Your worst enemy is yourself. Muhahahaha... loser....

(A Re-Write)
My worst enemy is myself. How true.
If the enemy of my enemy is my ally,
does that mean my enemy is actually my ally?
Since after all there should be no worse enemy than myself.

Too bad for my enemy though, cause he won't live long. So by destroying my ally
who is actually my enemy, i just destroyed another enemy...
But you'll never win yourself... You'll win but then you'll lose something else.


Sometimes when we win, we lose.

As the punches fly and the world around you start spinning,
how do you get the courage and strength to go on fighting?
Because its how hard you can punch. Its how hard you can get hit.
And keep on fighting, and just keep on fighting.
Where do youfind the strength to fight till the bell rings?
Is it the fear of your opponent? Is it because the beast rages in you?
How do you beat up another human being and go home proud about it?
Maybe, its because there can be only one...

Your failure is my success...

Tales of Horror and Harticus

From the Harticus texts:

Omega 11:32

An eye for an eye, you can try but you'll never have my eyes.I'll blind you and hold you. I'll be there holding you, so tight, so close.I swear you will suffocate you'll gasp for air and a moment after you are deadi'll let go...You want to know what it feels like to be helpless? Helpless as you watch the ones you love die? You can try, you can try, but the dark cloud still devours them. You can only sit there and watch as theystop breathing, nothing you could have done would have made a difference. All you can do is sit and watch. The evil that burns knows no mercy. You see them dying, you see their pain, their pain is your pain.Their death, will be your death, as you take your life, in the sorrow and agony that you could do nothing.Your life began with a scream. I will make it end as such.

-Fictar Enoch, The Great Agony

The fall of Michael

How do you sleep at night? Knowing the first thing you see when you close your eyes are those visions.
Those horrible visions, Visions that make nightmares feel like dreams.
How? How do you sleep when night after night, all you get are these visions?
They play with you. Mess with your mind.
They twist your fantasies into fear. They make your greatest pleasure your worst nightmare.

When that other world we call dreamland, wages war on itself. When what is supposed to bring you joy, brings you horror. A place where the ones you love the most, hate you the most. A Place where neither Angel nor Demon dare tread. Where the reality seems better than this.
A place where you never get to say you words you mean to... You never get to say "I love you" Or "I'm Sorry".

Then again, do you really want to Dream?
Cause the sweetest dreams still end. The dream of love, money, joy or peace still has to end. You still have to wake up and when you do, dreamland closes for the day and you're tossed out of the park. The joy you thought you had is shattered and you return to the world of reality.

So why even sleep? When your reward for your trouble, is sorrow. But how do you keep awake? You have to sleep eventually. Dreamland is calling you back... There is no escape...

The Chronicles of Michael (pt5)

From the Book of Michael.

Speak.

Lord, give me the strength to accept what i cannot change.

Like a Diamond behind a shop window,
Like Gold in the vaults of a bank.
Like Freedom on the outside of your prison cell,
Like a Lover on the other side of the world.

You can't reach it, no matter how hard you try.
For some, it is the first thing on your mind when you wake up,(Genuine)
The only thing on your mind as you fall asleep. (Sincere)
A reason to get up in the morning, (my heart skips a beat when i see you)
A reason to go to bed at night.
But you can't get to it, no matter how hard you try.
Your every effort, futile. Your every attempt fails.

So you relegate yourself to the side lines.
You sit in the silence, contented to look.
You feel like something is missing, But at the same time, you're filled with happiness.
You smile, knowing this is as far as you'll go and
you smile, knowing this is all you'll need.
(Sylid, forgive me, i'm only human. My heart is stronger than my mind.)

And lord, give me the strength to change what i cannot accept.

I won't sit there. And watch the world go by.
I'll break that glass window and blow open the vault.
I'll escape from prison and fly a plane.
(For you i'll do anything. I'm that Stupid.)
Except Give up.
I'm the Terminator, i'll fight till the end. Till there is nothing left of me to fight.

-Michael

The Chronicles of Michael (pt.4)

Confession of a Fallen one

"Don't Jump... Don't jump... " Shouted a voice from behind him.
"I'll push you!" roared the voice just before he felt a hand to his back. His foot slipped and the rocks beneath his feet crumbled. He fell, faster and faster, down into the great chasm. Once again pulled down into the great darkness... (I have to be honest... you probably know this, but)
He knew that voice... But that was a long time ago. He knew what the voice wanted, all it wanted was revenge... revenge agaisnt him, revenge for something he didn't even do.
(i'll just say it anyway)
"No, Not like this... Not like this." He whispered to himself, He curled into a ball and then stretched himself. Out came a pair of wings from his back, then he focused, "I won't fall again. I won't..." (How can something so wrong, feel so right?)
He flapped his wings , fast and furious he rose out of the chasm. There was the source of the voice, on one side of the chasm. Then he looked to the other side... What great genuine beauty lay before him. What he had longed for, the past eternity, and this one...
"An eye for an eye, makes the whole world blind." He thought to himself. "Forget it... Your not worth my time anymore." (I think i have feelings for you, yes you, the girl)
He looked one final time upon the being that pushed him and he muttered "So long..."
Then he flew, to that beauty which words could not describe and eyes could not be set upon.
And his soul no longer burned, for beauty had calmed the beast... (named Genuine and Sincere)