Cracked in two
now ripped apart.
Even you
couldn’t fix this broken heart.

do you hear the whispers
Tangled
in the screams?
can you hear the truth
Mangled
by the lies?

Come one come all.
Watch the angels gather.
The days drawl
Dread falls against my master.

The stroke of death
slashed my life’s blood.
He takes his last breath.
He falls with a thud.

My essence drips
swirling with agony.
Shadowed by the eclipse.
We forget our family.

I hang my head
While nothingness takes me.
It must not spread.
Only I wasnt set free.

Now my love
Lost like a haunted dove.

You scratch he’d our names into a tree
surrounded them with a heart.
Now I’m set free
as I hang above set apart.

I was born with a shining golden ring.
The ring looms above cracked and chipped.
Once lit my path,
now breaks my neck with the pressure it brings.

I’ve sprouted demonic wings
Jet black feathered wings.
I’ll fly silent.
Terrorizing the earth
with the people of the night.

I’m not yet ****** to an eternity of
Suffrage and Hellfire.
I’m not “blessed” to spend time in peace either.

I’m stuck mangled into the pain of earth.

A knife in her back
she falls
against the walls.
Blue eyes
a wond healing face.
With a
click
and a
lock
Her
puzzle pieces
fall into place.
On that day
She turned
Her back
On
Society.

The blood pools
Slit wrists
Sign
The writ of passage
Nailed to deaths door.

Rain falls in the ocean of tears.
Lightning sticks
One the wastelands.
charred trees
withered flowers.
Demons’ screams echo in the wind.
Dried up riverbeds
once flowed with blood.
Soundless crying from a torn up soul.
Black clouds and roll in,
now just a nightmarish space.

Why did you have to go?
I know it wasn’t your fault.
You saw know at her way around it.
I wish we could have gotten you help.

Why did God take you from this world
and into the next?
I love you and he took you away.
This is where we part ways.
You above
I’ll be below.
We’ll watch over the ones we love.
Goodbye and have fun.

Without a sound
the day dies
and I’m left with
a loveless night,
and a saddening morning
The understandment we had
Lost.

Devoured by madness
My heartbeats for
another day to die.

Living causes hate.
Lost souls evaporate
and dissipate.

When butterflies fly
Dreams die.

They’ll fly south
Child better shut your mouth.

Avoid the freeze
Someone help us please.

Black haired
Woman walks down
to the docks.
Her ravens land in their cage.
A ghostly ship
With a skeleton crew
Takes her aboard.
They wash away
to the forgotten land.

When the next day comes
The day starts will the songs of doves.
If your hear stuck with an arrow
Rip it out and enjoy,
Enjoy the outcomes

Alone in a fallen kingdom.
The broken hearts never tapping.
Word for the fearsome,
our heart is cracking,
freezing,
dreading,
dying.

All my soul within me snapping.
The past love
she brought joy
but left sorrow.

You always are complaining
about how you don’t have enough of me.
When you have extra of me you waste me.

I’m not a physical thing
but an idea.

I’m always off by a little,
no matter where you look

I tell you when to do something.
If your early or late.

I’m a grandfather but I don’t have kids.
My pendulum is what digs your grave.

I am fathertime.

Friendship,
Sounds like a nice word.
It’s really nice when it works.
wish this was easy, but
everything is better on paper.
I try to let friendships sail,
something happeneds and my cannons shoot.
The other ship shoots back.
We try to patch up the wolves, but we keep firing
And
The water keeps rising.
We sink.
I swim to shore, get a new ship,
And it happens again.
I find one.
We don’t fire.
We drop anchor and in the middle of the dark night,
we drift apart.
The ropes snapped.
I find a Iron ship.
I fire.
Nothing happened.
I fire again, and again.
After enough the ship slowly starts to sink.
It fries back for the first time.
It hits, I start sinking.
My ship still floats but lower.
During this I find a Gold ship.
It’s pretty we stick together.
It fires, and fires a again.
Now I fire, I sink.
I start to swim, the water keeps me afloat.
She pulls me onto the gold ship.
She pushes me off,
the water keeps me afloat.
He pulls me onto the iron ship.
He pushes me off,
the water keeps me afloat.
It’s a circle.
And everytime, I try to swim back I get pulled aboard.
Through it all,
the water keeps me afloat.

