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Jan 2018 · 363
Plague
Maternal instinct dominates roaming memories
Malice penetrates innocent unborn child's womb
Sizzling hatred incinerating remnant peaceful life
Decaying emotion transcends uncontrolled rage

Catalyst cataclysm mercilessly pours tasteless vapors
Noxious clouds consume, infecting burdened victims
Flickering midnight candles cast menacing, smouldering shadows
Gelatinous possessed wax trickles, hauntingly dispersing sickness

Hollow portraits weep symphonies, illuminating desolate witness
Silhouette's elegant performance swallows morbid instruments
Frigid emptiness resonates sorrow, crawling vigilance listens
Arctic auroras shatter, corrupting thin atmospheric balance

Quivering cowardice trembles, furious tsunami stimulates unease
Drowning courage dissipates, scorching tempest fragments disease
Demonic presence pulsates misfortune, grasping stoic fleshless hands
Iridescent particles swirl, consuming corpses throughout ashen sand

Transparent embers ignite pathogens, twirling madness erupts
Translucent epidemic crumbles pillars, corrupted ashes flux
Apocalypse ages centuries, uninhabitable earth transforms
Radiation disperses ozone, looming thunderclouds form

Absolute fury explodes, collapsing fissures quake!
Corpse turns cold, freezing the soul. Awake!
Plague rains grief, channeling cracked essence
Reanimated Armageddon infuses barren existence
Date: January 5, 2018
Index: 18.0
Series: Index
Version: 1.0
I have a lot to say to you that I wish I had said before.
I say: "I love you" but I wish I had told you something more.
I wish I had told you that I appreciate everything you do for me.
If I had just one moment to reflect on my mistakes, would I be free?

In my head I tell myself that we will be together forever.
But then you come at me like we're nothing but fickle weather.
The words I said were once smooth, the finest fabric
But now they shatter like glass, creating climatic havoc

The house trembles and quakes around us as we continue to fight.
Just another fractured window broken in the dead of the night.
Objects hurled through the room you're throwing as you're crying.
Our first photo hits the glass littered floor as I fall to silence.

I'm bleeding!
I'm on my knees, I'm begging!
You're cheating!
He walks in the door, I'm yelling!
You're screaming!
I'm collapsed on the floor, I'm dying!
You're leaving!
I'm fighting to stay awake, I'm seizing!

A polished shard of perspective replicates your intense beauty.
Dancing flames of passionate anguish and emotional cruelty.
Piercing my heartbroken chest crimson trickles around the buried blade.
You flee the scene watching the blood flow around the choices you made.

Lying in a puddle of my own blood the sound of sirens begins to haunt me.
I remember when we first met, you were in college and I was a nobody.
How sad you were when I first joined the army, and I was sent overseas.
I watch the car leave the driveway...what could I have done differently?
Aug 2017 · 232
Defiance
We live in a land of contempt
Where respect is exempt
Where a belief is held
That there is no reason to Rebel

Rebellious fools end up dead
As the voices whisper with dread
As they are silenced and fed
Lies and promises instead

Liars look on with broken ideals
As they look at others as inferior beings
As they stand so high and mighty
Renegades stand against society

Betrayal and deserters they stand for whats right
As they are pitted against their own in a fight
The liars stand behind their wall
Watching as their own people take the fall

Treasonous cowards, disloyal fiends
Dishonest fighters, faithless murderers
They are made into criminals bound for the gallows
Waging horrific war against their own brothers

Corruption hides within cruel asylum
Time passes, ignited sparks forgotten
Criminals spilled shame, abandoned honor
Against the liars of righteousness

On tattered parchment, words between stains
Written in a common language, crimson pain
Never confessed, the crime of oppression
Dying flame flickered, silencing defiance
I found this on my news-feed. I wrote it back in 2015. I didn't really remember writing it, and it pretty bad so I tweaked it a little.
Aug 2017 · 254
Flesh
Stabbing her in the belly
Blood explodes like a sea
Drowning his taste buds
The sweet smell of blood

He caresses her dying body
Licking the crimson salt
Chopping off pieces
And wrapping them to go

With each stab, liquid squirts
Painting him with her lovely scent
He pulls out her intestines inch by inch
Eats them like noodles with a bit of pinch

He hangs her lifeless corpse above his own
And sleeps beneath her dripping dead form
When he awakes, he is covered in a crust
He then searches for a new victim, to fulfill his lust
Flesh [January 15, 2017]

From the archives of my insanity, returns a poem lost. Delve into the inner lust of a serial killer...
Jun 2017 · 338
Maniacal Symphony
Melodious crackling infuses, charging static atmosphere
Vibrations penetrate barriers, fragmenting celestial sphere
Rational boundaries disintegrate, chaos emerges schizophrenic
Spliced personalities splinter, psychotic rhythm reflects genetics

Dormant heredity aroused, hysteric deranged homicide
Demoniac tempo intensifies, psychopath's insanity amplified
Demonic possession harnessed, traumatic obsession distorted
Erroneous percussion horrendous, pernicious lunatic contorted

Withering consciousness diminishes, falsified intelligence deformed
Mastermind's scheme commences, cyanotic audience malformed
Quivering frequency pulsates, puncturing deafening performance
Euphoniums circulate methane, calamitous climatic chorus

Instruments composing ballad, narration foreboding demise
Anthem consecrating malice, indulged choirs cannibalize
Virulent orchestra dissipates, convulsions eviscerate harmony
Cavernous melody resonates, cultivating maniacal symphony
Maniacal Symphony [June 7, 2017]
Category: Fiction/Relative
An attempt to re-create the insanity in a disturbed mind.
May 2017 · 1.0k
Holocaust
Bleeding eclipse splatters anguish, scorching frozen terrain
Reservoir transmits despair, vaporizing humid remains
Noxious fumes plague ventilation, incinerating methane mutilates
Inhumane detonations ignite smog, dismembering shrapnel decimates

Bombardments stimulate hallucinations, assailants discharge magazines
Incendiaries barrage trenches, vulnerability flourishes disease
Artilleries eject carnage, atrocious quarantine impedes retreat
Projectiles massacre infantry, heinous airstrike parries deceit

Howitzer impersonates tempest, kamikaze technique revealed
Nautical battleships converge, perilous adversaries concealed
Submarines launch torpedoes, oblivious warships sealed doom
Submersed submersibles clash, claustrophobic vessels entomb

Drowning agony crushes depths, forsaken lagoon transforms necropolis
Aquatic daemons consume decrepit, infernal torment surrenders providence
Condemned mortals cauterize compassion, genocide exterminates consciousness
Snorkeling corpses mound topside, eradicated infestation forfeited holocaust
Holocaust [May 11, 2017]
Category: History/Fiction/Relative
What if WWII ended differently?
May 2017 · 372
Extraterrestrial
[May 8, 2017]

Iridescent particles radiate plasma, recharging static contamination
Fueling infinite constellations, projecting boundless manifestations
Nebulae mold variant patterns, clogging limitless limitations
Eloquent metallic vessels navigate, defying chaotic creation

Cosmic beings intervene passive voyage, gravitational forces surge
Electron emissions incapacitate circuits, hostile capsules converge
Pressurized lasers illuminate, accelerated photons transverse void
Noctilucent energies deflagrate, vacuum consuming alloy destroyed

Abyssal proximity swallows vast mass, bottomless absorbing singularity
Ravenous aeon mercilessly devours, malicious translucent calamity
Fathomless malevolence seethes, corrupting magnificent innocence
Tainted cosmos amplifies density, embodying absolute omnipotence

Galaxies progressively deteriorate, distorting ancient orbital trajectory
Dimensional vibrations reverberate, imploding parallel centuries
Planetary extinction disseminated, bequeathing oblivion eternal
Macrocosm matrix terminated, transmitting external extraterrestrial…
Operating System deleted.
Extraterrestrial [May 8, 2017]
Category: Fiction
How it might appear if the universe were suddenly to be "deleted".
May 2017 · 461
Power
[December 21, 2016]

