Oh executioner Show me the pure face under That torn and bloody hood My executioner Grant me this one last request

I’ll admit I don’t believe like you do And if I ever did I was confused I was too naïve

Discretion passed away after its close friend Morality turned its back on what they had. Torn over the death of its dear friend, Morality seeks out the advice of Penance, who later intr...

Sinister eyes looking towards the… Wishing for disaster from on high One wish is all you need To perform your evil deed The days repeat

Your sanity nulled Now sell your broken souls Submit to total silence A life so cold The authority

It’s been some time since I’ve posted something on Poeticous. I haven’t been very inspired to write anything lately, and I don’t like that, but I feel like it’s just now starting to com...

So I haven’t been writing/posting for quite awhile now, and when I do, it’s very spaced out. In all honesty, I feel like I’ve lost my writing touch. I guess I just feel as though I’ve w...

The sickness Ever prevalent Resistance, a dying constant In your ailing Please wait for me

I hear a voice Calling me to open my eyes From this slumber I will rise Mountains and canyons Rivers and oceans

I can’t warm the cold hearts Will I have to play like I depart… Must I fake my own death Just to reach all the rest? Why should I stoop so low?

Cannabilistic minds Lusting for flesh that has died Wandering endlessly They have all become zombies I join the walking dead