Verisimilitude & The Second Estate

Fresh air slips out of my lungs way too fast, The breaths are getting smaller by each time. The drugs are slowing me down. I really can't think as fast anymore. I am afraid all the time and panic is always at my front door. You once told me; “I know it hurts like fuck, but I hope you well enjoy it.” You took my virginity. You were my first and you will be my last, I can do nothing but thank you for all that you have done. No-one can take away what you are. There were so many things I feel that I should have said. But God has taken that away from me, he's left me for dead. I hope that you will read this, and I hope that you will understand. I did everything to fight this cancer, but everyone needs to die. I am so sorry for leaving you all alone, please don't be angry with me when I am dead and gone. I am so afraid of dying. The pain has been going on for far too long. I can almost hear them screaming my name from above. I still Love you

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Evil walks this house, I can never go home. Please just hold me a little longer, please just hold me until it's over. There are these voices that never really let me go, for as long as I am alive I can never go home. You will never go home... Please just let me sleep for 2 hours, Please just leave me be, for there is no strength left in me. In this perception of the truth I can never find my way back home to you. You will never go home... Please just skin this virgin girl, I can never hear my home, before her. Never have I ever seen this place, for home is not what I call safe. For these screams I have no words, for time has given me something that occurs. From time to time when there's no one around. I stroke this salvation against my flesh, where time flies and devils keep in. It's my time to go, no more further hex. For salvation lies next, but it's a bloody mess. Please just let me sleep for 2 hours, Please just leave me be, for there is no strength left in me. In this pursuit of the girl, I can never find my way back home to you. You will never go home... Don't you leave me. Don't leave me here. Are you dead yet? Oh these shining stars, from perdition a light has never shined so far. Leave this place, and never come back. Salvation is just a bloody trap. Please just give me the little star, then carve it into these bones, for I am forever marked. I can finally go home...

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

How can you stand this mortification of the flesh? For your God you have given every piece of you there is left. Led into this world to forsake your sons, leading your people from a Throne that should burden none. Yet you are King or Kings, that have been sent by Heaven. Sent to keep these people of deceit to fall on their hands and knees. Kneel before the King, Before you feel these hand's might. Kneel before the King, As he commands you to... Kneel before the King, As you march into sacred land. Kneel before the King, Bow down. A King with this crooked nose, sits on his crooked Throne. Awaiting to condemn the foes of the crown. With this crooked crown he smiles down, upon these people who brought him into this war. For he will destroy everyone, by God's hand, I promise you he will. For never has the Son of David ever fallen to his knees. Never will this man fall to his knees, for the people he leads. For never will this man be anything like you. So send me into this war, I shall die serving you.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Oh Alice, there is an evil smile that glows up in the dark. As soon as it came, it was lost again. Awaiting in the shadows, it shall be recalled. Where the scent yet still lingers, like a memory, fragile and old. But you cannot remember, you cannot see, for where life has no meaning. The shots that never healed. In this haste, a friend, so familiar, yet never seen before. He awaits in time, where nothing has been done anymore. In this distance, you can hear the laughter of a thousand sons. Their maddening screams for someone to come. Please join them, drink up their tea; for their poison will spread, like a cancer; you will never be healed. The mad hatter, crooked hat, gazes upon your skin. Blood rushes, pain trembles, with mad eyes he sees: This ballerina, a virgin sent by the courts. So innocent, and so precious, she must be protected, by the darkness that encloses by the minute. But there is no time. I could have awaken you from this dream. But I am not there, I was never real. Alice, you fell, down into the blackness, I will never bring you back.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Tic, tock, Can you hear that? Can you my love? Take this crooked hand, I am a faithless man. Take this fucking hand! Heave-Ho, this burden. Heave-Ho, is not yours to bare In this empty shell of a man, lies nothing but pain. Nothing else than self hatred for this oblivious world. I am the one... I am the world, I am every women and child that has ever died due to evil men. I am the one, who fights with the devil, but the devil does not fight fair. For every woman and every child that I have died for over the years. Laying on top of them, trying to protect them from the bullets that fly everywhere... But I am just an empty vessel. I am the afterbirth of a whore screaming in pain in an alley where her bastard child is born. But just take this hand, and you will be saved, I will give you everything, but there is no one there... Can you hear that? Can you my love? Can you hear them sing?