He stands within the darkness of the decaying storm
Feeling the raw power of nature as it devours his form
He is a frozen statue, bound to a world of broken force
The crimes of humanity lie before him like shattered quartz

An exposed society hangs beneath dripping despair
Corruption and greed lead people with a hungering stare
Grinding their freedom and dreams into a hopeless dust
The tyrannical power is resented with a merciless disgust

With renewed vigor, the clouds burst into an explosive frenzy
Frozen swords slice the air with an unstoppable frigid intensity
He erupts with brilliance, a savior hidden behind distraught calamity
Each step an earthquake, his breath a hurricane, he bends gravity

Within his hands he holds balance, an undeniable force of power
His anger turns to vengeance, for the king who rules like a coward
His voice booms throughout the kingdom, a challenge mightier than thunder
The people watch in awe as a man stands before the king outnumbered

With a flick of his wrist, the battle is balanced
The king watches in horror, as his army is silenced
The storm surrounds the battlefield, consuming the two men
Blade meets blade as they charge each other time and again

Tornadoes rip apart the landscape, as the battle is fought
Sweat rolls from their bodies, as the world turns to frost
With each blow, the castles crumble, impenetrable walls decay
The people watch helpless as their power takes everything away

With a tremendous shout lightning explodes from the desolate sky
Striking the barren landscape where the kingdom used to reside
The inexplicable horrors of war naught but a fantasy come alive
The corrupt king drops to his knees, beaten and ready to die

A man of hatred and revenge stands victorious above the defeated king
The king grovels and whimpers, pleads for his life upon the brink
With a murderous gaze, he stabs the king through his shallow heart
He names himself the new king and the cycle of power restarts
Author Note: Got lost somewhere. Found it, sorry its a little out of order.
Power [December 21, 2016]
Category: Corruption/Relative/Fiction
Describes the "cycle" of power, how greed, envy and corruption pass through generations.
May 2017 · 316
Cardiac Arrest
[May 6, 2017]

Exhausted vacancy opens merciless gate, infinite sinking void
Distorted emotions emerge nauseous, haunted hostage destroyed
Tormented prisoner shackled, piercing thorns severing mangled reserves
Forgotten amnesia collides, asteroid disintegrating sentence served

Writhing agony reverberates melodies, sickening internal torture
Anguish hemorrhages sacred ancestry, disfigured grotesque horror
Atrocious helplessness submerges mortal, succumbing despair dismal
Grisly anticipation overwhelms, suffering exposed fragmented crystals

Indecipherable hieroglyphics erupt, wretched curse eternally afflicted
Predecessors declare origins, devastating traditions abruptly depicted
Genetic encryption deciphered, hereditary identification exhibited
Inevitable attribute reflected, obstructed arteries fatally riveted

Console interface traces, miserable entity awaits predestined termination
Comrades mourn unprecedented conclusion, condemn ruthless dictation
Statistic converges demise, executed corpse violently succumbs distress
Splattered lineage smeared, committing suicide liberated cardiac arrest
Cardiac Arrest [May 6, 2017]
Category: Relative
A poem describing the pain/fear of those who suffer from heart attacks.
May 2017 · 375
Atlantis
[May 4, 2017]

Solitary lights dimly illuminate solemn shaded streets
Casting shadows of loneliness from melancholy feet
Footsteps whisper incantations, menacing manifestations
Dripping despair submerging snare, drowning foundations

Patience thinned, ravaging whirlpools conjured necromancer
Resurrecting tortured vengeance, staining decomposed master
Retribution ignited meteorites, shards summoning disaster
Consuming ocean greedily devours, sacred voided matter

Pavement flooding, sinking utopia into wretched sea
City merging, entwined abyssal columns formed misery
Forgotten torment, misfortune suffering hopeless calamity
Nightmare desolate, devastation condemned majestic legacy

Amnesia plagues wastelands, sickening poisoned figure
Disfigured and mangled, drifting distorted memories wither
Abominations awaken, furthering demon's splattered canvas
Trenches infinite, twisted brilliance, distant forsaken Atlantis
Atlantis [May 4, 2017]
Category: Legends/Myths/Relative
1. The feeling of being forgotten, compared to the City of Atlantis.
2. A representation on the events leading to the disaster of Atlantis.
Apr 2017 · 634
Marionette Master
[April 28, 2017]

Chilling rain renders through blanketed atmosphere
Piercing mist cloaked daggers slicing empty air
Tracing lines transformed drawings conjuring life
Dancing droplets falling from puppeteer’s knife

Swirling wind becomes vicious, chaotic tornadoes
Twirling strings wrap around limbs tied to elbows
Shadows reach into shattered sky, stealing light
Charcoal breathes scattered embers, puppets ignite

Flames devour greedily, consuming wooden faces
Stains sink poisonous fangs, tainting burning stages
Blazing chasms envious, swallows dignity converting ashes
Opening shameless fissures, quaking gaping compassion

Invisible thread overflows bottomless crevice slowly cracking
Despicable burst, exploding dirt, infinite dissension stabbing
Decimated bonds, drowning dread, bleeding agony worsens
Cynical depression, guilty confession, marionette master curtained
Marionette Master [April 28, 2017]
Genre: Fiction/Relative
How it feels to have no control, to be controlled. To be a puppet.
Apr 2017 · 558
Worthless
[April 16, 2017]

Crowded streets consume hopeless dreams
Corrupted gold steals, rivers become streams
Worthless beings banished, broken by fiends
Promises laced open, arteries bleed free

Hearts pumping ink, poison-stained anguish
Quills drip onto paper, all traces vanish
Thoughts slowly disappear, a distorted canvas
Twisted madness transformed deformed misshapen sadness

Harassed cruelly, misguided torment annihilates the mind
Contained within an asylum, shackled vastness confined
Shattered emptiness swallows fear, insanity driven blind
Decay crumbles away, chains reverberate shallow decline

Deteriorating steel rusts, frozen grains resume counting time
Radioactive bars disintegrate, evaporating their sickening crime
Eroding cells collapse, withering bitter resentment forgetting lies
Fools rupture silent dread, fracturing emotional fabricated demise

Flood gates burst aside, exposing rotten corpses buried alive
Burial mounds subside, testifying denied truth deprived
Sacrifices revived, divided liars welcome falsified alibi
Until tools are in pieces, embracing awaited suicide
Worthless [April 16, 2017]
Category: Fiction/Relative
How it feels to be worthless to others
Apr 2017 · 577
Arrogance
[March 6, 2017]

I fell asleep listening to the voices
In my dying dreams I fell victim to my own poison
They tried to tell me but I was too ignorant
I wouldn't listen to anything but my arrogance

Time passes, lingering thoughts
Empty dreams, endless regrets
Pain and sorrow, shattered happiness
Broken bonds and forgotten misery

Enveloping innocent minds like a curse
I'm breaking apart, a tortured hurt
Endless tears in a bottomless pool
A waterfall of agony for a fool

The cascade of memories settles in
A canvas of dreams I no longer remember
Crumbling thoughts from a life I've left behind
Becoming something more in a land of lies

It's too late to change my mistakes
I simply bear the burden of endless hate
It's a vicious cycle of broken hearts
And I was the first to shatter apart
Arrogance [March 6, 2017]
Category: Relative
Apr 2017 · 288
Hurt
[February 23, 2017]

Dripping despair clings to strangled emotion
Pools of crimson flow through empty streets
Silent hatred stabbing from cloaked sadness
Frozen shackles bound to worthless feet

Alone in a forgotten room of fear
Moss hanging from structured torment
Powdered dust consuming the air
Sparked happiness disappears

