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Cade Apr 2014
I look up at my assailants,
my breath stops in my lungs,
their eyes, there is something so wrong,
they are hollow, void of humanity,
they are, completely merciless,
there will be no prisoners, this time,
only a painful hacking away of my life,
I taste true fear, bitter and deadly,
I move back, I run,
I run with all my heart,
with all my soul,
with all of my terrified being,
away from those monsters,
away from my demise,
Lovely Dreams.
Cade Apr 2014
The thrill of the chase
To be chased
To be taken

The madness
It is all a cycle
Always
Never ending
Yet I go on
I don’t know how
Or why
Cade Apr 2014
Their eyes are laden with a sea of sadness,
Sorrowful, and old,

Their hair the brown of sweet chocolate,
With a personality alike,

They are strong, They have made it,
I will make sure they stay,

I will take that sadness,
That pain,
Even if I have to bear it,
They do not deserve it,

Why the world must do this,
I do not know,
But I will protect them,
They will protect me,
And we will weather the storm together,
No matter how hard the gale gets.
Cade Apr 2014
The poison was burning,
Burning through me,

Setting my veins on fire,
Battling my heart,

I can't stop fighting,
They're still coming,

I start to falter,
To fail,

I'm sorry,
So sorry,

My heart stutters,
The is not what I wanted,

My eyes flutter,
I can't stop it,

My limbs lay useless,
I won't be a monster,

My mind wanders,
I think of you,

My ears are blind,
I hear you,

I want to join you,
But cruel fate withholds,

My heart stops,
I sigh,
I love you,



My eyes open,
Cade Apr 2014
Ash
Ash,
A beautiful sight,
A horrific one,
Floating around like snowflakes,
Remnants of death,
And destruction,

That's what I am,
Ash,
A simple word,
Yet so full,
Of feeling,
Despair,
Hope,
The toppling of things,
A new beginning,

Ash,
Grey,  
The perfect in-between,
Tears,
Of sadness,  
Of joy,
The falling of tyrants,
The rising of new hope,
And occasionally,
Love.
This poem is completely out of control. It's one of my earlier poems from a couple years ago.
Cade Apr 2014
The fire rose before me,
a great red death,
It’s statement a finale,
of our time on Earth,

It’s searing heat crackled,
almost drowning out the yells,
the screams of the panic,
and the last attempts of the people,

I know the great death,
when I see it,
I have accepted it,
but I will continue to fight it,
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