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Eloi Jul 2016
She was oxygen,
But toxic,
Purified but nostalgic,
Transparent but also  hard to read.

She was ice water,
Infused with a dime and a quarter,
Costing you to live,
But somehow always keeping you alive.

She was a sunset in black,
A night sky in red,
She spread her thoughts all over your bed,
When she breathed you felt diseased,
And always had the need; to tell her she is beautiful.

You stare when she's not looking,
And stare when she is,
No matter what, you know exactly who she is.
You know everything about her,
Hair and eye colour,
And every single suicidal thought that she had ever had.

You were intertwined with her;
Back street lovers,
Making A ship out of a wreck of two denying hearts and minds.
Eloi Jun 2016
Cold hearted,
Iced blood,
These feelings of pain, come in like a flood.

Blue veins,
****** lips,
Take some more pills, go for a kip.

Visable rib cage,
Hunched back,
Skin and bones,
Smoke some crack.

Black eyes,
Bruised lies,
Smoking in chains to pass the time.

Winter comes,
Cold and ******,
I sit here alone,
Waiting for you to come home.


Christmas arrives,
I wonder why,
You had to leave,
And no longer breathe.

So, I'll stay in bed all day,
Put the gifts away,
And remember the day,
That you said you'd stay.
  Jun 2016 Eloi
SøułSurvivør
I am a dear "friend" of yours
Yes, you know me well
If you know my name or not
Only time will tell.

There's a rave that's going on
A place that I have found
Kids! You need to go there!
Tho it's 6 feet underground...

All dressed up? Ready to go?
I tell you... it's a blast!
You won't know it's a furnace
And the pain will always last.......

There's party treats for everyone!
Maggots are just grand!
There's no food or water
But there's a Mega Band!

Come! We're getting closer!
And I have a hunch
That you won't mind the sulfur
No, you won't mind the stench

What's that noise, you ask me?
Oh... it's not what it seems!
Those are the amped-up guitars
NOT a-g-o-n-i-z-e-d screeeeams!


Don't mind the cuts & scratches
Don't mind all the flies
Don't mind that I am uglier
I'm losing my disguise...

Oh, are you uncomfortable?
Is it getting HOT in here?
Well, sorry, there ain't any punch
Much less any beer...

Yes, it IS most very DARK
It's very black and dank
Are you having trouble breathing?
Is the odor getting rank?

Ah! Now you see the lava
Is leaving your desire?
Sorry, your ticket was one-way
To the burning lake of fire...

Yes, regret's your portion
For your soul you did sell
You'll be here e--t--e--r--n--a--l--l--y

I Welcome You to Hell.



SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/28/2016
The devil is "glamorous". God is "boring".

Some say there's a party in hell.
Do you really want to test that theory?

If I come across as harsh in this or any of my other poetry, it's not because I DON'T CARE.  IT'S BECAUSE I DO!

I'm grieving ENORMOUSLY! I'M CRYING!

I don't hate YOU... I HATE THE DEVIL!
WITH A  P-A-S-S-I-O-N!!!

I want to destroy his works. And one of those works is his deception. There are actually a lot of people who believe there's a party in hell. Or that they will live forever in their current bodies and never experience it. Or that there is no hell.

THERE IS AN ACTUAL PLACE CALLED HELL! I cry like a baby when I hear about people who believed the above. Who believe there are many lifetimes if you don't get it "right" the first time.

SO MUCH D-E-C-E-P-T-I-O-N!!!
DON'T FALL FOR IT. YOU WILL GO!
I DON'T WANT THAT ANY MORE
THAN YOU DO!

Say this prayer...

Father God. Please forgive me for my disobedience and rebelliousness. I'm truly sorry from the bottom of my heart! I want to change! Forgive me my trespasses. I forgive all those who have hurt me.

Lord Jesus. I know that you died on the cross for my sins. That you rose on the third day. That your blood can purify me and to make me acceptable in the eyes of Father God. I accept your gift of salvation. Please come into my heart. Change Me From the Inside Out!
As it says in your word...

" for he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities, the chastisement of our peace was upon him, and by his stripes we are healed." Isaiah 53:5

Come Holy Spirit and fill me from head to toe. Teach me. Comfort me. Guide me.

I believe the Trinity is real. I believe I am now a child of God. Hallelujah!

In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth I pray. AMEN.

Say that prayer out loud with your whole heart! Your destiny could be changed

Forever!

♡ Catherine


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Eloi Jun 2016
The sun rises,
The Skies' awake,
Another soul, they will take.

The tide goes out,
And then retreats,
The tiny *****, it defeats.

The daylight brightens,
The night is over,
It is finally time, to take cover.

The reapers are descending,
To be Nice people they're pretending,
They deny themselves, of who they are;
So they will always get so far,
They attack your soul,
And drain your heart,
Of everything you've learnt so far,

So take cover,
Under the waves of the water,
And drown yourself,
In the sunlight's faulter.
  Jun 2016 Eloi
Walter W Hoelbling
is not the question

when we have thoughts
we think we should put down
make known to the wide world

we often hesitate
ponder if it is worth the while

afraid of being shunned
called names
et cetera
by people who believe they know
how proper writing should be done

welllllllll ….

I believe if one makes all the effort
to tell us how s/he feels and thinks
all we should do is

LISTEN!
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