A number so symbolic,
13
I frolic with the past,
I have a blast!
How can one number torture me so harshly!?

Anywhere I go I instill fear,
I sneer at the thought.
I look into my magic sphere...
and nothing is ever clear but one thing.
**13!

Note to mortals wandering in the dark:

I put my life on the line,
when I had one...
this was a sign,
then chills went up my spine,
I cringed at just the thought of you!

I got stabbed in the back,
I was just your snack.
I always knew zombies and vampires have friction,
but I thought it was all fiction.

Night creatures do not play in the sun,
they do play in the moonlight.
They feast and gorge on your flesh as they bite,
while they grip on tight.

Do not wander late at night,
*they will attack on site!

There once was a tree of hope,
all people did was mope to cope.
No one changed...
chaos and insanity ensued our souls
and we took our roles.

One took the role of martyr,
another chose be the darter
and the last chose to be the barter.
SHE chose to trade my soul for false love.
My melody only resonates suffering.

I was the martyr by choice,
sadly I had no voice.
Every day I roamed the night,
I did it all out of spite...
one day you will see the fight.

I confided in you for aid,
afraid and alone you let me fade.
I'm a neglected flame you could not tame,
you ignite the blame again...
different people play the same game.

The world is infected with greed,
since birth it's a disease we don't heed.
The only cure is a double-edged sword... money.
Blue blood and water run through Earth,
yet both will dry for all their worth.

No one has a true clue,
everyone in an endless queue.
Life always has two views,
the unseen and the known hues.
The Blue Planet for the senseless suffering.

Galvanized hearts make up my past,
I wandered through perils that passed,
only found dread and despair.
This is my lair,
one of lonely existence.

Care to join on my endless quest of misery?
There's room enough for two!
None will pull the trigger,
to find the barrel empty...
Alas the days wane empty like me.

I'm a walking dead man,
a zombie crawling through existence...
What is life after all?
Honesty makes people cringe.

Life is a roller coaster we ride in the dark,
no one gets a walk in the park.
A war in our mind filled with hate,
the  unknown never ceases to wind our fate.

We all have one sure destiny,
DEATH.
Born to die but don't cry,
just don't ask why.

I am only a thought,
a name,
a figment of your imagination,
thank you for letting me exist.
~Ito~

Nowhere near the light at the end of the tunnel,
I poured my sorrow into a funnel,
I wander in desperate dread,
only to find the dead.
After the storms of time,
pain inhabited me like I'd been guilty of a crime.
Darkness and confusion set into my soul,
I came back haunted but whole...

Somewhere lurking behind,
the broken thoughts of my mind,
They long to be forgotten...
descending into oblivion and rotten.