Coincidence with Meaning Pt 3

You can't hurt me,
if you mean nothing to me.
So go back from whence you came,
and take all your lies with you,
for I am done with them.

Your words are as beautiful as an angel's,
yet as venomous as a rattle snake,
I should have known what I was up against,
when I put my heart at stake.
You live and learn.

Try not to bother,
to deceive me any longer,
I have grown tired of your voice,
which I find an ugly noise.
You move on.

I am not lost with you,
because I am not missing,
you don't need me too,
with all those men you've been kissing.
You acknowledge the truth.

I wish you were honest,
I wish you were special,
but as it turns out,
you really are the devil.
You see reality.

Now you regret
and just want to forget,
all the times you spent,
in all the places you went.
You leave a piece of you.

You want to be in peace,
so you beg the Lord "Please,
take me with ease,"
in hope that your suffering will cease.
You hurt deeply.

I saw an angel with a broken wing,
that asked a beautiful bird to sing.
What amazing joy it brought,
that all pain, the angel forgot.
You're Broken.

Coincidences with Meaning Pt 2

The World has ended,
the Devil has descended,
light has turned to darkness,
Man remains contended.

He seeks pleasure in pain,
considers death a game,
hates his fellow beings,
thinks them all insane.

Spreads chaos wherever He goes,
His evil has no limits,
all the regular symptoms he doesn't show,
yet all the consequences he exhibits.

He feels nothing anymore,
his heart has turned cold,
rotten to the core,
to the Devil his soul he sold.

his passions have vanished,
logic is His guide,
they had Him banished,
now he takes everything in His stride!

He hates existence,
and those who brought this on him,
has developed love resistance,
Their view of Life is dim.

Coincidences with Meaning Pt 1

I feel no more pain,
painful memories, all forgotten,
a world so insane,
a world that made me rotten.

There is no more joy,
happiness has all but faded,
they can't play me like a toy,
if my heart's already jaded.

I show the world a happy face,
but shun their two-faced embrace,
I see pass their cunning eyes,
which have learnt to hide, their awful lies.

They claim to be just,
their words you can trust,
but just as you turn around,
rumors start to sound.

They present to you, their tears,
and confide in you their fears,
to mask the crimes they've committed.
You're the fool they outwitted.

Who Is He?

He understood that he had a destiny,
and that it would one day catch up,
he was to live a life of misery,
and therein he would always be stuck.

His life would be defined by his tears,
and no one would ever know,
that he would suffer in his remaining years,
that he would die so very slow.

Did he really think life was fair,
to give him someone who would care,
or was it all just a fantasy,
of his sad cruel reality.

I would like to tell this Man,
no one loves you, no one can,
all you can do is accept your fate,
then find a way to escape.