The darker armor
sits
still
on the stand.
sharp
blood dripping
sword
clenched in it’s fist.

Walking in the woods is a nice way to spend time.
Looking down the path.
Looking back.

Past, the places you have been.
Present, the place you are now.
Future, what’s ahead of you.

You can see a fallen tree.
You can see over it, but barley.
You see another fallen tree.
You don’t see anything,
you can only guess on what’s coming next.

Later you will find That you are at the end of your walk.
You look back on all the creatures you have met.
The good and bad.
Your walk just ended,
Another has just begun.
You have no bath left,
They have the whole path a head of them.

Sometimes peoples walks end early,
Sometimes they think the path ahead looks to hard to walk on.
But no part was easy for the ones that actually walked all of it.

Other paths will cross.
Paths will split off.

Your only goal is to make the walk last as long it can.
Always find the path’s true ending.
Don’t make your own.

Wispy moonlight beams,
enter the barren church
a place of dreams.
Outside next to a silver birch.
Inside women in search for someone,
someone long gone.
I kneel upon the alter.
The pain fills the void with slaughter.
A slave, frozen to his peace.
Nothing left to hang on.
It’s the end run.
Robbed forms,
lifted the storms.
However, my naked flesh spared not.

The darkest place in the world is not a cave,
not a room with no windows,
nor even a real place.
The darkest place is my mind.

The darkest place sounds like a place with nothing,
no people,
no sound,
Nothing.
But there is always something going on.
Someone, something, a beast, a villain.
Talking to me.

Most don’t believe me that they’re real.
The ones that do believe don’t hear them.
Constantly in pain from the thoughts and never ending sounds.

The voices started off with just one,
then another one came, then more, and more.
Now everyday more come, more leave.
The ones that leave never come back.
The ones that come never stay.
They always leave.
Except the first one.

They say, not to name something you don’t want to get attached to but,
that’s what I did.
he’s loud, mean, annoying, but somehow I have come to like him.
Funny, helpful, reason and logic.
No one hears our conversations, only me and him.
The arguing and fighting with him brings me happiness.

The darkest place is not a real place, but our own minds.

My dark colored butterfly. Why do you stay?
Others could make you so much happier.
You have beautiful majestic wings;
why don’t you use them to fly away?
Fly higher than anyone could reach.
Fly faster and further.
You could fly away but you stay here with me, why.

Maybe I don’t want me dark colored, female butterfly. We started well, then started fighting.
We fight everyday.
We have done things I don’t regret.
I hate her, she says one thing and I love her.

We fight again.
I lover her,
I hate her,
I love her,
I hate her,
I love her?

My annoying, heartless, dark colored, female butterfly. I want her gone, but I want to stay with her.
The dark colored butterfly.

the laugHter has gone silent.
my hEart is dark
I’m no Longer
the Person you know.

my nightMares are real.
nowhere to hidE.

The green fire dragon
Beautiful,
Majestic,
Vibrant.
Really a sight to see.
Eerie
Destructive
Corrupt.
The green fire dragon
Isn’t something to describe.
You must witness it for yourself.
The event of the green fire dragon
Will come one day.
Everyone will experience it’s beauty and destruction.

Ive been regretting to write this because I don’t want it to be trye. The other morning I woke up to find my brother died that night. He was 16 and seemed to always be a happy person. I should have seen the signs. My father and Grandmother are torn up. We all blame ourself. We have lost a HUGE part of the family. I might seem fine at one point then terrible the next. The pain of lost comes in waves. I hope you all had a great 2018 and a fantastic 2019. I’ll see you all in the upcoming year of greatness. 2019 is for you little buddy. May you rest calmly and happy just like you seamed to live with us. I’m sorry I didn’t know you needed help. I love you.