Broken and shattered
Torn and shaken
Crumbled and fallen
Rising to heaven
Hurt [February 23, 2017]
Category: Relative/Depression
The feeling of being depressed.
Apr 2017 · 744
Obsidian Knight
[February 13, 2017]

The emerald forest radiates lustfully, humming a constant melancholy tune
Reverberating off trees of sadness, beneath the sorrow of a cold graphite moon
A storm echoes imminently, sinister clouds stretching from a frigid ruby mountain
In the center of the madness, amongst the sapphire rain, footsteps silently pounding

Her shimmering tears glisten iridescent underneath the evanescent dim moonlight
The vicious snarling follows close behind, the howling smothering her with fright
The thick, chaotic mist swirls beside her, blanketing the ground with mysterious fear
Snagged on a gnarled root, she collapses into the mud when the beasts appear

The veil dissipates around the enormous, savage shapes of starving silver wolves
Leaping towards her with jaws parted, with immeasurable furiosity uncontrolled
Her scream pierces the atmosphere as a sword suddenly materializes out of thin air
A lean man stands over the pack in triumph, the breeze blowing his long raven hair

The volatile storm rages above, further dragging reality into the depths of an abyss
The blanket of fog thickens, a bell chimes in the distance, sounding the apocalypse
No discussion, dashing through thickets in a labyrinth weaved from a song of despair
Hand in hand they are tormented by the infinite horrors of a hopeless nightmare

Lightning crackles across the ominous sky sending waves of fire through the clouds
An explosion rips apart the melody like shattered glass, siphoning the world of sound
Flaming wings emerge from shadowed obscurity, shrieking, rumbling, rolling thunder
Smoldering towards the barren battlefield transformed by ancient dwelling hunger

A malevolent silhouette reveals its unnatural presence from quiet concealed rage
Iron rattling within its grasp, a phantom riding stallions contained by leather reins
Born from corrupted suffering, their charcoal fur hidden by silky midnight manes
Crystal hooves thumping against firm, packed soil as they charge into level plains

A pillar of electricity discharges from the collision of two forces at supersonic speed
A phoenix billowing molten embers at an evil apparition and its demonic steed
Haunted chains tracing through the air, creating swirling vortexes of wind and debris
The pressure deteriorates the land, awakening a statue as mortals escape the trees

Frozen in time at the edge of blood-nourished roots, lone figures witness in awe
Hellhounds racing towards the scene with curved canines and sharp granite claws
A fierce roar splits the fabric of existence as a mighty golden serpent soars overhead
It plunges to the earth with an eruption of dirt, stimulating a potent aura of dread

Infernal demons of unknown origin clash with relentless power, using no restraint
An obsidian knight wields a wicked blade, opening wounds and splattering paint
The canvas becomes tainted, filled with unfathomable memories of forgotten peace
Oils of countless colors blend together, sentiment reflections within a crimson sea

The maelstrom intensifies, a whirlpool complete with mayhem, emotion and will
The battle is consumed by its own hatred, a grim picture stained by a poisoned quill
Water evaporates, the exhibit solidifies and the vision fades as the instruments play
Her agony gleams on amethyst cheeks as she walks into the center of endless decay

Malice snaps and tension shakes, a chasm filled with hostility breaks, infusing hate
An inferno incinerates diamond, emptying a bottomless pool of lingering fate
A distorted sculpture is formed within the horrendous tempest of mutilating torture
When sickening smoke clears, she lies within a tragic crater of a scorched orchard

Turmoil subsides, the weather calms and light beams on the war-torn earth
Deities gather near her burnt mangled corpse, finally able to feel remorse
The ashes of reincarnation flow through their fingertips, reviving innocence
She awakes to harmonious music, embraced by its blazing magnificence
Author Note: A collaboration of my previous poems within my gemstone series.

Obsidian Knight [February 13, 2017]
Category: Fantasy/Gemstone Series VI.
Apr 2017 · 308
Ruby Mountain
[January 30, 2017]

The thin crisp air suffocates their jagged pointed peaks
A slick coat of ice freezes the atmosphere where he sleeps
The frigid intensity thickens with each shallow rapid breath
Each step higher draws her closer to a hollow agonizing death

Fighting back cowardice and dread she trudges through the snow
The vicious unrelenting wind crushes her spirit with each blow
Pressing forward with frostbite eating away her form exposed
She collapses upon the summit, life draining away from her soul

The clouds shimmer a crimson hue, lightning dancing through the atmosphere
The light bursts, shattering apart the sky, enveloping the air in fear
Cloaked in ruby flames, descending with mighty gusts of channeled despair
He lands next to her, releasing a powerful cry for all the world to hear

He places a sharp beak upon her chest, presenting her with his fire
Warming her cold corpse, he breathes thoughts into selfish desires
Placing delicate wings over broken spirit, insulating her from the blizzard
Using his sheer will to protect her from the icy grasp of bitter winter

She opens her eyes, snowflakes falling upon her as she stares upon a snowy sky
Mind free of thoughts, she embraces her existence, the feeling of being alive
Upon a distant mountain peak, she sees the soft glow of brilliant ruby wings
She watches the light fade as he flies away, knowing they will meet again
Ruby Mountain [January 30, 2017]
Category: Fiction/Gemstone Series V.
A woman loses her way in the mountains, only to be saved by an unexpected friend.
Apr 2017 · 578
Emerald Forest
[January 19, 2017]

An explosion of deadly fumes and toxic volcanic ash incinerates the air
Raining furious meteors of flaming hatred bringing ruin and despair
The seething of the shattered, oozing earth boiling lava and agony
The ground crumbled and shook, only to be consumed by the sea

A haunting fog settles over blackened soot and hardened lifeless coal
Husks of shriveled burnt trees torn away from the memories of living souls
A shallow flame crackles within the hollow roots of a fallen charred tree
Beneath the dying magma hides a secret formed by a thousand degrees

The first sign of returning life, a shimmering mineral composed of chromium
Glistening in the brilliant sunlight, iridescent with hint traces of vanadium
Saplings growing from the scorched dirt, between the cracks of melted iron
Fully grown the trees sparkle glittering emerald, melded by tongues of fire

Life returns to a forest destroyed by the relentless wrath of chaotic nature
Shards of emerald become mirrors into the past, holding visions of the future
Destruction is forgotten, life moves forward in a systematic constant motion
The promise of fulfilling happiness always crushed beneath dooming erosion

The emerald forest reflects emotions of endless sorrow and timeless death
The powerful branches upholding a sacred tradition of short life and regret
Living beings are governed by the trees, draining corpses with no respect
The corrupted cycle endless, creatures unaware of the inevitable neglect
Emerald Forest [January 19, 2017]
Category: Fiction/Nature/Gemstone Series IV
A story describing the beautiful, but destructive cycle of nature.
Apr 2017 · 334
Sapphire Rain
[January 12, 2017]

An invisible girl walks slowly down a solemn path at midnight
The sapphire rain shimmering in the moon's delicate dim light
The moisture clinging to the air with a grasp colder than death
Shadows of twisted trees looming over her gasping for breath

Her thin raven hair twirls with her head as she turns
A mighty gust of air swirls towards her like a storm
Vines laced with corrupted thorns slice apart her attire
Branches of spite force her into the mud with evil desire

Exposed to the lust of the damp air beneath a waning moon
Her clothing lying in ****** tatters next to her open wounds
The roots of malevolent silhouettes pin her to the wet ground
Using her until she is an empty husk to be eventually found

The wicked shadows of a sleepless night slowly creep away
The sun sheds light on a secret fight lying naked like clay
Solidifying in place, like a statue forgotten, ravaged by time
She cries with the sapphire rain, beneath the branches of a lonely pine
Sapphire Rain [January 12, 2017]
Category: Fiction/Relative/Gemstone Series III.
A story about a girl feeling transparent to the world around her.
Apr 2017 · 579
Graphite Moon
[January 1, 2017]

