No Remorse
Sweat dripped down my brow, onto my forearms stained in blood. I dint stop there, for I wanted to see no flesh, I wanted the bone to peek out. The inner edge of my palms was bruised, nasty cuts that bled. I can’t stop for its my passion. What’s a passion without endurance! What’s a passion that dies down before a climax! The heat is making it impossible for me to lift my arms. There’s a desperation for self destruction, filling my eyes which I can hardly open now. It’s a need to destroy something beautiful. Equally beautiful is the essence of pain. I suddenly realize I don’t want to go any further. The passion is still alive. But something’s changed. Definitely. Can it be the passion itself? Can it be changing form now? Logic is denied. The passion that was once kindled with her touch. It’s no longer the same. I can feel it. I can feel something churning inside me. My guts are bloodied. My faith is dead. It’s the birth of a higher power. It’s my sacrifice. It’s gonna be over in a few moments. I’ll be gone. I can see my entire life flickering between the empty space over my head. I can see it. I can hear the screams. I can see the hugs. I can see the love. I can see no hate. I can see my guitar. The amp. The blue rose preserved in my organo box. The thorns still intact. The bruises still visible. I don’t want to see these beautiful things now. For they make me weak. They make me unstable. I’m dying. I can’t live with them now. The purpose is met. I have no remorse. It’s like a loaded gun to your face. You don’t wanna think. You want to get over with it.
I’m Pain, I’m Hope, I’m Suffer
-Metallica
It’s the devil. My intestines make way till they can, break away when they can’t. the heart is beating. Tirelessly. In Vain. Until I disappear. I can’t speak now, my saliva is red. Enormous. All I see is sepia, are my eyes bleeding? I have no remorse. I no longer feel connected. My skin doesn’t crawl at the thought of being half demon. After all I have seen, I dint my end to be as easy. I was numb, no feeling, my mind was numb, no remorse. The devil lunged out as I saw myself lying in a pool of my own blood in the mirror. The sound shattered the mirror and splinters ousted cells from what remained of my body. Blood erupted out of my wet mouth as a sword was lunged in my heart, stopping the only movement in my body. I could still see its shadow.
Do you bury me when I'm gone
Do you teach me while I'm here
Just as soon as I belong, then it's time I disappear
-Metallica




