Destiny???

Such twisted fate of instantaneous destruction, such evil lies within this horrible idiotic construction.
Dealing the certain fate, the cruel hand of loves lost, the devil fucking your mind to show you who's boss.
Just another bottle of my new pals, whiskey, beer, and the thoughts go away to fill this breach beyond reach.
To believe in such things as destiny, love and fate, only makes this heart feel so used and second rate.
The moral of this story about destiny when life feels sunk?
Don't fucking write when you're so fucking drunk.

hahahaha more later!!

WhAt MySteRy Is ThIs?!

What mystery is this thing called love? Many know how elusive it is! The years of my searching are numbered in the minds of women/girls, but this mean heart knows no time, only the pain of loneliness.
God, where can I find the answers to my longing, the balance between spirit and flesh. My soul feels like an ocean without water, vast in its emptiness. Its depth exposed, parched by the sun of my own desire. Cryptic visions from my dreams haunt me most of the time,still something urges me to be hopeful.
Where shall I find these answers? Who will answer these moans? The tears of my heart seem like rivers, seeking to fill the void in my soul. I pray from time to time, that this melancholy in life may be shortened, when I will know the meeting of two hearts, again. When??