Silver fur glistening beneath waning moonlight
Creeping shadows slithering like crumbling granite
Decaying trees of withering bark concealing silent assassins
Surrounding their prey with glowing fangs of dripping acid
 
Blood mist of clouding poison clinging to victim's lungs
An unsettling fog of fear chasing like pounding drums
Swirling haze of endless chaos embedding natural instinct
Inevitable starving darkness dealing choking death instant
 
Lost within a labyrinth of gnarled trees a young boy travels alone
Beneath the cruel twisted branches, under a cold graphite moon
A deep ancient anger growls from deep within the forest
Haunted roots draw from tainted soil of hatred nourished
 
Jet black fur concealed by silky midnight manes
Pulling carts of flickering lanterns and leather reins
A silhouette clutching the sinking depths of the abyss
Rattling chains reverberating off thoughts forging apocalypse
 
Chilling howling rendering through the still night air
Ominous rustling leaves playing instruments of despair
The pounding of small footsteps and the rasp of rapid breathing
Followed by creatures snarling, the scrape of metal and piercing screaming
 
The wretched path twists and turns, ends of the infinite maze meet
A child stands face to face with silver wolves without retreat
The thundering of crystal hooves rumbles in the stormy distance
Stallions invisible in the night reveal their secret existence
 
Natural beings of silver and silk, flesh and bone
Dragged into a work of art more rugged than solid stone
Within this forest only one creature can be heard playing a tune
The silver wolves singing their song beneath the graphite moon
Graphite [January 1, 2017]
Category: Fiction/Fantasy/Short Story/Gemstone Series II.
A boy is lost within a dangerous forest, chased by wolves and all that exists is painted by the “graphite moon”.
Apr 2017 · 2.4k
Gemstone Serpent
[December 30, 2016]

A brilliant statue of golden illuminated scales dances effortlessly in the sky
Twisting and turning like a bird changing air currents as if it were alive
Enormous in it's stature it blocks out the sun with powerful wings of luminosity
Flames of a dozen colors lick the air, sizzling with a hint of animosity

An evil shadow shrouds the village as the gemstone serpent soars overhead
Roaring with a thousand echoing voices, the world turns silent with dread
With a sudden shift in posture, it dives like a freshly loosed flaming arrow
The people scatter like ants beneath its hungry gaze, calling for their hero

Like a meteor, the serpent crashes into the earth with an explosion of dirt
Tendrils of fire stream from the crater as the houses erupt in bursts
Unseen mangled screams of anguish fill the scene from covered smoke
With a flap, a gust and a roar of fury, it separates air from choking cloak

Villagers stare in awe at the legendary creature standing ominously before them
Scales of crimson ruby glisten behind a furious glare of murderous intent
One brave villager steps forward, adorned in polished silver mail
The hero draws a sword, raises his shield and prepares to fail

The dragon charges forward, lashing out with tooth and claw
The knight lunges back, narrowly missing a bite from its maw
It spits fire of molten lava, melting the armor to his skin
Burning alive inside his armor, his flesh sizzles beneath his grin

Defeated and broken, he places his sword into the earth
Stumbling and shaking, he limps to the burning church
He returns with a large ruby stone in his trembling arms
He places the egg at it's mother's feet, safely unharmed

The crimson dragon solidified into a glimmering golden statue
Caressing her ruby egg against her breast, love forever true
The legends tell not a tale of a ferocious and unstoppable creature
But of a gemstone serpent, who wanted to protect her piece of nature
Author Note: The first of my "Gemstone" Series.
Gemstone Serpent [December 30, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Fantasy/Gemstone Series I.
A story about a dragon whom destroys a village in an attempt to save her child.
Apr 2017 · 401
City of Angels
[December 29, 2016]


A city of angels lies within a majestic cloud of honor
Where graceful melodies spread wings of boundless valor
Protecting the innocent with their pure love and devotion
Bringing divine judgment on those who pour blood in the ocean

Hearts untainted, undisputed golden emotion
Eyes brighter than the sky, more blue than ice frozen
An explosion of passion erupts from their arms with a vigorous intensity
Shining with an exposed brilliance projecting immense fate and destiny

With unjust laws the tainted humans tear apart a once beautiful land
Building mountains of unspeakable evil, turning corruption into wastelands
Weapons of horrific power rip the stained ground asunder
Entire species erased from the world like ashes from thunder

Castles of merciless destruction defend the *****
While armies of vengeance march as if they are unworthy
They tremble and shake, shatter they break
Many lives crumble beneath the lies of a fake

The world falls to darkness, a swirling cloud of evil and hate
Demons born from malice, claws soaked they annihilate
Targeting the weak, they ****, they maim, mutilate
The angels descend, wings unfurled, they radiate

The radiant beings engage the demons, enter the fray
Putting their immortality aside, protecting the slain
They restore peace and harmony, return law and order
They defeat the demons and purify the ruby water

With glorious majesty they fly unto the heavens
Taking the selfless with them, giving their blessings
The dishonest were cursed, tossed into an everlasting descent
Doomed to absorb the suffering of all those they had oppressed
City of Angels [December 29, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Myths/Religious
A battle between right and wrong, demons and angels, earth and humanity.
Apr 2017 · 259
Imagination
[December 12, 2016]

The frozen landscape molds around a haunting shadowed figure
It shapes with his emotion, not alive but a mere whisper
Echoing in the silence of the night, as snow gently falls
Reverberating off leafless trees gasping to a halt

The world becomes isolated beneath winter's frigid gaze
Colder than death, slower than time, all will decay
A barren field of icy trees surrounds his entire being
As an explosion of light bursts life into a world freezing

Everything begins to melt beneath the might of the sun
He stands as a beacon, reviving a world of none
Flowers ravish a forgotten landscape with newfound beauty
Animals breathe once more with an instinctual duty

As the years pass, he still stands within a sheltered glade
A forest of fulfillment envelops him, and the world he made
Forever a statue, watching his creation through the ages
And at his feet lies an open book with infinite pages
Imagination [December 12, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Relative
How it would appear to read an author writing a story, as if the setting was located inside the reader's mind.
Apr 2017 · 252
Demons
[December 7, 2016]

He stands, trapped in frozen time with an absent mind
Lost within the infinite echoes of his own demise
His life a script, written by demons of twisted fate
A prisoner pinned beneath his own wretched hate

Swirling, chaotic darkness swallows his entire being
Wrapping him in a cloak of a forgotten meaning
Stabbing with daggers coated in drowning misery
Burning his dreams with an unrelenting agony

The shackles rip the skin from his decaying flesh
The blood drips from his wounds so tender and fresh
His heart bursts from the pain of an endless suffering
His soul being choked by his demons, suffocating

With eyes painted with the blood of his silence
He stands against his demons for hopeless penance
An unbreakable wall of guilt stands undefeated before him
An unstoppable army charges forward with power and sin

His spine snaps like a leafless twig in a storm
His pathetic body exposed in mangled form
He collapses within his own mind, defeated and broken
To the outside world he sheds a tear from merciless torture

Alone and bitter, he walks with false serenity
Disfigured, separated from a corrupt society
Never looking back, for death eagerly waits
For his demons to return the written fate
Demons [December 7, 2016]
Category: Fiction
Apr 2017 · 361
Forgotten
[November 13, 2016]

Returning from the doctor you were told
Your whole life has begun to unfold
All you've worked for is fading away
Not even your memories will be safe from decay

An irreversible disease makes your brain wither
Like a dying plant stranded in cold weather
Forgetting the years like they've never happened
One day you'll wake up feeling abandoned

You don't realize you've all but forgotten
Those who surround you, know you are falling
They do all they can to help you remember
Your broken memories shatter like your temper

You scream and shout, you lose all control
You can't understand, you are never alone
We do all we can, we let you yell at the unknown
And when you are spent, we help you let go

