Dark waters

Before the was light

Darkness choked the heart

Creeping thoughts called doubt

Vines turned to steel chains

Sedate in their tyrannious rage

Below the surface nothing is calm

Still waters turning ill will deep

Drowning at the surface

The heartbeat of hell takes life

With open arms people dive in

The exhilaration better than life

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Poison

Cursing through your veins

Black ooze breathed into the world

Your barbed tongue lashes outward

The game is hate in the name of love

Anything to make those points

Carnage, your lapel’s bloody rose

Appetite for destruction your persona

There is a ghost of humanity inside

I remember it’s face and profile

But lost it’s touch long ago

What poison do you feast upon

What dark clouds make your horizon

When will you look back to the dawn

Your soul split wide open to hell

Emptiness is your trophy

Just a kiss of that lovely poison

All that remains to be seen

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Illusionary People

I’m an illusion

Arm’s length from you

Miles past what you see

Hoping to be afterthought someday

Out of place in emotional graveyard

Lust for misery far more appealing

Than basking in sunshine of others

Disappointment pleasantly held

Comfort of knowing nothing matters

Ensuring life never changes

You’ll always have that

Yet I remain an illusion

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Twisting in the Wind

Twisting in the wind

The storm gathered her fury

Like a kite, I sail forth

Control is an illusionary blip

Skies race white, black and grey

Monochrome kaleidoscope paints air

Bent down by immense pressure

Swooming is half surrendering

Wishing to gaze backward lost now

As if an orginal point breed the storm

Omnipresence seems her calling card

My unlikely ally shelter has fled

It took to the signs of doom quicker

Maybe next so will I

Until then, I wait for mercy

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The Wolf

A wolf walked past my street

Shimmering moon light its coat

Lost stars beaming from it’s eyes

Its heavy grace weighed me down

I know not for whom it comes

My soul prays for itself then others

The wolf walks down my street

It shimmers moonlight about it

Stars blaze where eyes wish to see

I know whom it seeks out

There is little grace among it

There only seems ghosts of that soul

A wolf was lured to my street

It shimmers within the moonlight