October 20, 2006
Wisps of smoke make their way to the skies above
Our eyes meet for a fleeting glance
A smile, a pause, a wave of wand
Built walls that we could not scale
Words that shouldnt have been uttered
Promises never meant to be broken
Sights and sounds still afresh
All encompassing warmth
Memories to take to the grave
An instant? Two years? A lifetime?
Always remembered, never forgotten
Will the sun ever rise?
October 20, 2006
Although I try my best to understand them, humans are determined to prove how stupid our race is. The following words were written in 3 minutes of extreme hatred. A personal record
Awaken ye dumb fool
From this slumber self induced
a wasted life pointless existance
A singular end awaits you now
The darkness falls
silent is the night
your heart beats quicker
the end is near
You cant see it now
Not just yet
But the gates have shut
and book is closed
The Reaper smiles
his hunt has ended
he smells fear
and will taste your blood
You see Him now
Your skin is ablaze
Fear in your eyes
You seek His mercy
The scyhte swings
You scream and shout
Pain is paramount
but the fear even more
The curse is lifted
I can smile
Your blood flows like the silent wind
A happy hour a happy passing
Meet your maker
Face your fate
Condemned forever
to the depths of hell
I am alone as I was meant to be
October 20, 2006
You seek release from the pain
that you know not you suffer
its not death you deserve
its more pain
your closed your eyes too long
open them now stare into mine
my words fall on deaf ears
my fingers itch to talk
i’m right above you
you can feel my breath
feel the hatred coming
as my hands grip you
your neck in my cold grip
i begin my work a rush of blood
you can breathe no more
you battle you resist
struggle so weak so futile
you dont understand
you still dont see me do you?
your mouth speaks empty words
of fear and pleas for mercy
but i wont stop
i will meet the beast in you
you double with pain
and at last it awakens
it speaks to me
words of evil words of ego
i will slay the monster within
the one who took you away from me
at last your eyes open
he peeps from within
his anger rises reaches to strike
but he wont hurt me now
my soul is dead i dont live i exist
the battle ends its too late
he takes you with him
you breathe no more
the sruggle is over
i look back at my work
my heart of stone feels no joy
a smile is frozenon your lifeless face
you awoke just for a second
as the beast took you
i saw the one i loved
and then it was over
no longer mortal
the glory above awaits you
my deed is done i’m long gone
the fires of hades consume all that in me
October 20, 2006
The Cloud of Smoke Fills fast
My eyes burn red with fire
nostrils flare with angst
feel my chest collapse
wanna scream it out
shout loud your name
make a ball of fist
how dare u choke me now
curse the smile
damn the lies take my life
my head explodes
heart can take no more of this
i can love no more
can care no more
broken is my trust
failed the test
the days rotten
time forgotten
every single day
pulls closer to hell
for death i wish
not yours but mine
i can live no more
not with a heart so lifeless
a soul so dead
October 20, 2006
A flash of lightning
A bolt of thunder
The room is ablaze
With the sight of colors
On the walls on the floor
There’s blood and gore
Smell the fear in the air
You’ve walked right into his lair
See the mirror in front of you
What do you see?
The beast you are
Or the angel you wish to be?
October 20, 2006
Late one night she walked
in a street with no name
her days were damned and nights cursed
Insanity flowed in her viens
Neither happy nor sad
She was tired of her skin
sick of her thumping heart
Her mind craved for release
Depraved they called her
She spoke not the tongue of mortals
heard the voice of the fiend
But not this day not this hour
She was alone with her thoughts
Her mind soared
She saw what she sought
The path to salvation
The metal glinted in her hands
It felt warm to her cold skin
She closed her eyes
Her blood would purge the earth
But time froze and she blinked
In the haze she saw a color
a mortal would call the purest
it beckoned from the world above
She heard the voice
as calm as the metal she held
“Hear me well, hear me long
Your body is a gift
Not yours to disfigure
but mine to cherish
you seek release not from your body
but from the land you tread on
Wake up and cast aside your shell
Set your mind free from its prison
Fly away from this world of ruin
Make not haste do it now”
the night was dark again
but not her spirit
her body dropped to the cold floor
as she soared in the skies above
They found her lifeless form
on the street with no name
marvelled at her wasted beauty
the smile that was frozen forever
The sun rose and the grass grew
Her mind was unbound and free
She was alive more than she ever was
A life to live for, a death to die for
October 20, 2006
The hearts beat quicker and the eyes grow gloomy
Men grow weary and shiver with fright
Watch on helpless wrath of nature’s fury
For the dusk cometh and approaches the hour
When the two elders resume their war
The sun sets and darkness falls
The night grows cold as the wind howls
The long and lonely march begins
Grim is the mood as the dust rises
With a roar they set off; deafening is the sound
Of crunching boots and clanking metal
Cast your eyes on the advancing troops
Lo Behold! There’s a child within
His fists are clenched and eyes are bloodshot
His mind echos the words of the elder
The one he calls his master
He thinks of the war and his pulse thumps harder
“Have not fear O Little one!
