AngelofSin
My name is Dylan Landsberry. I grew up writing, and listening to music. Every poem I write contains a piece of my soul, and I am happy to be a part of this community. Life contains so much darkness... So rather than express it through actions I express it through words
I've poured myself out
For you
As time flowed faster
And the end approaches
Do we reach for stars
Even knowing their light is dead?
Hope...
Bringing down
The beauty within myself
As sunlight dies
Behind my lost eyes
Quiet, like a chamber
Save for silent cries
Carried by our whispers
Turned into Cupids lies
My heart is such, unbefitted to mourn
Broken promises spoken by poisoned lips
Yet sweet was the taste when you kissed me
A honeyed lie to mask a bitter goodbye
Breaking down
The beauty, within myself
Casting your flowers, out as weeded lies
Counting the hours, my forfeit time
I've poured myself out
For you
Now time flows slower
As Dawn approaches
I reach for the Star
That gives warming light
Hope...
Mar 28
Mar 28, 2026 at 1:49 AM UTC
Into the night
My will could fade to the black
Back to the emptiness
Back to the curse
Facing the sky
The clouds are calling me back
Pensive of all my years
Spent, ****** and disdained
For the most wretched of Her machinations is still in turn
What stood, still burns
I endeavor to throw off the shackles of yesteryear
I've uprooted the weeds in my skull so that flowers appear
And I...
Try to be stronger
To fight this world with a broken shield
The damage burning
But I will not claim this world as hell
I choose to be reborn
My fruitless dreams
Have turned and fall like the leaves
Cast to an autumn breeze
"Wicked, Weak and diseased..."
Is no portrait of futures when authored by grandeur's hand
My barren land...
Is withered and waning, my forests are fading
There's no place to hide
From the scorching light
So I...
Try to be stronger
To fight this world with a broken shield
The damage burning
But I will not claim this world as hell
I choose to be reborn
My brightest dream
Sweet sleep is calling me there
As to a field of reeds
Calls to the lost soul in me
I am lulled by deceit of imaginations and hopeful tears
No such safety or harbor from a monster so near
So I...
Try to be stronger
To fight this world with a broken shield
The damage burning
But I will not claim this world as hell
I choose to be reborn
Feb 1, 2024
Feb 1, 2024 at 11:48 PM UTC
Prideful wings
Are soaring higher
As the Saints
Are falling under
Desperation has turned the angels
Into monsters
Don't speak
To the voices of the fallen
They will lead you astray
Don't gaze
Upon the wings of the ascended
For the light will bring pain
They're calling out
Across the rotting harvest
Collecting souls
Of the starving hopeless
Dust and ashes
Of dying kingdoms
Scattered by the wings of angels
Devoured by the teeth of martyrs
Plague comes
Upon the winds of our destruction
At the end of our days
Creatures
That used to be the angels
Through the dark they pervade
In the grip of despondency
One can only see enemies
Prideful wings
Of burning ether
Resurrect
The countless horrors
As the monsters
Consume the hours
Our fallen Saints
Are becoming vultures
And the sun, it sinks
Into the final twilight...
Feb 15, 2018
Feb 15, 2018 at 6:42 PM UTC
Awake
A black sun rises
Stretching its limbs across the wastes
The ruins are vibrant
The landscape is violent
The creatures that once were human...
Now breathe
Their progeny
Countless lives were lost
When the sky fell into the sea
A million voices curse the world
That came to be
Asleep
The blood moon rises
Shining its light to drown the stars
The night sky is vacant
The monster awakened...
And he feeds, as he's freed
Devour all life from the sky to the sea
For taking from a dying world
As she bleeds
This is how the human race will cease to be...
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 11:59 PM UTC
Caught in this place of disgrace and a bleak depression
Mental corridors behold a disease
As you are filling your guts with what will lead to your own abominations
You are wallowing in regret and defeat
Forever ripped by the claws of the desolation
An addiction is what you must feed
But to condemn yourself to a life of utter loneliness and starvation
You, a victim of your unfathomable greed
**** the king
For he is the source of your heartless deceit
He will **** for you, and he wants your pain
The king is the monstrosity that you have to feel
King is your greed
Tears flow from you
And blood from me like a river
I have given what you'll never give me
Thus you have made me a sinner
As I am no longer a forgiver
I desire to bury you beneath
So I will **** the king
For the atrocities that were ****** unto me
I gave it all to you, and you caused me pain
But merely a fraction of what you deserve to feel
Gods **** the king
"The words of a beggar are those of despondency , the words of an addict are those of desperation, and the words of a liar are those of destruction "
Cursed and shallow
You will live your life as nothing
Hail
Hail
Misfortune, for your suffering.
