This is the last poem for the Dark Side concept series. This poem is a sort of riddle, as well as the key to the entire series.
What does it matter what I say or… I could just stand and curse and r… But what difference would it make? Focused on technicality Misunderstanding my meaning
Deception mandatory No more room for the rights Allowing the disease The only way to stay alive Rebellion is my middle name
I’ve gazed upon the fire so black Absorbing all the failures of the… So far down, I’ve lost my own tra… Trapped in the middle, melting fro… Can anyone quench the flames?
I’m A Demon My Strength Jesus Loves You Closed The Door Overload/Breathe And Relieve
The toll of war Delusioned gore Fighting mercilessly Endless killing Once consumed by the fight
How much longer? How much time is left? I can’t linger In this place of death My sanity
The Asylum concept series is finished. It’s taken some time, but it’s done. This series has been an interesting one. It addresses the many “insanities” of this world and its people, cul...
Get fitted for a tight suit A pair of hollow shoes It’s here at last Just don’t forget your precious ma… Everyone’s invited
I cannot put into words How much I regret my ways You are the one I denied All because of my pride Enduring so much torture
I’ve posted three poems on my hidden account. They are older ones I wrote in the past, but they are also some of my most powerful ones. One of them is an Era Seven concept poem. I am c...
Here in the darkness I kneel down The cold stone floor below I’ve one last prayer I want to sh… Quicken my fate so slow Within this confinement
What I held What I gave my life for It now melts Melts away forever I gave my all
Adam and Eve What have you done to me? Stricken with a bloody curse I’m bound to something much worse This worthless world of dirt
So where do we go from here? A place of life or of fear And will you come with me? Or will you stay here and see? I know you want me to see the way…
There you lie in this imprisoning… It hurts to look inside, I can’t… The overwhelming sense of regret a… Is sure to carry on into tomorrow As I stared at your white face