and once again, i regain faith.

as i wander lonesome and bored throught another one of those lonely days.
i start hearing music.
this time i decide is a good idea to share it with you.
even tho i kno you'll dislike these
at least read those powerful lyrics.

for the faithful:

Haste the Day - Chorus of angels.
August Burns Red - Redemption.
Demon Hunter - Carry me Down.
As I Lay Dying - Darkest Nights.
Flyleaf - All Around Me.

enjoy.
The Blogger.

My Letter-shooting Pistol

Once again i post my way through feelings.
Casting words upon this keyboard.
to free my heartless soul of her burden.
if burden can be called, these bunch of thoughts
that randomly stab me from behind.

its like a raven oddly rapping on the window of my eyes.
disturbing my already dark view of my surroundings.
if i may clean up my head and sway everything away
and reorganize my darkest hour, maybe that way i can stay sane.

stop, you filthy pleasure, you are making me give in.
i dont want to lay a finger in a fiber of your skin.
let alone, a single filter of corruption
and pollution may become the solution of my sins.

for that im guilty, i assume,
what i pressume,
that you are thinking.
all these bitching labeled fiends ,
whom i called friends,
keep on their road, keep to pretend.
what if i say that they shall burn.

this letter shooting pistol
just now ran out of bullets.
may refill for any other entry.
not tonight, shall say Good Bye.

The Blogger.