Some days..........

There are days, and even moments, when I just want to tear people to shreds and laugh in their faces as death takes the life from them and they burn forever in the black pits of hell.

Can you tell it was a bad day? I got some bad news todays from some friends, but I don't know any more at the moment than I did then. I won't go into deatils about it, but lets just say that if what was supposed to happen, happened, then my dark side may come back to try and take total control of my black heart and soul as it used to be.

I know I don't want to go through that again. Went 20 years the first time. 20 years of caring for nothing and nobody. Not even myself. Setting alone here in my room not caring if I ever left. Not wanting to even do anything but scribble weird things and write poems about rivers of blood and sun baked flesh. I definitely don't want to go through that again.

Shaggy