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Please take this hand before it is to late. I could have carried you away. Please just fucking devour this skin, I can hear your screams for salvation, come here. The womb of your whore mother is not yours to carry. For I promise you this, I could have carried you away from this war. I could have carried you away from this house of violence; where your father drains the life out of you and your mother. Rest your head against my shoulder. Rest there, and I will find a way out. I will carry you out of this house. Where faithless men wear a devil's smile, upon these faces where dreams have gone lost. But dear, you will die in the bloody arms of your father, after he slits the throat of your now dead mother. You will die there, beaten into pieces, with a broken heart and broken bones. I could have carried you away, but I'm so sorry my dear, that won't happen, for I am just an empty man, I am too afraid of the pain. For this I'm sorry my dear, for this I have no faith. I will never visit you in this house anymore. Your God has forsaken this place, a long time ago. Take this fucking hand before it is to late. Because I could have carried you away. Please take this fucking hand.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Help us! They are screaming on the top of their lungs. Oh Captain, why are these burdens placed upon us? Whip them! Whip them for fucks sake! You know there is no other way to make them behave. I will fucking make you believe! Go mark them with your living, And go mark them with your dead. Tears are dried by fear, and hearts are weaken by despair. Break their fucking backs and step on their pride. To put it plain; seek another's profit and work another's gain. Whip them! Whip them for fucks sake! You know there is no other way to make them behave. Whip them! Whip them for fucks sake! Reinforce the deception that; it is they who are depraved Take up The White Mans Burden, for it weighs heavily on their shoulders. Take up The White Mans Burden, for they have come so far. Take up The White Mans Burden, it's been far too long. Take up The White Mans Burden, the end will justify the means. You're such a fucking coward. Take that shotgun and put it in your mouth, You know in the end it all goes south.

Dressed in black with top hats and bow ties, Their appearance can easily deceive Doctors, scholars, politicians and priests, It escalated quickly how they satisfy their needs A marvelous sound among the crowd as excitement turns into frustration Please don't cry my child, we are all here for you tonight. There was such a splendid fear in her eyes She was truly a captive by her own device. What you call compassion I call fear. My mind is clear, as it was from the very start I am not the one to complain I have everything I need here, all the same Release your fears, They will do you no good No little girl don't be scared. But please tell; will you spit or swallow? So tell me, did your father ever touch you in that special place? Did you have that special uncle you know that he “never” did anything to you. But to put you in your fucking place, you bitch Knives and heartbeats Laughter and fear. My dear your suffering will be severe. We agree that your body will look beautiful dead. This will be our little secret when you're widely spread. Release your fears, They will do you no good, do you no good No little girl don't be scared. But please tell; will you spit or swallow? We are all ears, to your mourns 'Cause tonight we will dine in the finest halls The slightest touch, a gentle rub, Bitch, this is the Gentlemen's Club.

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

You used to wear the crown, but you have put it down. Look at your kingdom. It is nothing but ruins of an old past. Kneel before the Queen. Kneel before the Queen. The memories are so fragile and old they could crack at anytime. But there is no-one left to remember them, for everything must die sometime. You have left your home, now someone else sits at your crooked throne. You are to old to be remembered, what was once all people knew, quickly turned to myth. Kneel before the Queen. Kneel before the Queen. Children lay dead in the streets as whores and crooked men trample them down with heavy feet. For fear will never leave this place when you're away. For Men will never change how they behave. Kneel before the Queen. Kneel before the Queen. She will make this her home again, by gods hand I promise you she will. For never has the daughter of Eve ever fallen to her knees. For never will this Queen fall to her knees for the greed of men that steals. Never will she become anything like you.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Please forgive me for what never was. For what never became the truth. Please forgive me for all the pain. For all that I have done to fuck this up. For I can still see those brown eyes on an innocent child. Even though the eyes may appear the same. They are long gone, far away. Yesterday upon the stairs, I met a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today. I wish, I wish he'd go away. Please forgive me for the choices that I've made. I never thought they could affect us this way. I can still feel that child inside, trying to break free. But there is no way out, you can never leave. Yesterday upon the stairs, I met a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today. I wish, I wish he'd go away. It is just like a shadow from a distant past, captured in time where everything was divine. I would give everything to give you your life back. But 20 years have past, 20 years of pain Last night I saw upon the stairs, a little man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today. Oh how I wish he would have stayed.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

So just invite me in, The depression takes too long. I will do you no harm. For I have been away for far too long. Please let me stay, just for a while so that I can get away, from the pain that lives inside. So just invite me in, If I could count the days, I would give up too soon, I would throw it all away, just to be around you. In utter chaos I was born, in utter chaos I will soon glow. Ever since I was a child, I have been dreaming of how it would be to die. So just invite me in, before the noose breaks my neck. Hanging above the ground. I have paid my amends.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

And at the end of fear, oblivion. The heart stops beating, as blood fills up your body. Your broken back is gently healing from the soft pavement. The fingers that were once embedded deeply in the concrete are now moving freely. The skin tightens softly around the body that once was lost but now is found. Your face slowly reassembles with such beauty. Shattered pieces are realigned with such precision. Your once empty lungs are now filled with air. The calm feeling is turned into panic as you fall towards the sun. You are standing all alone in this world where you have never felt at home. Your breathing is starting to slow down, as wind leaves your face. Hopelessness is retracting from this mind where death was frightening. Sadness is turned into anger, as anger falls into denial. Your screams for help are silenced as they return to the weakened lungs of your body. The skin closes, while the knife descends into blackness. Frustration turns into joy. As abandonment turns into safety. You feel joy for the last time. Hidden safely inside your mother. You rest. Your thoughts were sent into oblivion, from this mind where death was frightening. Your back is gently breaking, Your back is gently breaking Please come back. Please come back, Please come back...

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025