death is a transitory phase

the white light beckons

endless reincarnations

wasted on the internet

I am staring at wall during this night

I now understand I failed at my life

I see no light, I see no hope

My only solution is soap and rope

I wish I could hear its song it sings to everyone but me,

knew why it reaches where it can,

knew what gave it meaning, must it ever rhyme?

Have some special syntax? Signature of time?

When I try to write,

I only cringe at myself.

Pretentious garbage...

The harder I try to find its meaning, the more embarrassed at myself I become

and I see why it sings its song to everyone but me.

What the fuck did I just read?

What the fuck did I just read?

I told when my butthole bleeds

It bleeds because as I think

I put inside different things

When you look on kaycee

There is a lot of sickness

Many Bernds are crazy

And should maybe post less

Thread of the month

I got drunk with a lot of beer

But my soul is storming it is not still

So I walking inside and out of the doors

With thought to call for the whores

incredible

The car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel

And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides

And a dark wind blows

nigga nigga uh uh

get the bitches

uh uh

make israel great again uh

Please believe in gentle dreams

The sweetness of people

Whistling in their sleep

The angels in your palm

Sing gentle worried songs

And the sweetness of our dreams

Like mountains made of steam

And indeed there will be time

To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”

Time to turn back and descend the stair,

With a bald spot in the middle of my hair —

(They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”)

My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,

My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin —

(They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”)

Do I dare

Disturb the universe?

In a minute there is time

For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

One day you will die

You'll look around to see what you've got

And you will feel how God smiles

When he sees such an stupid faggot

He'll tell you "are you retarded?"

"Why did you do such a stupid thing?"

He'll cry because of the laughing

And you will burn from the shame.