The years have passed, time forever more
You've forgotten us, and everyone from before
We'll always be at your side, until the very end
It'll be our turn to remember, you were our friend
Forgotten [November 13, 2016]
Category: Disease/Relative
Describes a person suffering from Alzheimer's disease and the affect it has on the patient's loved ones.
Apr 2017 · 286
Canvas
[October 21, 2016]

Moonlight paints her face within the darkness
Shadows grasp her with a forgotten beauty
A silence nobody can hear without listening
Etched on a distorted canvas of blurred emotions

She haunts with echoes of her tortured misery
Suffering alone in the recesses of her agony
Nobody will save her, a nightmare within reality
An imagination of the horrors reoccurring for infinity

She exists only within the darkness of your soul
She is who you are, someone with no control
Emotions painted black in a world shrouded
The mist blanketing your mind until you drown

Velvet black hair that flows like invisible ink
Only your own reflection within her eyes you can see
The shining crystals drip like mirrors of emotion
Each drop containing her true undying devotion

And when you awake, you'll find yourself trembling
You'll see her face, but won't remember entirely
Within this endless waking nightmare you'll feel a forgotten fear
One day you'll turn around, and find she is no longer here
Canvas [October 21, 2016]
Category: Reflection/Relative
Describes the feeling of how it would be to wake up, and no longer recognize who you are.
Apr 2017 · 282
Impaired Judgment
[October 15, 2016]

Slithering like hot blood it slowly trickles
The senses annihilated, ever so fickle
It craves for you, corrupts your fevered mind
It speaks for you, leaves you tipsy and blind

Within this haunting nightmare you laugh
It's all just a game, frozen time to pass
This burning liquid seeps naught but lies
Poisoning you with its dense tricks and rye

All is a stumbling blur, you just chuckle away
As you turn the ignition, you don't think to stay
You think you're just fine, all will be okay
You're going too fast, there will be a price to pay

As you open your eyes, your vision is faded and cloudy
The light blinds you, people talk much too loudly
Your head pounds as they ask you hundreds of questions
You distinctly realize their hollow aggression

When I open my eyes I gather my surroundings
A white room filled with many people standing
With white coats, blue uniforms, an angry man scowling
They see I'm awake and rush to me smiling

They shake my hand, greet me with sorrow and worry
My mother crying, my father scowling with a look of fury
I realize I'm not the only one here, there's yet another
Abandoned and alone, secluded in the next bed over

It's only then that I notice something is missing
My legs are gone, forgotten stumps, feeling distant
Memories of the night before fill my once empty head
A head on collision with another driver, I should be dead

But she was with me, where is she now?
Is she okay, can I kiss her brow?
I start to freak out, the heart monitor beeps rapidly
They try to calm me down, all goes black instantly

Everyone screams, you hear the alarm in their voices
As they try to revive the man who had no choices
Suddenly a woman's voice cries, agonizing and painful
As they failed to recover the man who was unstable

An elderly man is in your room now, arms around your neck
It takes several others in blue uniforms to hold him back
Her wailing can be heard over the screaming and violence
As she grieves her loss, the whole room falls to silence

You thought the liquor was the answer to your rough nights
As you sit alone in a jail cell, you realize it wasn't worth your time
But you know this is where you belong, your actions, you always regret
For the man and woman you killed, and the child who never got to live
Impaired Judgment [October 15, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Relative
A story about a person who drinks and drives, killing a family in a head on collision.
Apr 2017 · 679
Broken Dreams
[October 12, 2016]

Standing a blank slate before you, an infinite wait
This sorrow deepens within me, here I forever stay
Streaming down my broken face, tears fill my eyes
Rendered in two, my heart still follows your lies
 
Forgetting who I am, I continue to chase after you
I ignore my dreams, I will die a forgotten fool
My past haunts behind me, reminding me of my place
But still I press forward, I've forgotten my fate
 
The years pass by, you disappear from my life
I watched you fade away, as hollow as the night
Depressing thoughts, echo through my entire being
I try to move on, but I still chase an empty dream
 
I've reached my goals, but I failed my happiness
I chose my life over yours, ending in loneliness
And in my sleep I continue to endlessly weep
As I continue chasing you, inside my broken dreams
Broken Dreams [October 12, 2016]
Category: Love/Realism
A story about a man who lives within his dreams, forever loving the woman he lost.
Apr 2017 · 556
Scorching Sun
[September 20, 2016]


The world lies beneath the desolate scorching sun
Within this barren wasteland, beneath the eyes of one
The tyrant watches, saving the lives of none
He watches them burn, beneath his evil thumb
 
Burning into ashes under solemn authority
They are slaves, being sold like property
They weep and beg for freedom and equality
But their lives are forfeit in this land of liberty
 
Living his life, his last name is a lie
He grew up in slavery, beneath the flaming sky
At a helpless age, he was bought by a rich family of five
They worked him like a slave, he always wondered why
 
When he comes of age, he's finally free from oppression
He receives some papers, furthering the deception
The sun's rays shine a light upon a few words
He is adopted, his parents transparent in his world
 
He asks the corrupted tyrant but his broken laws forbid
He has no real rights, because his parents didn't want a kid
He will never know his real name, his whole life a charade
He stands broken beneath the scorching sun, with no name
Scorching Sun [September 20, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Relative
Describes the similarities between slavery and adoption.
Apr 2017 · 576
Torture
[September 9, 2016]
[Viewer Discretion Advised]


Shimmering rays of light shine into a room hidden in t­he darkness
Sweat glistening like crystals off an invisible form ­hiding within silence
A crimson puddle sparkles beautifully benea­th the broken tortured
figure
The iron reverberates from shackles­ of a brilliant metallic silver

Within the tortured silence the ­distinct sound of dripping can be heard
The crimson trickles over­ cold stone, reflecting infinite hurt
His breathing mirrors his m­emories filled with a forgotten pain
The unbearable agony he conf­esses confines him more than his
restraints

His consciousness fl­ares as a hollow silhouette enters the disturbing
room
The spark ­blinds his exposed eyes as electricity illuminates the sinister
t­omb
Laid upon a blood-stained table lies tortured tools of meanin­gless
torment
He closes his eyes, preparing to face his inevitabl­e death with false
content

The serial killer walks towards the b­roken figure slumped against the
basement wall
He grabs a metal s­calpel from the aluminum table, before approaching his favorite d­oll
He rips the torn shirt from the victim's torso, exposing his ­muscular,
tender flesh
He drives the scalpel into the abdomen of ­the
tortured soul, hot blood runs fresh

His tightened muscles convulse in response to the aff­licted anguish
Growling in an act of mighty defiance, he strains ­against his own
languish
His mutilated skin shreds, blood explode­s from his mangled wrists
In a snap, his bindings shatter in a in­comprehensible mass of lacerated fists

His splintered lineage dr­ips into a useless heap upon the frozen floor
He limps towards th­e executioner, blinded by rage, his wounds he
ignores
The murdere­r laughs menacingly beneath his obscure concealed mask
Grabbing a­ sledgehammer, the killer breaks the survivor's knee with a
reson­ating crack

Laying his prey upon the blood-stained table, the to­rmentor begins to
operate
He whistles eerily in the empty stone r­oom as his cutting begins to 
mutilate
The suffering hostage watc­hes as his blood splatters against the crooked surgeon
He fades i­n and out of consciousness as the ruthless criminal begins anothe­r insertion

The evil tools render through the slave, blood burst­ing from veins as he slowly chops
Arteries are laced open, blood ­spraying into the air like fountains 
running non-stop
The meat i­s minced, the gore squirts across the forgotten room with a 
new-­found energy
The bones are sliced, the marrow is scraped out with­ a metal pick ever
 so cleverly

Heart still beating, organs inta­ct, the surgeon cauterizes the open 
bleeding
He grabs a hammer a­nd chisel, and drives it into the spine, the slave is beaten
Spin­e fractured, paralyzation imminent, the butcher begins his final ­
progression
He tears open slave's abdomen with his bare hands an­d pulls out his 
intestines

The hot blood turns cold, the tortur­ed reaches his inevitable demise
With chains and hooks, he hangs ­the broken body like laundry to dry
He cleans the room, the blood­-stained table is the only evidence that 
remains
Inside the secr­et slaughterhouse that contains human meat for the 
sadistic insa­ne
Author Note: My apologies for the weird formatting on this one. The lines were just really long.

