my world

in my world there is no life... no friends... no help... in this world... you must kil or die...
just the strongest survive in it... and the weaknes... in not acepted...
you must resist hits... desillutions... emotions... jokes... darkfeelings...
my world is worse than hell... and better then heaven...
this world is hard and evil... this world can consume... you... he can turn you dark and lonely...
he can break you... this world turn you in what you really are...
i went there just a day... and look at me.. im not me anymore... im not human... im not a demon... im not a spirit...  
not even a ghost...

my body now...is stronger than before...
my mind is darker than before ...
even my feeling are stronger than before..

i can't just hurt somebody... i must kill who is against me...


in that world .... those things are the most important to survive in it..

you cant sleep relaxed... because who helped you before... it can be too who sends you to your grave....

in that world all the evil is good...
and you must make yourself... cold and strong...
to kill all your adversaries... its necesary...
to not feel nothing about killing somebody...
to not love any women...

you are alone in that world...
you cant trust in nobody...
you cant talk to nobody...

like i said before...

you are alone...

your hate is your only friend...

and your darkness makes you powerfull... and its all what your heart  needs to breath... live...

and die.


by heimdall