| this was a poem that i sat down and wrote one night after watching constantine. I thought it was an interesting look into the afterlife and the war around us. Afterwards I thought that having satan as the protagonst in the view would make for an interesting history lesson as well shine some light on why things are as they are today. |
Thunderstorms of AngerAnger clouds and rumbles through, like a storm front coming into view. Bringing aggression like lightning, even to myself it can be quite frightening.Thunderstorms of Anger
I wish it wasn't there or that it wouldn't stay, because to my loved ones it does nothing but betray. I want it to protect and I want it to guard, but all it does is wound and leave others scarred.
sadness follows because of what its done, I can only see in retrospect and turn to run. but that's not right to run from my issues, I need not to be a coward and stand by my virtues.
I can't really say that I
The Reprive of the DowntroddenSeemingly tired and rarely happy, making me wonder what it will take. I wonder if this might be too sappy, but when you're like this my heart does break.The Reprive of the Downtrodden
Wondering if you can truly be at peace, or if you have your own mental dream? Wishing the unhappiness would cease, so I could hear that smile with a gleam.
Sometimes close but never far, wondering how long you will stay. I wish i could take your burdens and scar, but i know not how much they will weigh.
One day peace and happiness will you find, but until that day never cry too hard. For
A Freewrite in ProseLate at night trying to sleep, eyelids falling like a widows weep. Rain hits the windows and start to seep, i wonder if the window seal is gonna keep.A Freewrite in Prose
Hot and cold and never just right, outside my window is a moonlit night. Hearing the mosquitos buzz and bite, thank god im not out in that humid night.
Wondering if my room is properly lit, or if its just my sleepy eyes throwing a fit? Looking at my keyboard through just a slit, i really should call it a night and just quit.
As i sit here and at the monitor i stare, its like in my mind is an angry
Along The RoadYou lay your hair down along the side of this great road we call life each strand another memoryAlong The Road
watch the butterflies swirl around you they come to see you shine they settle on you each curve of your body a new mountain along the horizon of tomorrow the tide comes and goes around us you never put a toe in you dive in like you have no fear like you know what lies at the bottom like you know what lies at the bottom of my heart if only you would smile for me if only you would smile for me the butterflies might sing sing along with the perfect sunrise that
Depression
Artistic
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"This is how the world ends, not with a bang but a whimper."
"I thought it would be nice to lie down and close my eyes. It never occurred to me that I am already asleep."
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Fight for victory, die for glory
so what's up?
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I see hell in your
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