For the war is there to be won
We may live, we may die
Look into my eyes you wont find a lie
Brace yourself for the battle within
choose well your side my son, there’s history in the making
The war on the field is yours for the taking”
Ere the dark lord rasps in the distance
Growls with anger and Screams at the hordes
“Fear I see deep within
In your hearts as well as those we kill
But bow not to that fear
Fight with malice and make it your strength
Spare no mercy; let blood flow on this day of Tenth”
The legions begin the long trek
On what they know is the final war
The stench unbearable and the sight miserable
Of the carrion of human legacy
They must fight; for what they know not
But march they must, for the Lord knows no such thing as kindness
Foul is the hour when the troops draw sight
Of the two there’s one that looks bright
For at their helm sits earth’s last hope
But the other smirks with displeasure
As their dark lord grunts in mirth
He is the curse that walks the earth
The clouds have no moon to hide
At last the two great masters draw sight
The lines are drawn and the stage is set
For awhile no one speaks for there’s too much to say
But at last the demagogue utters his thoughts of filth
“This is the day when i realize my dream
I will rule this race of men”
The other just smiles in peace
No cruel words will disturb his mind
His vision is clear and thoughts so pure
Head held high and chest outward, he speaks to the evil one
“Your dream is no more than a ruse
Open your eyes my dear friend
Before it begins this fight can end”
He growls, he spits, the beast is now hoarse
“Friend you are not; weak are your words
I bow not to your fallacy
For I stand and fight, live to conquer
Today is the day of my glory and your ruin
Today is the day of Tenth, my destiny beckons
No more words, Let it begin
The last fight on this Earth, between Good and Evil”
They draw their swords, brace themselves
Ready are the troops for their masters’ call
“Death!” is the cry as the wind gushes
The enemies charge at one another
So close they are that their eyes can meet
And smell the hatred in each others’ breaths
But for these they care not, its the weapons that will talk
Battle plans all gone hazyy
The troops go into a killing frenzy
Arms are cut and throats are slit
Flesh is torn and blood is spilt
The noise of violence is harsh and deafening
Bodies fall quicker than drops of rain
The lord of mercy is no more gentle
He must kill for man’s lost legacy
The dark lord’s weapons move with great fury
Death is is my greatest ally this night, he thinks
Many die, lost are their names
Their deeds doomed to fade away in time
But it doth not matter to them
If the future remembers them with kindly a thought
What matters now is the war at hand
The troops will die but much rather kill
For its the enemy that deserves to die
The night grows old as the bloodbath grows
Out from the corner of a tired eye
The good man sees the fallen troops of friend and foe
Deep in his heart cries a voice
“So many killed, so fruitless a fight
What is victory achieved by pain?”
But then the mind pulses, thoughts are clear
“Let this sword make best for men”
The numbers have waned and few are left
Not one with a bloodless sword or woundless body
The very last few square off again
Form the ranks of a tired formation
With a final hurrah they rush at each other
The battle now is almost over
Swords are flashed and heads are cut
The cries are now fewer and far flung
The brave troops now are all but spent
Only the two great elders are alive
Left to face each other’s blind fury
Their swords will now finally taste
The flesh their metal was cast to tear
But the duel wont start so soon
Not when there’s so much bitterness within
The dark lord surveys his old foe
Glares at him with eyes of hatred
“Fought well you have O’great one
But now it ends right at this hour
The dawn cometh and so does my legacy”
The lord of the just speaks not a word
Swings his sword at the master of evil
The dark lord counters the sword, deafening is the sound
The fists move too quick for the eye to see
As the fight nears its gory end
Blood flows like rivers from both the great men
At last the sun rises and blinding is the glint
One of the swords finds its mark
Pierces the chest of the heartless evil
Struck is the lord, lost is his power
He falls to the ground with thundering sound
Now he knows the evil has lost
The lord of mercy speaks with compassion
“It did not have to end this way
Death is not the ending that I wished
But so it comes and this you deserve
Death by my blade and salvation for men”
The dark lord even in death
Sways not from his evil ways
Spits on the ground and growls at his foe
“A loss is not what I have suffered
Death is not what you have given me
The stab of the blade has given me never ending life
And a new abode to call my home
I live on in your very heart
For by killing me you have sinned
Polluted you are for touching me
I bid goodbye my faithful friend
Forget not this day of Tenth”
