Thank You, Goodbye

I am a pauper among the nobles
The retard among the geniuses
Their reach is for the global
While I can only hold the nooses

Pathetic, I am, lost and tired
If I could just hold my breath
Or have a rope in my neck wired
Drip the crimson until my death

Say goodbye to those who knew me
Not your fault, a crime of mine
This, an authority’s final decree
No need to look behind my “fine”

Your existence is something I loved
I was happy, I was living the moment
But all dreams must come to an end
Continuously stuck in this nightmare

Comforted by your arms when you hugged
A sudden feel of relief washed by your scent
Thank you for being someone I can depend
But this is something I can no longer bear

Thank you for believing when I can’t
Words may not overturn this situation
This warmth that only you can grant
Still, please forgive this rash decision

You’re my first hello and last farewell
I hope you find what you’re looking for
Waiting until the final ring of the bell
Until it has opened———Death’s door

Let It Go

Yanderes are red,
Tsunderes are you.
Come, choose quickly,
Forget it, I’m killing you.

 

!!! Warning !!!

What you are about to read or sing shows multiple mentions of love, kill, and blood. Unless you are queasy or uncomfortable with these things, I beg of you, PLEASE DON’T READ. I don’t want to be liable for any triggers—psychopathic, disgust, or vomit-inducing. This is a product of a sick mind, four years ago and still.

But if you’re tainted by the dark side, I welcome you. If this reminds you of Yandere Simulator, it reminds me too. Although, this piece was created before I even found out about YanSim.

Remember: I, myself, don’t tolerate unjust killings but this is an example how dark a human mind can be and this is just treading the shallow waters. Unless you don’t want or is not strong enough to go insane, plagued by nightmares or wonder about the unknown side of madness, don’t go there.

Self-Destruction

“I always had the most fervent wish to die but alas, fate seems to deny this lonely man. Would you be so kind to take my hand and follow such a daring plan?”

Delightfully dangerous days my mind takes off in a world of violence
As always I ride in the flow of bloodshed, searching for an answer
Zanier than anyone you would have ever be in acquaintance with
A destructive life I fill with a two-faced mask made of ebullience
I now haunt the streets in seek of atonement as a wanderer

One hundred thirty-eight, these hands that hold you so lovingly, regretfully drenched in crimson
Six hundred twenty-five, this mind had tricked the most evil of evil, that as such I take the demon’s throne
Ah, not to forget the three hundred twelve cases of extortion and sundry, you see I’m a pile of filth
My dear, my existence will destroy the two of us, mind and heart soon will become a war of attrition
Understanding this, do you still wish to continue the parade of uncertainty to the zone of the unknown?

Br[ok]en

I have always wanted to ask when did we start drifting apart.

I want a reply from behind the mask, before “this” departs.

 

But I guess, it’s all too late.

I still wonder if I can wait.

 

The blazing red of your superiority leaves the bleeding crimson of my inferiority.

What once was a fairy tale comedy twists back to slap the real deal tragedy.

 

You’ve become the puppet master, holding the strings so tight, it’s suffocating.

I am now but a marionette, just one of the many dispensable dolls, it’s ridiculous.

 

A manipulative monster drunk in power to dominate not just in the game of chess.

And here am I, just one wittle, little pawn, queen I may become, I’m a mess.

 

Should have I pried and asked if you were fine and okay?

Maybe I should have… I could have asked “you” to stay.

 

Now, I’m here all alone, holding what once our friendship token.

Now, you’re over there, still distant, I guess we’re both broken.

Lost in Mad Love

Little, little, pretty girl, why are you so curious?
Of the entities not suited at your standing
Scoundrels of all class, savage to obnoxious
There must be a Prince Charming more fitting

If you dare to cross the boundary, twisted and tenebrous
Needlessly, let go of your society bounded morals

May I ask for the hand of the pure, tainted soul in honor?
All we have is dance to the macabre as we wait our Delphic fates
Do not say I did not warn you of the honeypot tales of lie

Leave no longer, stay and drown in ecstatic temptation
Oscillating thoughts, steady-state glassy, doll-like orbs
Venomously, poisonously, I shall drench the ugly in sedation
Enveloping in the abyssal depths of rhapsody deformed

 

PAINT ME WITH CRIMSON,

THAT BEAUTIFUL RED I LOVE,

SPLATTERED BLOOD ARE BEST.

THW cut ties rather than be friends

To sever the bond
I shall cut with my scissors
Every single thread

For labels of brand
Of course, please shut the doors
Rather poison lead

/Rather choke you dead/

Go play in the sand
Oh! Don’t get swept to the shore
They bury the dead

/They feed you with lead/

Tell when were you fond
Exemplum, tale from before
Now funereal wed

Heart’s Breathing Space

A doleful expression that tug at your heartstrings, what is this feeling?
Science has told me that one of the reason is the pressure of blood flow
When the brain has exerted effort on releasing the sensations tingling
That it tightens around till you feel the burning sentiment’s power grow

Trembling, it drives you mad to the pursuit of security, passion, and affection
Laid in a blank slate, letters turns into words that of which then turns into sentences
Simple statements twisted like a honeypot, drowning, you receive its intention
Luring you in a web of fantasy, you realize yet you do not struggle against the pretenses

Five years since then, I was engulfed in this cat-and-mouse fate, a goal of fulfillment
248 until today of which had I routinely fallen in and out of multifaceted fondness
It was nothing of the sort other than objectively fill the gap, a nature of entertainment
However, no matter how long it is, no matter how many they are, therein lies emptiness

It was fun while it lasted, an interesting dive to exercise the lucid dreaming ability
To spend a boundless, limitless space of illusory exhilaration, a short-term promise
But I guess, I’m taking a long break, keeping up such emotions alone is such a difficulty
But even then, until I find that genuine piece of another, a hollow canvas will not let me at peace

While It Lasts…

Warnings: Spoiler!

On a white winter wonderland is where the setting starts
Where bonds and friendship formed of an very unlikely pair
From childhood friends to high school classmates, we part
Though hardly it seems, unknowingly you have me ensnared

I’ll stick with you whatever, whenever, wherever forever
Through your daily visits to your mother at the hospital
Through your secret cafe job, I’ll always call you over
I’ll protect you from the doctor who’s seriously mental

We shall conquer the world by force, together as a team
Even if you may be not the healthiest of the dove flock
To make the best of today rather than let it be a dream
Before anything else break, not allowing Death to knock

In memorial of the bittersweet memories of life together
While it lasts, we shall believe and rely on one another
At the bird’s call, it’s okay I’ll be fine once you let go and fly
Because true enough a human will outlive a bird, goodbye