Thanks a lot, Really appreaciate your thoughts.
Here's an other one. Longer, very very long. NF.

T h e L i s t

Breathless, tormented less, hopeless.
You´re the dreamer of day, dreaming of something perfect, killing around you for it.
Reaching fake lights.
Killing animals, killing human beings.
Treating life like a material.
Slavery is your necessity.
Blood is what keeps you breathing.
Desire warms your heartless sleeve up.
Snow falls just for you, you leave blood trace on it.
You´re my sickness, you´re what I´m chasing, you´re the one who chases me.
In your rich poverty I´m what you would like to be.
Brainless, faithless, dreamless.
Your words are poison, hurting your capitalistic stupidity.
You´re what I want to eliminate, I´m the eraser, keeping your pains and miserable life as my morning joke.
Your hair grey now, you´re so old and ugly, in your boyhood.
Still needing to show your untruth, your peace which is peaceless.
Your light life is slowly fading away, and I want to be the one who will blow your candlelight out.
Deserve less, endless, timeless.
You´re the pretender.
Can´t you hear children scream, can´t you see the blood on your fingers, can´t you feel your dirty soul.
Dreamer of the prophet, dreamer of something you need as excuse for your lies.
You´re less than nothing in my eyes.
You don´t reserve respect because there is nothing respectable in you and in your acts.
Keep me alive.
I´m one of these innocent young faces you used.
Disgusted your shadow will not follow you anymore.
Youth is dead, still walking empty random somewhere.
Killer of future, you killed the past also.
You´re living in this jazzy sound, you´re the saddest and oldest persons sitting somewhere, praying to free you from your sorrow.
Your fur, so shiny in between its victims.
Crying tears of mud now.
Hang yourself for all who had to die for you.
Empty shell you are, walking on homeless insects, homeless bodies.
I´m the one who will wash away you traces, I´m your false ideology, your damn politician of power.
I´m the program of your death and the one who puts your utilised gun to your unkind head.
Poor less, depthless, hated.
I´m the one who spits on your wishes.
The one who´ll show you the light after your death and who´ll bring you there.
I´m the driver of your limousine and who crashes you down from this treeless hill.
I´m the drinker of dirty water you don´t see.
I´m the thief of your golden heart.
I´m the one who putt his mask on your face.
I´m your memory who breaks your laws.
I´m the falling angel you don´t believe in.
Your regret.
I know your dreams and I can tell you, you´ll never reach them, we will prepare the war against these.
In your perfect empire made of butterflies without wings, children without eyes anymore.
I´m the pastor who´ll listen to your last excuse, I´ll forward these to this nothing you believe in.
Tiredness, unbroken, beautiful, perfect.
I´m the reflection of the animals who lost their homes.
I´m the one who will looking for you in your nightmare, laughing about your boring life and your non-problems.
You want this beauty you cannot see and appreciate.
I´m the one who´ll not care for you when you try to ask forgiveness.
My plan is written and you´re in the middle of it.
I´ll chase you and show you images you´ve never seen before, the reason these pictures have been taken is you.
I´m the conversation who will destroy your story, the one you cannot interrupt, you cannot switch me off.
Secretly I´m the creature you´re not.
I´ve opened Pandora’s box, because I used to believe, now you´re what I find on it.
I´m drinking my consciousness away to find a way for stopping these tears you made me cry.
Can´t you hear these silent screams.
I´ll be everything you deserve.
I´ll be the hate which will come upon your karma when put on the balance.
I´m the biologic soul who will open the door of the hole without lights, I´ll even show you the way to it.
I´m your wasted time.
I´m the sand your walking on before you´ll sink on it.
The sky that falls on your golden cages you´re living in, it´s me.
I want to be the pure water which liberates you from your non-respect.
I´m the rain who will bring the eye on for having a reason to kill you.
You don´t deserve the black air your breathing.
You´re my paranoia, you´re the one who puts this weight on my back.
You´re this bastard who gives me more work to try to believe in something small.
You´re taking my chances with you, I´m the last ringing on your door.
The conception of difference is me, the proof that confirms your lies.
I´m the one who falls because of you and still tries to stand up again.
You want me so different than what I´m.
But still it´s not o.k. to be normal.
I´m so far away of being strange for your fucking games.
I´ll not feed your untruth.
I´m not ending your pain, you´re suffering on, and I´ll be the one who brings it to you when you think it´s finally over.
I´m the dying hungry rat on your cage.
The last race which you just cancelled, that´s me.
I´m the prophet who brings your guns and hate.
I´m the failed experiment.
I´m the most beautiful star on his way to earth for destroying the planet in pieces.
I´m the fear on your nightmare , the tears on your funeral.
The last sunset you´ll see will be me.
I´m the name you don´t want to know.
The noise of these daily bombs, it´s me who brings the sound near to your ears.
I´m the last shot of your suicidal gun.
I´m the vomit when you´re sick realising the person you are.
Think about all your mistakes.
The destination you don´t have, I´m the non-difference which you´re not waiting for.
Your silence it´s me, and the one who suffers on it, too.
I´ve no philosophical worth, I´m just your material.
I´m the tree you kill for your Christmas Eve, is this what you teach your children?
I´m the love you´re scared of when meeting me.
I´m the flesh, Engels son.
The pest, the greed on your deadline is me.
I´m the dog you free on fights, the beast you want to be master of.
I´m the hit kid you have.
The last unborn you use to catch because of your luxury.
I´m the last oil drop you´re fighting for.
I want to be summer rain.
Instead you leave me as melt ice.
I was the kid who use to laugh before you took my smile away.
I´m the ashes of burning land, you bring on flames.
You´re laughing about me now, I can hear it.
My word, grain of sand.
I´m what you don´t dare to be.
I´m freedom you don´t look for.
The green you take for writing down your dirty number is what is left of me.
The bad consciousness which touches you once in life is my thought.
I´m the fictive feeling you have of purity.
I´m the solution you need for feeling better.
The fear for the truth is what I´m telling you.
I´m what you´ll never be.
I´m everything I hate on you.