Torture [September 9, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Relative/Torture
A graphic story about the torture of a man.
Apr 2017 · 246
Kingdom
[September 5, 2016]



He stares deep into the heart of a transparent mirror of hate
The almighty power of the ancients reflect his wretched fate
They project a morbid future, piled with the bodies he slayed
He is a horrific hero, bound to a world that has forever decayed

He disposes of all his malevolent weapons of agony and grief
He renounces his sword and title, enlightened with nature and belief
He preaches of peace and harmony to a world of malicious authority
His kingdom is invaded by a crusade of the heartless for superiority

For he cannot govern an everlasting kingdom with passion and devotion
Love is for the powerless, a Kingdom could never last with petty emotion
His enemies feed on his inability to rule with absolute dominance
They lay siege to his castles, eventually his kingdom falls to consequence

He walks over to a broken window, it can no longer reveal his reflection
His castle lies in ruin, ramparts shattered by poisonous aggression
He walks to the courtyard, retrieving an evil blade from a crumbled soldier
And faces his enemy, anticipating his arrival with an arrogant composure

In formation, a thousand strong stand before him as the ancients depicted
The oracle is never wrong, two sides collide with each other as predicted
He stands as a message, wishing for prosperity within a hopeless world
His dreams crumble, imperfect in design his nightmares are born with one word

His majestic banners lie tattered, the bodies burn in unforgiving mounds
The crusade marches home, trampling the forgotten dead into the ground
They were never buried, his lessons of tranquility were lost in conflict
For there will never be true unity, as long as men crave power and profit

Even though he had fought for serenity, righteousness and justice
The ignorant world sided with the lies of men who couldn't be trusted
For it is the government of man who decides the fate of his subjects
They fight for their corrupted kingdom, sent to war like disposable insects
Kingdom [September 5, 2016]
Category: Fiction
A story about a king who tries to govern and rule a kingdom with only peace and love.
Apr 2017 · 393
The Butcher
[August 30, 2016]
[Viewer discretion is advised.]

He carves her body with his blood-stained Knife
He laughs as she bleeds, as he takes her life
He chops the meat up, wraps it by the slice
Puts it in the freezer, buried in the ice
 
They wonder where she went, she's still missing on the news
But she's dead, they're searching for evidence being consumed
The meat so tender, he wears her scent like a perfume
While he devours her, the police cancel their pursuit
 
He finds another victim, walking alone at night
He creeps up behind her, She doesn't put up a fight
She awakes in a basement, blood visible in the dim light
Crimson trickles from a table, wrapped meat stacked tight
 
The butcher walks slowly down his dusty stairs
She pulls at her chains, after seeing his apron and wares
He grabs his blood-stained knife and walks towards her
He stabs her in the chest, and starts cutting without a word
 
She screams and fights, but loses too much blood
She dies with a look of horror on her face, her head drops with a thud
He carves the meat after having his delicious fun
Alone in his basement, he eats with the rising sun
The Butcher [August 30, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Torture/Relative
1. A graphic story about a serial killer who is also a cannibal
2. Can be related to real life incidents of serial killers and cannibals
Apr 2017 · 234
Escape
[August 26, 2016]

Frozen inside an iron shell he hates
He lies frozen in time battling his fate
He cannot move, paralyzed he is awake
In a white room they watch him and wait
 
His family stare at him with sorrow and regret
They don't know he can see them watch and accept
The lab coats look at him with ever growing disgust
In hushed whispers, his accidental death they discuss
 
Within his broken mind he battles his growing fear
He fights an unseen enemy, holding him inside a sphere
A ball of thought holds him captive within a useless shell
As if his body were held in place by an evil spell
 
The lab coats group in the room with an evil scheme
They add something to the medicine, then leave him to dream
He lies silently, he awaits his inevitable death
But instead, the dead once more draw breath
 
He breaks the bindings, he tears out cords
He removes the wires, he runs like a corpse
He opens the door, the lab coats run and scream
He stabs them with a pen and slaughters the scene
 
With blood splattered against his clothes
He runs to the light, returning to the life he knows
He escapes his coma, reunites with his enemy
He collapses in front of his family, dying from ketamine
Escape [August 26, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Medical Conditions
A man trapped in a coma is aware of everything around him. The doctors scheme to **** him, and he attempts to escape.
Apr 2017 · 281
Grief
[August 20, 2016]

Her crystal tears fall, masked by the cold rain
The sky matches her misery, her sorrow and pain
She walks slowly up to the person she used to call friend
All the years she had planned, came to an abrupt end

 She looks upon his picture, her vision broken by tears
She pictures holding his hand, remembers his laughter in her ears
She smiles at the painted picture, watching him smile down
And breaks down once more, drowning within her infinite doubt

 She stands next to the beautiful wood, looking upon his cold face
She reaches out to his lifeless hands, holding them forever in place
Her tears drop onto his new suit he never got to wear
She kneels next to him, giving him her one final prayer

 She stands next to him for a long, silent while
Until she is told, it is time for the final goodbye
She will never again see this man's face
For no picture can ever capture his beauty or grace

 He is buried beneath the pouring rain
The world cries with her, they all feel her pain
She walks away after giving him a final kiss
She weeps for him, and the years he will miss

 She closes her eyes, holding him in her embrace
She holds his hand, welcoming the warmth and escape
The vision slowly fades and once more she is alone
Until it is her time, he'll never again come home
Grief [August 20, 2016]
Category: Relative
Story about a woman who buries the man she loved.
Apr 2017 · 309
Victim
[August 18, 2016]

She quietly walks down a broken path of fear
Nothing but the rustle of leaves in her ears
Her steps echo forever down twisted trees so near
The branches silently reach towards her from the rear
 
A blood mist settles in, blinding her way
The evil branches close in, forcing her to stay
The path becomes a forgotten memory, a labyrinth of fate
Gnarled like the trees, her screams trapped beneath her weight
 
Pinned to the frozen ground, the blood begins to pool
Torn and broken from the sinister trees so cruel
Her clothing ripped, she is exposed like a tool
Her tears fall as she screams and fights the ghoul
 
She is a victim to man, flesh man's disease
Many rush towards her broken figure with unease
They run past the criminal, hiding within the trees
To witness the blood that had trickled to her knees
 
She wasn't the first, she cannot be the last
For it will happen in the future, just like in the past
There will always be another victim, another to be gashed
For they will always exist, silently stabbing in the back
Victim [August 18, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Relative/Crime
A story about a woman who is a **** victim.
Apr 2017 · 256
Stains
[August 16, 2016]

Her tears fall like glistening rain
Shimmering in brilliance, mirroring her pain
Her suffering revealed with drops that stain
Depression is laid open, showers from her veins

 He stands behind her, watching her silent struggle
He sees the dripping blood, but ignores the puddle
She stands with a knife, ready to crumble
He doesn't move, he watches her stumble

 Alone in her life, she slowly cuts away
Hoping to heal, but the wounds remain
And behind her he stands far too late
He watches her cut, but thinks she's okay

 The wounds get deeper, her sorrow deepens
She keeps getting weaker from her demons
She hides behind a smile, behind broken feelings
Until her weeping turns into eternal dreaming 

She is gone, but a stain remains
Upon the floor lies her broken chains
Alone in the doorway he mirrors her pain
Blood drips again in this world of stains
Stains [August 16, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Depression/Relative
Describes the mask the depressed can wear, the affect it has on that person, and the people around them.
Apr 2017 · 777
Anguish
[July 25, 2016]

