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Inno Styles May 2019
The world is darkening, evil reigns over the earth like vultures hovering over a dead animal. We have lost our ways and we seek your guidance. We need you we need your power we need your wisdom to guide us through these dark times. Life has lost meaning. We have lost the only thing that makes us human- we have lost our humanity. We're killing one another and living contrary to what your word says.

There can be water on mars and life on Pluto but if there is no love And peace in our hearts we will forever destroy the gift of life.

Father I pray that you save us, save us from our own wicked ways, save us from our own self-sabotage and self self-destructive ways, save us from the evil and darkness that reigns over us.
You gave us the gift of life and in return we showed our gratitude by smearing your name in our own vanity and sanity. Your gave us life and we gave you hate. You loved us and we renounced you.

You gave us your word, you gave us your rules to abide and we broke all the rules written and those that haven't. We broke laws meant to keep us human. We have lost our ways. I pray that you save us from ourselves.
Inno Styles May 2019
The world we live in, so cold so cruel and so calculating. Where's the God we believe in? Good people suffering while the wicked are living in luxury, the world we live in, so conflicted.

We pray, we believe, we say better days are coming, but the sun awakens and sleeps again and again and the world grows more wicked day by day.

Kindness has become a lost artifact, peace has become an ideal that only exists in fairy tales, happiness is temporary and the suffering seems forever.

The days get sunnier and hotter and the world grows darker and colder. My heart yearns for peace but my mind knows only pain, chaos and destruction.  Painful it is to say it's gonna be okay without the hope of a better day, but that is the world we live in today
Inno Styles May 2019
I have watched mothers playing with their children, wondering why my mother left me all alone in this cold and unforgiving world. I have watched fathers teach their sons how to ride bikes, wondering who is gonna teach me how to be a man.

I have heard people talk about mother's love being unconditional, a love that knows no limit, a love that does not judge nor discriminate, a love that's forever. I wondered what such love would feel like, would it be warm? Would it be nurturing? Would it be kind? Would it encourage me when I'm on the brink of giving up? I spent days pondering about what that would be like and yet I still have no clue.

My heart is so cold and full of sadness, my mind holds memories of the painful life I have led. Where is a mother's love to make the pain go away? Where is a father's guidance to make sense of this cruel and confusing world? I am but a restless lonely soul looking for love and guidance, but there is none who can offer me such, for those who brought me into this world have left me here all alone to strive for myself, I truly am a lonely soul.
Inno Styles May 2019
Temptation-a shameful and yet fascinating craving that captivates the body, heart and soul but leaves a nasty feeling of shame lingering in your mind.

Temptation-a want you do not need, a lust you do not love,temptation the pervesed desire.

Temptation-a cup filled with fun but oozing regrets. Do you dare take a sip and experience a tickling feeling, enticing and exciting  thoughts of doing what's wrong with the feeling of it being right?

Dive in and experience a world of instant gratification and eternal damnation to recall upon your regrets.
Temptation, the ever so alluring aroma of the forbidden fruit
Inno Styles May 2019
To me poetry is not an escape, it is a release. Poetry is not me hiding behind the curtain, it is me unveiling what lies behind the curtain.

Poetry is all my fears, sadness, my demons, my absolute inability to connect and my debilitating loneliness brought forward to meet their maker. Poetry is my conscious statement to my subconscious horrors that the day of reckoning is coming.

Poetry isn't me adding a silver lining to my dark-clouded life, to me poetry is darkness brought to light.
Inno Styles May 2019
One
Love, a luxury I cannot afford, well not in this lifetime anyway. In this lifetime I am all alone and can't even afford the attention of others called friends.

My heart bleeds perfusely inside my chest, longing and yearning to be loved, for the unlovable and emotionless ghoul that I am.

I walk around with an emotionless face like a canvas painted with blankness.

My loneliness suffocates me and chokes me from within, like a tortured soul in hell I hear voices screaming in despair. My soul screams and begs for love,for acceptance,and for friendship.
Inno Styles May 2019
I aimlessly walk like a blind hunter in the wilderness, without any direction nor certainty of my purpose or future. I have many questions and yet no one to ask i have many stories but no one to tell. My heart beats not for my desires but for the ones I love. My regrets haunt my mind and tire my soul I am left alone.

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