Just another blog - candybeer

devil needs me

You said you wanted to go on a love trip with me, how we are supposed to get there if theres a storm in our hearts, a mess in our heads. Our feelings crashing like thunders, our tears falling down like tiny and cold drops

Cold drops falling on my face, making my cheeks wet. now you cant notice the difference between tears and drops. Thats the good thing of crying on the rain... heaven is also crying.

Now youre not here, i see the sky, drops keep falling, the wind hits my entire body and now im cold. I need your arms, not you. Its a dark paradise, a beautiful one. I wish i could close my eyes forever and stay with that image of paradise... i want to leave land to go to a dark heaven.

I dont know why i came to this world, with which purpouse, i just want to leave now and not come back ever again. Me in my demons, we dont belong here, we are from hell. Devil wants to see me, and i want to see him. Its finally the time.

Drops arent cold anymore, theyre fire. The wind stoped and my face feels hot. My eyes turned into black. I dont need anybody. Nobody needs me. Its useless to think i can do something good for earth when in hell i can be suffering. Its the same, sometimes i think that the real hell is earth. But not the hell i want to go. I just want to dissapear, my entire existence, my name, my face, my whole life, my thoughts.