more time be with me sexually.your touch, your taste, i still love you. to late for you and me you will always still be with me.

cOVERED IN BLOOD, THE HEAT FROM MY WRISTS FADEING AWAY,HOLDING MY SELF CLOSE AS MY LIFE FADES AWAY,COLD AND LONELY AS THOUGHTS FADE AWAY.yOUR NAME IS THE LAST VIBRATION FROM MY LIPS. i SEE YOUR FACE IN MY EYES AS, MY SIGHT AND THOUGHTS SLOW DOWN AND FADE AWAY.

The books of Jews, Christians and Muslims, as of those who are without. Three things are against me and I hate three things. those who are without are my adversaries, hence they oppose me,it is my desire that all my followers unite in a bond of unity, lest those who are without prevail against them. Now, then, all ye who have followed my commandments and my teachings, reject all the teachings and sayings of such as are without.(Al Jilwah)

What have I done for you to speak to me so.have i not always been there for you.thru life and almost death your depression boughts and angre fits. am i not still around though this, .I have never layed my hand on you like you do to me.when I bleed you laugh at me all mental abuse. no physical.

lOVE OF LIFE.LIFE TO DEATH.SUFFERING,PAIN NOI SUPRESSED .bEUITY, JOY.NOT A DECOY OF LIFE EXPRESSED.LOVE ,MAIME SUFFERING AND A DRAIN YET IT IT FUN AND GAMES OVER AGAIN.IT TAMES THE PAIN .

iN A DARK PLACE SMOKE AND RUIN CLAWING AT MY WAIST DIGS THROUGH MY SKIN BEGINS AGAIN--eX G     mY EYES ARE BRUISES SCREAMING THEIR SONG OF PAIN TO ALL HO CAN HEAR MY HANDS ARE CLAWS OF GLASS CLUCHING TO VELVET CHAINS AT ALL HO COME NEAR MY FEET ARE PEDISTALS OF IRON ROOTED IN A DISEASED PALACE WHOSE WALLS ARE DECORATED WITH FILTH MY VOICE IS DARKNEDD FLOWING LIKE WINE SILKY AND FINE TWINED ABOUT,WITH BARNACLES OF LONG LOST TIME-DELA

