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For no longer will it be here
upload load it
record it
for it's
here right now
listen to what it said
read on
for when I have gone
I will no longer be here
and my soul will be done
with this universe
please do tell me when I am wrong
for how else would know
what is, but, you know.
Sorry but this is where my mind is as I try to cope with my mother dieing.
Please excuse me with love======P@ul.
It's here
when I see pictures
in my head
there is no logic
sometimes
when I have written
It;s alright.
P@ul.
After all
I have become the man
I always hatted.
When I die
let me free
do not hold me down
for I will
always be with you
in my heart
and my soul.

with love

P@ul.
The city
is falling
what can I do
for my world has already
fallen down
it has shook me
I know I do not know my own life
sunken into dust all I have knowen
I am so beside myseft
I know nothing else
blow off the dust
and must go on.
P@ul.
 Apr 2015 Ash Saveman
Xan Abyss
Death....
Death walks
on two feet
Saunters up
to you and me
Death,
Death comes
In night and day
In sun and rain
In joy and pain
Death comes for us on our day
In our way

Death....
Whisks you away
Takes you away from the pain
Death....
Whisks you away
Whispers are all that remain

Death comes in every shape
Death comes in any form
Silent as a shadow
And violent as a storm

Death...
Death crawls
on all fours
Has no mercy
for kings or ******
Death,
Death comes
For rich and poor
For saintly and sinful
Despised and adored
Death comes to all things in time
Just wait in line

Death....
Whisks you away
Takes you away from the pain
Death....
Whisks you away
Whispers are all that remain

Death comes in every shape
Death comes in any form
Silent as a shadow
And violent as a storm

Death...
Slithers
Into our hearts
And through our veins
Into our art
Death lives
Inside our souls
In all of life
It waits and grows
Death comes each and every day
Hides until it's time to play
again....
A nihilistic love song about the infinite power of death.
There was a stain blood red
On the little boy's bed
"Goodbye mommy..." he said
As he bled, and bled, and bled.

The mom screamed
The mom cried
The mom said softly
"Please... Dont die..."

The boy smiled weakly
And the boy was hardly speaking
"Then dont call people liars..."
He said, as he closed his eyes.
i hope that this is not going to suspend my account, thanks for reading.
I do desire that we may be better strangers.
Your ill-bred humor disgusts me.
You take too many familiarities with my person.
No I am not your lady.
Nor am i, and never will be your 'darling.'
You are the wrong shape
The wrong size
The wrong class
The wrong gender.
I prefer the company of my own kind.
Leave me be.
inspired by all the Victorian novels I've been reading lately
 Apr 2015 Ash Saveman
Emma S
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 Apr 2015 Ash Saveman
Emma S
I don't know what to write
I'm tired
Of everything
They say I look so happy
I'm tired
Little do they know
I've trained my appearance
To be the opposite of my
Mind and my soul
I'm tired
You look happy
Well darling the answer is simple
There is a war going on inside of me
I don't know. I'm tired in a way that sleep cant fix.
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