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Crucifix Apr 2015
I've seen breath leave a body for the last time.
A miracle of a pill closing doors, never to be opened again.
A noose around my faith.
Russian roulette with my soul. With my name.
You think you understand, please don't let this be gods plan.
Not another wandering soul, not another soulless toll.
Not the price we paid not the crimes we made.
Not the guilt of joy. No survivors here.
Let me breath through my fear.
Crucifix Apr 2015
I am the devil hear me cry. I am the devil you wish me to die?
I am the devil I cannot lie.
I don't get goodbyes, no one misses me, no tears in their eyes.
I don't get to wonder why. Cause I'm the devil the prince of lies.
In shadows I make my home, my tomb is a bed of iron and stone. Watch me rise to my throne. I am more then blood. More then bone.
I am the devil, hell is my home. I live where demons roam, I make my bed with fire and ice. One or the other either will suffice.
And you can feel all my rage, flames that consume every age. I am the devil I make it so. The world will watch me grow. Like a flower in winter I only sleep now, I dream of days when the sun would shine. You with yours and me with mine.
My thoughts whenever my extended "family" decide to stop by.
Crucifix Apr 2015
I can see god playing games. Half the world in the rain. War, disease, famine; please don't let me name these pains.
And yet I see you standing there and the rain begins to leave the air. If god can make such beauty too.
So much evil can't be true.
Crucifix Mar 2015
Look at you, you seam pretty miserable too. What to do? Sky and light we don't enjoy we stay in darkness with our ****** toys.
Let the fire burn us down, no one needs to stick around. This house is ours and ours alone, no ones welcome because no ones home.
All I need is you to stay, roll in the ashes with me all day.
We will bath in our sorrow; smile for once before the morrow.
We have no need to explain pain, or the pleasure it brings to be alone in the rain, only thing we have to know is if the rain can wash us away.
Crucifix Mar 2015
You held light in your hands. Molded art from the sands, made beauty out of ash.
How did this come to pass.
Your inspired words don't amount to much ask the beasts and the birds. How they cringe away as if your darkness came to stay.
There are no shadows you can hide. We lightcasters can see inside.
Judge you for what you have done. Knife edge of the world son.
Your wickedness can't be undone. If you change a lifetime away maybe on that earth the light will find a way to let you stay.
Crucifix Mar 2015
I just envy you. I don't know why, its almost got nothing to do with you.
but deep inside I can see your light.
It seams so warm, on these lonely cold nights.
a passion for compassion, I wish I could share, instead of a mission of perdition not going anywhere.
you claim you "have no soul." But it seams to me, that through poetry your spirit flys free.
My cage is closed by choice only. I will condemn myself for all my days, fly away my dear. Please just leave me here.
Only one way I'm leaving this life. Fighting like a demon, lonely and cold in the night.
You can take your virtue and save yourself. Don't waste time on a broken toy on gods shelf.
When you see me again ill have a new cage. Won't be lonely or cold for the error of my ways.
If you visit me there with your light from above. Ill know the only regret I had was my envy of love.
Crucifix Mar 2015
Have you ever seen a rose? Why so blood red? Why so lovely? If only for a day?
Why does the skin flush the same way?
If only for a day? Why do we let our love slip away?
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