My Existence can be summed up as a broken robot beyond repair
Useless
Rally works and when it does
***** up the job.

Left behind as trash.
No one wants it.
Could be used to creat new,
probably shouldn't the new will start broken.

Over all I am nothing but,
a broken robot beyond repair.

Schools should give out vests
Mass shootings are prevalent
Two thousand eighteen

Eat poison on line
Million view it’s worth the death.
Two thousand eighteen

Last male rhino died.
Say goodbye to white rhinos
Two thousand eighteen

Planet’s surely *******
Earth’s imploding on itself
Two thousand eighteen

Do not show gay pride
Electric shock therapy
Two thousand eighteen

We all will die soon
Death cracks out of his own shell
We are all so ******

E.,
I wish you told me.
We could have made something work.
If you told me,
than maybe
you could have kept me.

E.,
It’s the fact that,
even when I asked you if you were cheating,
you looked me in the eyes and said no.

How could I have been so stupid that I didn’t notice.

I’m sorry I wasn’t good enough for you.

E.,
I will always miss you.

December,
To some it’s holly
peaceful,
and a joyous time
full of family and friends.
To me
it’s cold
dark
and lonely.
Happy holidays to the ones that celebrate.
Enjoy your family and fun.
I’ll be crying in the corner.

You said you never would,
you already did.
Go ahead cheat on me again.
My love clearly meant nothing to you.
I’ve read the text,
heard the messages.
Why could you do this to me
Especially  with that *****.
I thought you were mine.
I thought you said you never would.
Clearly I meant nothing to you.

Without him I’m lost.
Without her I’m dark.
Without them I’m nobody.

She broke me apart,
He built me back up.
Without them, I’m nobody.

She ended me.
He started me back up.
Without them I’m nobody.

With him I’m lost.
With her I was dark.
Without them I’m someone.

Golden Hearts;
Drowned in the rain of tears.
Both bound by silver chains
and a brass lock.
They await the day
They’ll be unlocked.

A world of peace,
sounds nice doesn’t it?
To Bad we’ll never have that.
Disagreements
Language barriers
Corruption
All this and more leaves to discord.
Sorry to say,
Hope for this is dead.
Sorry.

God has cursed me.
Going insane, slowly.
Getting paranoid,
giving up.

God cursed me,
when I was born.
Where did he go?
Why did he leave humanity to rot away?

God have cursed me.
The devil won the battles and the war.
Demons follow; survants to him
I follow as a survant to them all.

The Devil cursed me.
He cursed me to obey.
Today I break,
I’m breaking out of his trance.

Today I no longer follow him.
He will follow me.

The Gods cursed me, and I cursed them back.

In a world full of stories,
History; the tormented and tormentor
Of dreams and reality.
Subjecting,
twisting, and
rotting The tales
The tales of the weak,
Powerful,
Poor and rich.

The whole story is waiting,
Waiting,
Waiting,
lost in history

Whos Ghost sits at me door?
sitting and it weeps on the floor.
I watch him frown and glow.
His fears surrounded in woe.
His heart and soul shakes,
Sobs until the tears leave wakes.
The silence finally breaks
As distance waves of birds awake.

The ghost is a deep blue
But he has promises to keep
Until them he shall not sleep.
He lies i bed with ducts that weep.

He rises from the dead
With thoughts of sadness flooding his head.
He Idols being dead.
Face the day with never ending dread.

Who’s those sits at my door?
Weeping on the floor.

I’m the one to blame
After all I’ve seen,
done,
will do
Or,
said
I’m the one to blame.
Sure they told me to,
But I’m the one that did it.
I said what I said
And
did what I did.
I can’t take it back.
I don’t want to.
I’m not sorry.
Don’t blame yourself.
I’m the one to blame.