Staring into their lifeless eyes
He is ready for his inevitable demise
The victims of slaughter splattered against the wall
Their lifeless hands reach towards him from beneath the hall

The corpses cold, filled with endless malice
They corner him, trap him within their madness
Shivering beneath their demonic icy grasp
Their voices rasp like shattering glass

Infinite anguish forever fills his memories
They remind him of their life, death and forgotten misery
The pain caused by torture, the cycle of hatred and regret
They force him into their nightmare, his lies he must confess

Their judgment stands above him, ghosts of the written past
Within his guilt, despair falls upon him with infinite mass
Refusing to repent from the endless suffering and agony
They push him down, ignoring the laws of physics and gravity

Through the stone and earth, they push him through the dirt
Falling into an abyss, absorbing all the pain and hurt
Lower and lower, he burns within the fires of the earth
They separate his body and soul, ****** for all he’s worth

Within the myths and legends, he is a villain
He is lost to the world, trapped within his prison
For eternity, he is doomed to burden the world’s pain
For he must atone for their anguish, those he had slain
Anguish [July 25, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Myth
1. A story about a man who must pay for sins he committed.
2. Can represent myths about demons in the underworld, Hades, etc.
Apr 2017 · 266
Guilty
[July 19, 2016]

Shackled by the guilt of another
He stares at the blank wall, devoid of any color
Bleak walls of stone surround his entire being
Everyday he stands trial, taking another man’s beating

For in this world, they promise innocence before guilt
But instead, you are taken prisoner for a crime you didn’t commit
Guilt before innocence in a world surrounded by lies
Another rots in a prison, suffering a liar’s demise

Corruption and greed, faking innocence
The wealthy overpower the poor and innocent
Hands tainted, stained with the blood from their citizens
The government ignores its flaws, feigns ignorance

One by one, the guilty stand undefeated and tall
As yet another prisoner is laid to rest, staring at those walls
A banner of truth and justice, corrupted by greed
Taxes and money lay to waste in a land that was never free

He walks down a hallway of falsehood, filled with pain and regret
Thinking of the life he could have had, the time he could have spent
They open an iron door and lead him into an empty room with a chair
As he is sentenced to death, the guilty walk free without a care
Guilty [July 19, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Relative
A story about the flaws within the justice system.
Apr 2017 · 213
Misery
[June 18, 2016]

The abyss within the sky burns with streams of lightning
The rain falls, soaked in blood, a shining crimson
The wind howls raging with the roaring thunder
One man stands alone, at its flaming center

Tears of misery stream down her broken face
A storm so beautiful, falling out of place
She wields steel, dripping and tainted
She has raw power, he has come to claim it

He stands within her violent wrath
Tornadoes tearing at him, into his past
She suffers before him, crying in agony
Tortured by his memories, by her own misery

She controls the storm with her emotions
He seeks destruction, pain and ruin
She stands before him, a goddess of nature
He stands a man, who fights for his desire

They clash, they shatter, they break
Their dance brings them together, blade to blade
Their steel reverberates with a sound of piercing light
Their fight breathes life into the dark of the night

Their battle is over, but it never ends
Their emotions clash, but never bends
A thousand years of crying, fighting, infinite misery
For she is the thunder and he is the lightning
Misery [June 18, 2016]
Genre: Fiction/Myth
1. A story that describes people as the embodiment of thunder and lightning.
2. Based on myths that place gods as the embodiment of nature.
Apr 2017 · 256
Pain
[July 15, 2016]

He lives within the tortured recesses of his soul
Inside the darkness, where no one can stroll
Dwelling within a faceless world divided by fear
He would know this pain, but can no longer feel

An emotionally dead silhouette divided from society
No words reach him, he is forever cloaked in anxiety
Suffering within his mind, an everlasting war of pain
Inside this meaningless world, his emotions are slain

Between the searing winds and the raging tide
Inside the agony of his shallow tortured mind
Locked in a battle between right and wrong
Inside his misery is where he belongs

His transparent eyes consumed by forgotten despair
In the depths of his pain, within his own nightmare
An endless plague, filled with rotting decay and the heartless
To fight against ignorance, torment and pain within silence

For he is a prisoner, shedding blank tears of compassion
For a real world, he fights to bring salvation
For this poisoned world, tonight he breaks his chains
All he desires, is to free the world from pain
Author Note: Contains the titles of my previous works.

Pain [July 15, 2016]
Genre: Fiction/Collaboration
A story about a man who feels the pain and suffering of those around him.
Apr 2017 · 232
Fear
[July 11, 2016]

As he stands alone in the expanding dark
A sense of morbidity clings to his heart
He can feel it growing, threatening despair
This is how it ends, this is his cage of fear

In the nightmare he walks alone in forgotten silence
Only his gasping breath is heard within his blindness
On a path of sorrow and pain he slowly treads
Each step bringing him closer to that he dreads

Visions of death and lies linger in his scattered thoughts
He confronts his life, consumed in what he wrought
For he realizes within his nightmare, he is to blame
His very existence brought naught but everlasting shame

From the very beginning he was a mistake
He was never meant to exist, he was a fake
Now that lies are gone and cover is blown
He walks away from the life he has always known

He reaches the end of the path, only darkness awaits
He looks over his shoulder, and takes a leap of faith
Nobody tried to stop him, they couldn’t know, couldn’t hear
He belongs to his nightmare now, he gave in to his fear
Fear [July 11, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Depression/Relative
A man who fears his entire life is a lie commits suicide.
Apr 2017 · 250
Decay
[July 10, 2016]

The battlefield lies in a barren ruin
Men who once lived, now but an illusion
A memory long forgotten, written in history
Their corpses forever etched with marks of misery

As time passes, the years forevermore
The battlefield remains a scar, broken and torn
The evidence of violence a hollow reminder
No matter the age, we are never wiser

The word is locked in a state of decay
An infinite cycle of hatred, lies and the betrayed
Men who’ve sworn their lives to the power of the insane
To fight against an enemy, led by the same charade

They **** and maim, flesh and bone
They stab and break, tear down stone
They ****** nonchalant, under a banner of lies
More families shattered, everlasting demise

The battlefield crimson, soaked with new blood
The bodies of the brave, tossed into the mud
A mountain of decay, forever it is endless
Never forgotten, for memories are deathless
Decay [July 10, 2016]
Category: Relative
Describes the never-ending cycle of war and pain.
Apr 2017 · 888
Faceless
[July 9, 2016]

Consumed within immense anguish he fabricates
A feeling of lifeless dread he cannot erase
A victim of madness, his sorrow and fate
He stares at a forgotten corpse with no face

He hears the skeleton whisper his name
Like being dead is nothing but a game
The whispers echo, like an endless scream
The faceless haunts his every dream

The expressionless gaze leaves him powerless
Against his shame within corrupt conscience
Passively struggling without emotion
Regret builds like an infinite ocean

The mass of guilt crushes his strength
He cannot fight the impossible strain
He forfeits his freedom and gives his life
For the faceless ghost that brings him strife

The forsaken mystery was never resolved
The remains were gone, the blood dissolved
In the end, it turned out the faceless
Was never really a corpse at all
Faceless [July 9, 2016]
Category : Fiction/Reflection/Relative
A story that describes the feeling of guilt.
Mar 2017 · 269
Under the Bed
[July 6, 2016]

Flames of war burns within his eyes
As he watches his brothers and sisters die
Helpless and alone, without any strength
He cannot change his parents fate

The criminals **** and steal for selfish gain
Ignoring the child hiding behind his pain
Under the bed, he watches their feet
As they slaughter his family with deceit

He cries, breaking silence for his loss
As three walk away from broken laws
His home destroyed, his family dead
He ferments in sorrow, under the bed

