Decaying corpses
All lain' in a stream of blood
Shall' do your bidding.
Strange little creatures
Caught gnawing at your poisoned flesh
As you're trying to define
The curse of your life
Or how you came to be here
In this darkened land.
Darkness consumes you.
'Till all you can see is the black
Of gloomy shadows.
Lay down to sleep now
To never open your eyes
And dream of your fears.
Blood fills the eyesight
Of your self mutilation
and the echoes of screams.
I fade away now
Into the shadows of doubt
And your useless fears.
(Just a little something that I wrote a few years ago and one of the few things that wasn't lost.)
Bloody tears stream down my face
as I slowly slip away,
Into a place where broken words
and sadness don’t delay.
I scream, but none shall hear my call
for I’m trapped inside my head.
The silence seems to suffocate me
‘till I can barely breathe.
I let out a quite strangled sob
and fall upon my knees.
Was my death all an elaborate ruse
or truly the end of me?
A place where light has never shone
it’s eternal ray of hope.
A place not meant for prying eyes
or those that would wish them harm.
A place where all whom don’t belong end up
when no one else dare take them in.
They walk the edge of life and death,
but never truly cease to exist.
Forever life, yet still condemned
to live closed off from those not of the kin.
All of whom left their lives behind
for a shallow grave that’s worse then death itself.
There are those that sought this secret out
and those that were forced to obey its commands.
It matters not which path you took.
You’re part of them for all eternity.
(A little something that I just made up because I was super bored. I've written hundreds of poems and songs over the years, but most of them were lost or thrown out by accident.)
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