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Mar 2014
It feels like eternity,
Yet time doesn't exist.
There's no one here but me
And the darkness is endless.
I have no will to live,
But yet I'm already dead
There's nothing else to give
With so much left unsaid.
I miss my kids,
I miss my wife,
And what we did,
I miss my life!
But its gone now..
I only want to get out
But i don't know how.

Is this heaven or hell?
Or my spiritual prison?
Its hard to tell
Failed lifes ambitious.
I regret so much
Yet i blame god
Blames my Crutch
I've been through so much.

I'm here for a reason
like changes of the season
I'm cold and hollow
I rejected god.
"i will not follow!"
"Well my child, your soul is mine
Its my choice to **** u for the rest of time
But i pityed you
So this is where i sent you
Purgatory.
Your fate is being decided.
By my Council of chosen Disciples.
Now praise my name and repent ur sins,
I wish to heal you not send you to the Devil's Den"
"I wish not to Conform,
I know your real,
But your not my lord
I don't know how to feel."
"My dearest son, don't you understand?
All your life you have always put your faith in men
But your Happiness doesn't come from them,
it comes from me.
This is your last chance,
Ive shown you the light so you can finally see."
alebastard jones
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alebastard jones  nunya
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