CREATION

The life of a masochist person will stumble upon the feet of God unwillingly to serve Him upon His so called greatness as the human swore to fail themselves in order to achieve the immortality of the fatal souls that crawl into the light and grasp, suck, embrace it to become their own light. The darkness of the so called prophet shall dispense in the seabed of the  sea of despair where the love of religions shall bypass the irritated looks of sinners who are burning crisply in hell. The omen of the son of demons who bred beautifully in the womb of the cunts who call themselves as the beauty of the century that look like  fucking rants. Words are being written down, spoken out, but never meant to hurt or change people's stupid worthless perspective of the world that is now can be seen as the playground of all the creations of the 7 deadly merciful sinners who live happily by taking advantage over the saints that run with such ramping looks asking for mercy when there's no one left to help but only to look and hide as they were too scared to come up  because their faiths has disappeared from their own hearts. He sas stole what's left inside me are now smiling and smirking because the boy the likes him for who he realized that he was wrong for trusting him. The promise that you made me promised had been the lie of the century as I promised to never fry your head as long as you promised to never poach my fucking, vulnerable heart. The curse I put on to myself shall become the vow I made when I see You. The trust and hopes that I keep inside my heart are fading slowly from time to time as the keeper of the time had fucked me and raped my heart for him that it is the only way to let me stumble upon begging for more as he had become the owner of the so called saint. My intention to become a better person had turned into the intention of getting annoyed, hated, cursed and abandoned by people who labeled me as their companies. Who am I? I am merely a character that\ impersonates every living who think of anything that doesn't make any sense in either way that involve the religion, life, perspective, positively, negatively, God, the Prophets and so many other things. I am merely just a character that lives to show, guide you towards something good or vice versa. I am merely just you who you think can be in the future. I am you who think you are a failure, but never try. I am the one who people will think of when they think of them. All fuckers in the world shall bow and worship because I am what you can say as an illusion of your own fucking creations. I am you. What I say might be true or just some useless thoughts of some stupid and hopeless thinkers, but i am made by you.