As he lies face-down in his grief, the years pass
He is corrupted, tormented by the shattering of glass
The fire burning within his eyes begins to grow
Until a scheme of revenge and hatred unfold

Hidden in the shadows of darkness, he hunts
Until he finds the criminals he must confront
Another child, hiding behind his fear
Helpless to save those he holds dear

The criminals set the fire ablaze
Robbing and stealing in the craze
Until a forgotten man shatters through a broken door
The criminals staring eye to eye with the child they ignored

As he walks forward, the man stabs the first
As he cleans the blade, a teen quenches his thirst
Blood dripping from his hands, he nears the last
And the child finally conquers his past

The cycle of hatred has ended, the criminals put to flaming justice
From the fire and burning ashes, he walks into a world of numbness
A broken child stands beneath the raging inferno engulfing his future
And a man walks away from his past, hand in hand with someone precious
Under the Bed [July 6, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Relative
A story about a child who witnesses the ****** of his family and his thirst for revenge.
Mar 2017 · 313
Torment
[June 8, 2016]

The rain falls from clouds of misery
Painting the world in mists of agony
Creating oceans of darkening decay
The world is lost under skies of fate

Slowly the world drowns in it’s fears
As each day passes, so do the years
Holding corpses of the ones they held dear
In shades of gray, they shed their crimson tears

The plague spreads with fires of torment
One by one, more fall to regret
Too many to bury, they cremate and neglect
The depression builds, it snaps, pain becomes too immense

They charge at its heart, severing arteries
They break it's walls, shattering its memories
Stabbing and tearing, they **** treachery
As everything crumbles, so do the centuries

Now all is quiet, the world laid to waste
So it can all be rebuilt, in a land of peace
Men, women and children, all has been torn and broken
To break them away, to show what couldn't be spoken

Hand in hand, they walk from a war of regret
A world so cold and empty, all must be rebuilt
For they couldn't take anymore of this pain and neglect
All had to perish, to free the lives of the oppressed
Torment [June 8, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Relative
A story about the similarities of war and plague, and how both destroy the lives of everyone involved.
Mar 2017 · 288
Instinct
[May 31, 2016]

He is an animal, hunting to sate his craving hunger
He sea­rches for his prey beneath the roaring thunder
Instinct drives hi­m, it saves him from falling under
He finds his prey, sleeping in­ a peaceful slumber
 
His instinct drives him, it changes his sen­ses
He stalks closer, wary and defensive
As he approaches, he gro­ws more apprehensive
He feels the vibes, the tightening tension
 ­
Crouching down he searches for the threat
He finds himself on a ­thin line, an invisible thread
He locates the enemy, the battle h­as been set
Feeling fear, his actions he soon regrets
 
His insti­nct let him down, it pulled him under
It put him in an impossible­ position, broke his cover
His enemy had no instinct, something n­ew, a wonder
His opponent could think, it followed it’s hunger
Instinct [May 31, 2016]
Category: Misc
A story about the birth of man.
Mar 2017 · 309
Nightmare
[May 29, 2016]

Blood drips in an abyss of despair
Alone he sits in the darkness of his nightmare
The corpses of his greed lay beneath his stare
His demented mind swallowed in a cage of fear

Within the raging sea lies his mind
Storms of hatred, keep him confined
His madness slowly becoming part of his design
More victims pile as he becomes more refined

As the crimson stains an ocean of pain
He becomes part of this world lost in chains
As the blood spills, his lust is sustained
He falls victim to infinite shame

The mental binds of resentment hold him fast
Beneath his agony, a pain impossibly vast
He crawls beneath a burden of infinite mass
He trembles and shakes, shatters like glass

Broken and beaten, his hollow heart still beats
He opens his eyes, as he lies upon his sheets
His nightmare consumed him, it made him weak
Until his blade of mercy left a red streak
Nightmare [May 29, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Relative
A story about a man who gives in to the torment within his mind.
Mar 2017 · 404
Desire
[May 28, 2016]

Surrounded by a crowd of envy
He stood in the center of its greed
As everyone fought for power in a frenzy
He watched as they made themselves bleed

The weakness of man, their desire
Always unhappy, looking for something more
No matter how much they are admired
Their greed is the center of their core

One man’s ambition was power
With a mighty army, all were at his mercy
With his desire, the land he did scour
Until another came with his mighty navy

One man was raised by a poor family
Wanting more, he stole from the wealthy
He cheated and killed, for naught but money
Until he was betrayed in turn, by his own buddy

One man found a woman to marry
But he desired more, he wanted many
He tried to buy another, with his money
He lost everything, when he already had plenty

And alone in the center of their desire
Stands one man, who cannot be made into a liar
For he doesn’t want power, women or money
He has no ambition, to live like the many
Desire [May 28, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Relative
Describes the endless desire humans have for more, and the rarity of those who do not.
Mar 2017 · 299
Tears of Agony
[May 23, 2016]

He stands upon the ****** field
As crimson drips from his stained steel
The world is shadowed, dark and sealed
Inside this nightmare of death and fear

As he walks down the path of misery
His eyes bleed with tears of agony
One by one, his beaten brothers fall
He watches them die, for a broken cause

A tint of red gleams off brightened steel
Even in the darkness, it looks unreal
He picks up another sword and stands tall
Putting fate to the test, he charges the wall

He charges alone, destiny his challenge
Nobody to save him, all is hanging in the balance
Should he fall, there will be no one left
To stand against tyrants who bring inevitable death

Men fall before him in shattered pieces
They start to fear the man who calls out freedom
They shiver and shake, they start to tremble
Until all the men, lay down their weapons

On their knees they bow before him
But he keeps on walking without sin
Separating his life from his skin
Now his true freedom can begin
Tears of Agony [May 23, 2016]
Category: Fiction
A story about a man seeking freedom for his people.
Mar 2017 · 328
Real
[May 22, 2016]

Inside my sickening darkness
I am suffocating and heartless
Inside my maddening thoughts of you
It drives me from the truth

Inside my heart, you feel the dark
Inside the abyss, is where I lurk
If you give me trust, I’ll break your soul
Inside the dark, I sit upon my throne

You don’t believe me, you bring me trust
I told you once, I’ll tell you again
I’m just too dark, I cannot hide
It’s how I am, I cannot lie

Cause upon this throne, I lay to waste
All those who love, all those who care
If you get too close, you could be next
Don’t come near me, don’t try to test

You didn’t listen, and you got hurt
Now you lie dead, upon the floor
I told you twice, I can’t tell you again
Inside my darkness, I always sin

You cannot change, who I am
You cannot stop, a force of nature
Even now, as I sit upon my throne
I still want to tell you, how I feel
You were a lie, you were never real
Real [May 22, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Relative
A story about a self-absorbed person who only hurts the person they care about.
Mar 2017 · 320
Salvation
[May 22, 2016]

There are clouds forming, dark and blue
They are hiding power, something new
Inside the swirling chaos and hate
There is thunder, there is fate

The ocean roars, it swells and rolls
It swallows the hate, and devours souls
Whirlpools whip, they lash and tear
Cyclones ravage without a care

In all this madness, on the open sea
One man stands, devoted and free
On the water of hatred and shadow
He searches for an end to the sorrow

The forces of nature are unforgiving
They try to destroy all that is living
The sea is judgment and salvation
To those who can face their fears and damnation

In the center of the storm it is calm
On his battered ship, he raises his palm
He calls out, with his voice and mind
He controls the storm, and forces it to unwind

The storm falls apart without a word
His work done, he fades into a blur
The sun shines on the sparkling water
And he disappears, forever after

He was never known, but the people wonder
Will he return, if it should ever thunder
He was a miracle, selfless and kind
He saved them, from the ravages of time
Salvation [May 22, 2016]
Category: Fiction/Religious
1. A story about a man who puts his own life at risk to help those around him.
2.  Mark 4:39 - Jesus rebuked the wind and said to the waves "Be Still!" and there was great calm.
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