cruelty

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My father and I were sitting in a new restaruant looking over the menus. We loved to go to new places and try new foods. I think it was one of the many reasons we got along so nicely.  
Your wife isn't carrying your baby, she's carrying mine.She wanted me to marry her but I had to decline.She didn't want tongues to wag about her being an unwed mother.
"to hell with it!" a bad idea it screams! they gather around to watch the show of freaks and tearing seams to which the moon smiles smiling crookedly with amber beams (hey! look! it's a blood moon!)
Who is the true villain of the story? Is it the one whoes only thrill, Lies in those whom they kill? Or is "villain" simply a category? Do you ever take time to hear their screams?
Who is the true villain of the story? Is it the one whoes only thrill, Lies in those whom they kill? Or is "villain" simply a category? Do you ever take time to hear their screams?
I. a map blooms above our heads with ships ablaze and compass wide uncharted land still beckoning  killer whales dive under tide  
I saw you Don't pretend like you didn't notice We made eye contact You swallowed I watched your Adam's apple rise and fall As nervousness formed pools over your pupils
Of the many things wrong, I find this one to have a grip on me, strong We need reform Let us perform A societal change Refute the strange
They give us their devotion and love, We respond with hate. They show us their loyalty, We cast them out on the street. They offer us constant companionship, We leave them alone to die.
We never had a real homeBut one day master came along and took us inIt wasn't a kind homeWe were beatenYelled atAnd made to fightWe had to obey every single commandWithout flaw
They scream and cry
Why does love have to be so cruel Its like having your heart ripped out of you
I smile in hope they will stop staring. I smile in hope that they will see the beauty I see when I look in the mirror. I smile in hope to make someone's day.
What am I underneath it all? I am afraid, of new, of alone, of failure.
I'm terrified of horror movies. I hate the zombies, vampires, and werewolves. But what scares me more than the supernatural, are human beings.  Because there is no possibility that they are not real.
I have never seen a Killer Whale Not a real one anyway   But often enough at night Waking to the noise of lapping waves   Frequent upon hitting the surface Random in location of where
This is impossible My body's heavy My minds tired Theres a constant battle raging in my head Should i do it or should i stay How can i live like this What choice do i have Im not good enough
You may not...Tease him in the hall, thenTrip and watch him fallKick him when he's down andJump him while he's on his ownBut then again...
How can you slaughter them? The poor, hopeless babies The weary, weak elders All the souls in between   How can you sleep at night, Knowing that you are causing this suffering?
I assure you I have the right To be mad For I have been Betrayed   But I also Assure you That I do not Have the right 
          See the people in the streets, barely any clothes on their backs and no shoes on their feet. They have nothing but empty bottle packs
Changes A Pit Bulls Name I see pain in those eyes,  each thing thats happened,
When I speak of love I aim my voiceto my parents who brought me hereand taught me how to deal with the cruelties of the world,my freshman year english teacher who cared even after I left
just seeing him makes me angry   just seeing his greying hair,   his yellow and brown teeth  that cost 10,000 dollars to replace last time   his thinning body 
How can people possible be so cruel? Why? How? I just don't understand.
I look in your eyes and what do i see? I see my reflection and you abusing me Why do you do this? Have I not shown you love? How do i deserve this? What have i done wrong?
He is popping pills Trying to get rid of the pain But all people seem to realize Is that he's an idiot and completely insane   Harassed on a daily basis He can't seem to get off the crazy train
He'll be out of his misery soon There it is The only thing I want to see A smile
i wonder who it could be that would want me for me who could include my faults in whats best of me why cant i see when will he show its been a dream of mine he holds the key
Is it truly fun? To see them writhe in pain Your an awfully sick bastard What have you to gain? If i hurt you as you did to them Would you still be smiling And decide that it's okay
Oh, love, you cursed thing. 
Banging machinery and grinding gears You find yourself among your peers Foreign yelling fills the air Absolutely unaware Of what this place has in store
As I come to my new home, I stand alone. No one beside me,
A dream. Something I came up with. It came from my imagination. A fantasy.   Can it be real? Something I can touch. It came from the earth. A reality.   A lie.
Day by day We wake up What do we say?   Day by day We get out of bed All the words we say Are just made up in our head   Day by day We paint a picture of ourselves
I do not have nine lives My wounds take time to heal They hurt and I have no pain medicine When I am abused, how do you think I feel?   I do not shed human tears But I do make noise from the pain
Why me? I thought you loved me? You picked me up and saved me. Why? Why did you want a friend? To make another creature feel miserable                                                              
We walk a fine line, between tolerance and mistreatment Acting so swift with your hair tied up and your back stick straight I can see your pulse elevating by the temples on your lucid face
With my neck in the collar and the collar to the leash, I have nothing to live for, except eating loose meat.   I once had a mother, she understood me, Now I have nothing
Let's go back. I mean way way back.Just a face in the bleachers, a train on the track.With your laces tied together I thought you would fallBut you kicked off your shoes and it made me feel small. 
Fox
His game was astronomical  This young boy who loved to hunt In the underbrush of the forest sun halve past twelve A fox appeared ahead Golden fur and bright brown eyes 
Childish are the thoughts of the white man as he runs around is playground called Earth. Free he feels; and full of life as he spreads his arms and pretends he is an airplane; dodging the clouds and the fog.
The Dementor you have And the Dementor I have Have stopped us from solving Hungers from deprived ones, Diseases not worthy to spread, Revenges too unimportant to do. One day, you and I should
Dead legs dragging, She'll cut them off To save the whole, Sad but not sorry, Wishing for wings. Desperate to fly because walking here was fatal.
"You are like a cloud I spy peripherally, But vanish as I set mine eye upon it. but vanish as I cast my gaze upon it.
Welcome to this world, this cold, cruel place, Where violence and hurt are quick to replace. Here are some things to which to pay mind If, and only if, you wish to survive.
To you having control is the most You own everything, from houses to cars You snap your fingers thinking everyone is your dog Get what you want and work for nothing at all Yeah, that the life of a spoil rot
The Bell Rings The bell rings We take our seats And care not for beings Who we can beat
The Hunter’s Dilemma The hunter is a proud person Proud of where he comes from Proud of what he does And proud of what he has done.
FATTY!! HAHAHAHA HEY DORK! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!! Who are they? Who am I? Why me?
Death knows not the difference -the boundaries- between youth and the aged; It knows not the faces of color, race, or religion. Death knows not the deeds of the Good Samaritan and the failures of the old withered man.
Listen to Me for once in your life! You don't know what this pain really feels like. No one knows what I'm saying to you. All you hear is a bark or two. I lie neglected all day, every day.
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