Lets get something straight. I have a rational distaste for most of you people. This dislike doesn't stem from some kind of childhood disaster or some kind of trauma, such as rape or so on and so forth. I've had my problems with people of all kinds, and yet I have friends of vast cultures, colors, and thought processes. I dislike you simply because I don't know you. Until I know you as an individual, you are a piece of the water-like existence of badly misrepresented humans. I will classify what I'm talking about. You have your humans who are lazy and worthless. These humans will continue to push their lethargic existence upon you until you can no longer take it. You have your drug dealers. These humans are lost in a vast array of money and power, and they have become their own slaves. I will put businessmen and drug dealers in the same category, and name it "self-slavery". Then you have your drug abusers, your potheads, your Scheduled Drug users (ice, crack, coke, junk, X, etc), your pillheads (xanax, klonapin, lorocet, OC's, etc.). These people usually are ignorant of their rights when using a drug, and/or have no clue why they use the drug. They are essentially wasted zombies. You then have a group of people who are quite sexually active in a bad way. These are your whores, your sluts, your average american. These people will sleep with someone just to forget they've slept with the person before. They will then sleep with even more becaues sex feels great and smells like roses. You have your sexually active people who have someone they are idolizing, and they don't realize how stupid they look doing so. They get hott sex at the expense of themselves, and never realize that when someone who does really care comes along, that'll be a turn-off, so then you lie, and you are on the verge of becoming the next group of human, the Liars. The liars are these people who just can never tell the truth, even if the truth is obvious and it will save their lives, they can't help but lie and get capped. Good Riddance Liar. You have your religion enthusiasts. These people make me want to live on another planet. They think by becoming part of a cult, that their souls are saved. Too bad they miss the big picture. Ask a teenage christian a few really technical questions about their bible, most won't have a clue ("I didn't know there was an entire race of fallen angels in Genesis", or "I had no clue that a man named Enoch told Noah there would be a flood"). There is no end to their ignorance. They don't even know their own religion. Religion is nothing more than a cult with a common belief. If you think that your religion is absolutely right, then don't waste your time on "pagans" argue that with people who also think they are absolutely right. Go on, argue your beliefs with a devout Jew, or maybe a Buddhist. Try the West Africans, tell them Voodoo is wrong to their face. Tell the Haitians there is no such thing as Santeria. Yeah most of you "religion fanatics" are already lost ("Santeria?"). How can you rightfully debate that which you know nothing of? You’re in vain. All of you are in vain. America is in vain. There is quite an astonishing new group rising up from the buttcrack of ignorance. These sorry humans are supporters of meaningless war. "Kill the damn Kikes, they bombed us!" Uh, on the reality side of this issue, we'll first take an educated look at the word "bomb". First off the first literal bomb dropped was when Bush decided to push a war in the country the terrorists didn't even live in. America had various information, and hints, and tips, and even rock-solid proof that they knew someone was going to hijack a plane and fly it into something important. How you say, can they have known? Simple, before the first plane ever landed in the Trade Centers, someone had already tried it. The American government caught that one though, and said nothing for fear the public would get scared and create a massive riot. So instead of informing us that our safety might be at risk, they decided to let it slide. They then had the audacity to overlook the hints and tips of the next attempt. September 11 someone decided that it was time to execute their plan because the stupid American government had yet to do anything about it. BOOOM! Suddenly people are dead, and the murderers aren't American..."Damn Foreigners, God bless America". Too bad you had no concern for God or the country until a few hundred people turn up dead, then suddenly you’re mad with stupidity and you look to Bush. "WTF mr. prez, do something". Here we go off on our little rampage to the wrong country to find Bin Laden. We don't find his ragged ass so good ol' Bush decides the best thing to do is give the American people something, and he can have some oil out of the deal. Off America goes after a proven innocent man. Those weapons of mass destruction that Saddam had have yet to be found, and have recently been proven not to exist. However, that’s not enough for the blood-hungry Romans, I mean Americans, so instead of actually trying to find a brown skinned man in a desert, we go after someone who is in plain view trying to run his country. Not saying I have compassion for Saddam, but the US killed his entire family in cold blood, and took his country from him on a false accusation, had they done that to an American it would never hold up in court. Americans! Are your hands stained vermillion enough for you to let up? Of course not. We are trying Saddam for something that is completely irrelevant to the terrorism we experienced on American soil, while Bin Laden has yet to be found. All those people who died in the Trade Towers, all those children who had their bodies ripped apart by someone strategically landing an airplane on them, aren't getting any justice yet, but the majority of war supporting americans are still happy. Was it really about the terrorism? Seems like most of you just needed something to be pissed about. Now I won't go as far as to say I'm perfect by far. I associate myself with people everyday. I love my friends very deeply, and I would die for many of them. I have known drug dealers as close friends, I have drug addicts as close friends. I have religious freaks as friends, and I have terrorists as friends. I also have Americans for friends. I enjoy smoking a joint everyday, and twice when money permits. I have done Heroin, Klonapins, Lorocets, and plenty of Xanax. I am not perfect. I do not believe in democracy, seeing as how it seems to be a myth. When was the last time you were asked your opinion on extreme subjects? Had you been living in a democracy, you’d be the first to know when the idea arose. I don't dislike people simply because of their traits or beliefs I've listed above, those are simply what make this world colorful. I think we should hang one drug dealer and give another the presidency, now that’s irony, and true flavor for the most random acting country on the planet. Get to know me, I'll be your friend forever, through whatever. Screw me over, and you can sit in a waiting list with those people mentioned above. I don't care if your strung out on coke and missing all your teeth, or if your a goddess and will be my only love until I die, until you realize which of those categories you fit in, and can be proud of it without living in a lie, like most humans, don't talk to me. If you can say, hey Aaron, I dislike your smoking marijuana, but I love you because I myself am not perfect, then you’re a cool person, and your cool with me. If you can't see your own imperfections and would rather judge me like most humans are apt to do, KILL YOURSELF, because you’re not affecting me, your only categorizing yourself like an unused book. _  Aron  
                                          
         Hail father