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Upon My Final Moments




The wind howls with it's chilly breath,
Tangling a child's dangling hair.
She sits alone, in this horrible place.
Where only the dead roam free.
Her face filled with red stain tears.

Her shrieks echo, in the vast unknown.
Those cherry lips, her icy cold blue eyes.
They still haunt me for miles around.

The wind howls with it's chilly breath,
Tangling a child's dangling hair.
I can see her, deadliest fears, and I never summon my strength.

In my nightmares, I see her face.
She stands above my corpse, with a lovely black dress.
She admires her affliction upon me, as she gently closes my swollen eyes.

My final wish: is to see her bloody filled tear face.
In my last whims, secretly demand for me viciously.

To lovely Daniela

This Weary Soul




This tarnish soul, brings forth a terrible tyrant.
My agony travels through, this weary soul uncontrollably.
My strife never compares, to it's unwavering fury.

The untold mercy of the gods.
Hinder upon my very soul.
This sticky black blood, I continuously vomit.
Bestows more fear upon it's thorn crown.

I can no longer, serve to it's quench.
The beat's power, over whelms this body.
My savior surely dead.

My bones are shattering.
My organs are becoming dust.
This body leaking blood in every crack.
I can no longer exist.
A new vessel comes in order.


Taste of Vengeance




My happiness now engraved with vengeance.
That face confides me once more.
I can no longer, be silent!

That horrible person, sent me through this life.
The remembrance of betrayal, boils my blood!
The affliction bestowed upon me, hardens this never ending rage.

Even though, my minds wishes to forgive.
I cannot allow him to live.
He killed me for kicks, and now I shall do the same.

Once more I unleash this monster inside me.
My conscience screams inside me, of how wrong this is.
I have no control, over this monster.
I can only sit, and watch the destruction I cause.

Regrets of Life




Engulfed by darkness, nearly misunderstanding this world.
My body paralyzed for once.
A creeping warmth restores itself.

This unfamiliar weight, craving for nurture.
I cannot bless it's wishes.
I'm no longer rotten, from the inside out.

Though I am damned, to walk the earth immortally.
I am no longer, able to confide myself in lust.
No longer allowed to love another.

The forbidden gift, given to me.
Is the very weakness, of my life.
Even though, my love is out there.
I can no longer face him.
For my head now hangs in shame, as I longer wish to live.

End of the Line




The monstrous holds me captive.
As it destroys every human crossing it's path.
My body is tired, as we enter the willow witch's forest.

My pace shortens, as the sun rises.
My heart beats frantically.
The monster strips it;s power, leaving me exhausted.

My cries of sorrow, grows louder.
The blood covering my shaking body, horrify me.
My state of mind, unknown to even me.

Her voice beckons me forward.
The cryptic noise, steadies me.
That woman, surrounded by moving trees lures me closer.

Her beauty entice me so..
I can no longer hold this trans of hers, my body heeds closer to her.
My body burns before the trees, sent to a grave underneath her own.


7 Feet Under




The horrid confusion of death, bestows my long life dream.
Even though this was my wish.
I truly regret it.

I'm forevermore diminish, underneath this demonic tress.
As that wicked woman, takes my youth for hers.
My mind clouded with darkness.

The warmth of dirt disguise my cold heart.
Though my heart reveals sadness.
I somehow feel at ease.
For one day she shall, be consume by another.

Sorrows of Growing Regrets




The howling moon beckons me to follow.
My bones shattered in pure destruction, ack of loneliness.
The clouds march side by side, bringing forth the darkness.

The light consume of darkness, it shuns my oppurnities.
Swarms of insect, shrivles upon my skull.
Disgusted of this lingering world!

My body walks as her shadow.
My fun no where close to satisfaction.
The hardness inside my throat, developed by her.

Her misery no where close, to my imangination.
My cold-heart, threaten in defeat.
The exhaustion worries me so...

The night is no where diminished, as this woman savors my years.
The thought brings terrible fear.
This rusty ruined heart, acks once more.
Henceforth, my killers silent voice provokes me.


Imprint

Publication Date: 10-23-2011

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
To nightmare5hale for awakening my inner evil self.

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