Jul 19, 2017
Jul 19, 2017 at 7:40 PM UTC
Hellfire and brimstone
Waiting for me back home
Sin is what is in my soul
I'm who you call the "devil"
But this world is so evil
And where's your Lord?
I saw three men restrain a fourth
Til he swung the gallows back and forth
They beat him down and strung him up
Just to watch him suffer
Men are so evil
It's no fault of mine
Holy mother hold your child
Men are beasts, perverse and wild
The spirit of the animal
Are in your sons and daughters
All the blame is pushed on me
For your suffering and misery
But every single one of you
Are capable of ******
Hellfire and brimstone
Are waiting for you back home
Sin is what is in your soul
You're walking as the devil
This world is so evil
And it's all your fault
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 10:44 AM UTC
A lonely martyr wanders decrepit halls of Jericho
And no moon could shine brighter than his stars
But alas life has no meaning to a man without his soul
I'm nothing, but a husk covered in scars
I've used it, to lose it
Tried to carve meaning into it
But this aging crypt of a deathless mess
Where evil kissed sickness as lover and mistress
Unto me, and through me
Disease and Terror eternally sit
Inside a hurting heart with hurtful words
Projecting from my quiet lips, to pen filled fingertips
Exciting new pain the flames will bring for me
For inspiration is found in ethereal tapestries
They know I'm mad
And dangerous because of everything that I know
My mind is clad
In a darkness that permeates through my very soul
Born wild, reviled
A stillborn wretch defiled
Unfeeling, unhealing, deformities revealing
Yet Life opened his eyes and he cried to greet her
Little did she know my life was filled with pain
A million holes filled only with disdain
For twenty years of torturous days and nights
Every aspect of life I've had to fight
Not with a sword or a gun but with the power of my own might
Since I was born in have gone to war
And every Angel I've seen was just a falling star
There's nothing like a lifetime of creating scars
To build you into who you truly are....
Jul 10, 2017
Jul 10, 2017 at 10:41 PM UTC
A fate worse than anything else
Is to be protected while locked in a cage
Slowly degrading your inner self
As the disembodiment brings the end of an age
Biting down on a silver tongue
Equally we all suffer alone
But gold and blood will forever run
Through this social hell of strangers unknown
Caged by the hypocrites
Pervasive and sick
There is nowhere to hide
Slaves to the hypocrites
Hedonistic and avaricious
Perplexed and abolished of hate and of mind
Is the sullen progeny of the media's design
Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide
For the most dangerous things lay deeper inside
Destruction defines our entire life
And so shall it be till our bitter end
A legacy of disease and endless strife
Shall be our epitaph when our demise will descend...
Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 4:11 PM UTC
Caught beneath the curse of genetic abomination
I am the final inheritance of my line of disease
**** my seed!
So that I may not spread my contamination
End my line!
I am an insult to those of purest blood...
**** me now or share my pain
Fettered in chains of my desolation
Make me fall before I rise up
And give power to my miscreation
Bound in shadow
I am the progeny of disease
In a world of beauty
I am an infection, festering and rotten
I am a scar, wishing only to be forgotten
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 4:33 PM UTC
So proudly we stand by liberty's side
She's fraught with lividity
With no life in her eyes
We are plagued with insanity
So we can't see this disgust
So blinded by grief
That this is what has become of us!
Posing the corpse of our beloved mother...
Searching for an answer that cannot be found
Too reluctant, too proud to put her corpse in the ground
A picture is taken, we smile so wide
You can't even tell that liberty has died
Cursed is the seed of our creation...
Our mothers not too rotten for manipulation
We try to conceive an infant nation
But a dead womb can only host...
A carrion infestation
"Why mother, why did you have to die?"
Too much malediction had poisoned her mind
Abused by strangers to create a home
Thus killing the only mother we've ever known
How is a nation that claims to be free
A nation of lepers, of beggars, disease?
Because of insanity we cannot see the disgust
Of this Mourning Portrait of America!
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 12:01 AM UTC