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

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.

This modern day Civil War
is fighting with ourself over our childhood depression.
The ending battle is finally tying the noose.
What side will come out in the end?

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.

My condition, I could not awaken.
I craved the ill-started.
Insensitive, unable to love.
My heart was broken.
I send prayers to the departed.
You’re looking down from above.

The standing brought such sorrow.
What will it bring tomorrow?
Take thy condition from our my heart.
You gave e a head start.
I crave the standing and stricken logic
Of the illogical.

I feel numb
as the ripe chocked me out.
Drains me of my life,
Everything get darker,
and darker,
and darker.
Everything is black.
The ones that ‘cared’
they’re late

Sold my soul
Wishing,
Wishing for love.
All I got was heartbreak
and
Shame.

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.

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.

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.

Late at night in my dim lit cell
The man standing the corner
He’s all I have left.

I want out this hell.
Happiness is a foreigner
This is the story after my arrest.

Living shameful
Swallowed by the dark angle.

Together we shared our last smile.
Together we shared out las kids.
Together we shared our las laugh.
We shared a lot of firsts.
Together we shared our first romance.
Together we shared our first passion.
Together I shared my first heartbeat.
Together you changed me whole world

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

I am depression.
I hide in the darkness
Waiting to strike.
You hide me from your friends.
Long sleeves,
Convoluted lies,
Hiding behind a smile.
I am depression.
I infect your brain with my thoughts.
I won’t let you think for yourself.
I tell you, “you're not good enough”.
You can not stop me.
I always get my way.
I am depression
I take everything.
You lose it all.
I take your family,
Your friends,
Your childhood,
You've lost all hope.
I am depression.

A teen sits alone in the empty bathroom.
She ships her face in her hands.
She doesn’t want people to see what she’s done.
Blue tears run down her freckles.
Red tears run down her wrists.
Her t-shirt says ‘smile’
But that’s the last thing on her mind.

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.

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.

My pale skin queen.
She sits next to me on my thrown.
I cherish everything about her.
Her eye’s on another.

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.

My passion is the silent uneasiness.
Remembering many discontent, and happy doubts.
Thoughts came worrying
worrying
worrying.

Death shall bring assurance.
I uncovered
the wispy whispering shadows
and they sprung onto the world.
The ignorant never suspecting.
I was mute.
I received the backlash.
The backlash of the world.

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

I tamed my beast.
I fought threw his reign.
Over came his strength.
Finally at last I was free.
But at last his thrown was filled again.
Four simple words, “what’s one last time?”
These still haunt me to this day

I embellish the fire.
I write with my sinning thoughts.
Sinning tongues before the gods.
Be wary,
the feeling will go.
The tomb sinister and transparent.
We expel dark tendencies.
The daemons never vanish.

I embellish the fire.
I sense lustful lovers lost.
Below the land I awaken.
The heat has come.
Flickering hesitant.
Out of control,
a phone ringing somewhere.
At how many harbors.
The gods take another road.

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.

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.

This is the time you’ll regret.
My fears and pains will be met.
Greated by blood.
So,
take it, break it, and rake it through the mud.
This only makes it worst for you.

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

By the grave I remembered the kisses
And so I screamed.
Screamed in fear of being without you.
Your spirit comforts me.

The lord brought sorrow taking you.

He did it even though he knew.
Remembering the many memories.
The many stories.
My favorite memory,
when you clearly fell in love with me.

Death shall bring desires.
The lord of Death never retires.
When Death covers my grave
I want it to be clear,
only for you I was brave
I love you dear.
We no longer need to shed a tear.

You told me to take a break.
You told me to slow down.
You said everything would be okay.

I need to believe you.
I need to believe in you.

I wish I knew what you meant.
When you said ‘I love you’.
I know now that it was a lie.

You broke my heart.
You ending it all.

You said you didn’t want to continue again.
I feel myself ending
This is all your fault.

I hate you
I love you

You eft me
I needed you.

Dark thoughts,
Loss of hope
Fills my mind.
My memories scream to be remembered.
History remembers the lost.

His candle of time is burning out.
His moon is setting for the last time.
He will not see the next day.
He doesn’t want to continue.
He wishes for release.
He’s begging and praying,
it will be over fast.
Just a quick pinch,
a loud bang,
he’s finally awake from his nightmare.

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.

When butterflies fly
Dreams die.

They’ll fly south
Child better shut your mouth.

Avoid the freeze
Someone help us please.

The hand of death grazed my back.
His cold hand numbed the pain.
His black cloak swept me in,
I was captivated.
I was hooked on his corrupting stare.
His blood read eyes,
peering straight passed my body and into my soul.
His masked face,
hid his crooked smile.
His kiss,
Withheld me from his true intentions.

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

His world is spinning
His wrists cry from the slitting.
He screams for attention
thinking he has a plan.
He didn’t meet the expectation
Society told him, “be a man”

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.