Just-kill-me

A man is standing on a ledge of a building. He watches the streets of the city. The people how walk those streets they see him but dont see his pain. People gasp as they see him near of death. People think that this man is under just huge stress and think that it would go away if the man would give him some time. The man knows better.   The man knows that he would never achive greatness. He couldn't be rich. He couldn't be famous. When he dies theres one to remember him. The man knows deep inside in him that it would be uselous to go on this pointless road. He steps off the ledge. He feels the wind hugging him. He feels l

A shoping mall. Where families are buying their groseries. Teenagers hanging out. Old folks drinking tee in the coffee shop. People doing the same things what they do every normal Friday. Its a rutine to them. That rutine is going to be stobed by a clock. A ticking clock. A clock that will open the very gates of hell. Its ticking away like the peoples lifes. Finally it reaches zero. It breaks loose the fires of hell. People fly by the pressure wawe. People die on the pieces of glass and metal that are blown away. No one is spared. Children,mothers,fathers,grandfathers and granmothers are swept away by a thing that d

I sit in my room. Im sitting im my dark empty room. Only me, my sofa and my tv. I just sit there in the dark. Watching the empty screen and thinking. Thinking why life is just huge pile of shit on my hand. I think what happened today. Memories keep pouring in to my mind. Memories like that i was made a fool once again in the hell hole that is called school. Once again because of others i must suffer because im little different than others. Is it that if you are didderent than the masses your life must be made a living hell? I stand up. I look out of the window. The sun in shining. Its a beautiful hot summer day. But not whor me. I only see da

An explosion. A buss full of people flyes in to the air and bursts into flames. This happens directly at town center. Windows of the near buildings shatter by the blast. People fall over to the street. Nearby cars are pushed by the huge power of the flames. The bus comes down. Smashing into the ground. Every living thing on that vehicle is gone. Perished to ashes. People run in a panic on the streets.   Fire engines rush to the scene to save those how can be saved. Everyone are looking this horrible event fear in their hearts. Except one. One of them how cannot be seen in mortal eyes is standing next to the fire ball

The moon rises. Darkness crawls in to the sky and ground covering all. Only light that can be seen is the moon light. It calls the children of the night. One of them answers.   She howls to the moon. The moon answers back shining even brighter. The howling figure is standing on a mountain cliff. She is wearing a silky white cloak decorated with gold chains. Her furry tail swinging in excitement. She looks around the familiar landscape. Bringing many pleasant memories. She takes her hood off revealing her beautiful face. But her face isn´t human.   She is a Nichtala. A race that are the next evolution of foxes. The

A blinding light. Where ever I looked it folloed me. I couldn´t close my eyes from it. And then it happened. I was born. I felt myself falling down from the heavens. I kept falling. It felt like eternity. Finally I was at my destination. In a Little small wooden village. I lifted myself up. I was standing next to a huge wooden castle with huge wooden doors. I was confused what had happened. I looked to see some living things in this village. But i saw no one. But then the castles doors opened. Little men and women came out. They fell on their knees and started to worship me. They said that their god had m

Midnight The stars shine on a clear sky on top the city of Los Angeles. Many peoples hard working day is over. And now they are sleeping in their comfy beds. But some people dont sleep. These people  are now drinking, partying, and raving in the night. There are hookers and thieves how are working under the cover of darkness. Police men searching them in this concrete jungle. These people feel more alive in the night. But these humans arent the only ones how are enjoying in the darkness. Rats and bats come out to hunt theyr prey. But they arent the only ones hunting tonight. Not far from the city theres a church. From its roof

Hatred burns me. It controls me. It consumes me. I am a servant of hatred. I serve it with bride. It gives me strength to fight my enemies. Others hate me because of this hatred. And I hate them back twice as much. And that gives me a reason to hate myself. Hatred is my only friend when im alone. It is also my worst enemy. It will eventually destroy me. But alas i dont care. It is my only god. I will worship it to the end. What will this path that I have chosen bring me. Pain. Absolute pain. But I will walk this painful path until i collapse. I must feed it if i want to remain on that path. And so I sha

I feel warmn. I feel that im sitting in a warmn room on my knees I open my eyes. Im in a room full of mirrors and light. It feels something really beautiful and soul warming. I rise up. I look the glitter of the lights and they´r reflection from the mirrors. Theyr beautiful light almost blinds me. I look amazed this incredible sight. It makes me feel pure sheer joy. I step forward. I look one of them. It reflects my own image. But in a while the image changes. It twists like the wind. Then I see a image of myself again. But its not the same. I see an image where im in a silk suit and have pockets full of money and a glorious