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Shayne Campbell Oct 2014
Cry did the child emit from the newly joined world
Pain was it not meant to be but joy was unfurled
Happiness sprouted from this normative of birth
As the child I see before me runs in my bloodline on earth
A child the innocence of whom enlightens the eyes with divinity
A family's bond shall it be resonated to ever with infinity


Hush my sweet little child
Must not ever allow yourself trouble be mild
Daylight perceived is your beauty to that of the blue sky
An angelic soul shall come the spring of the garden of flowers
Beyond the intersecting horizon of the tallest towers
Comfort so relaxation enters the mind shall it arise best
Incarnation of such a grace will summon as none other than rest


Given is the hunger for one so full of youth
To fill a little stomach is to dine on the food of truth
The curtailing of the feasting is human's belonging of nature
Function such a basic need or shall you be prevented from the mature
Admirable so much applies to yourself should more you deserve
Ascertaining the diet contradicts such a moment for the food's reserve
For any toddler must not endure the dangers of gluttony
A deadly sin I fear would vivify your future of mutiny


Newborn normality is keen on rest and hunger
A burden shall I upon myself do the best to asunder
Longed have the heart of I to bore a child into my life
Burden yourself that you are not, you are higher than the fife
State of quality that you are gifted a mockingbird with it compares
All goodness does the heavenly creature rise up such crystal stairs
Consider you a dime a dozen shall I not in this massive pond
For my love for you will always strengthen our faithful bond
Shayne Campbell Oct 2014
Rotten is the apple for it has been exposed to contamination
Dead is the battery for it has been fulfilled with tiring completion
Darkened is the lantern for it has fuel of no more leniency
Broken is the heart for thrashed it has had from harmful potency


Seemed did the loss of hope come into play
A day, each one passing after the other, was always grey
Sights of familiarity soon filled the mind with worry
A deadly task became a plague of notion for hurry
Another life's closure did up I looked desperately for
Shining like the streaming waters off the sun was a dying presence in the core


Then it was, a ray of something anew did it perform the strike
Surprising was the effect did pain not come to be my like
A puddle of ignorance undergoing purification
No longer does the soldier obey the false commission
Ashes in the windless pit awakening the pyro
From the abyss to the surface will the missile launch from the silo
The confinement of solitude broken by the door's opening of freedom
Depression's catatonia healed by the coming of the prophet's random


An expectation that was past desired but now grown with dim
A light of restoration journeyed a descent to the dark heart
The sheep no longer lost by the sound of the shepherd's hymn
Resurrection by peace came the content feeling in playing the part
True did come the forgotten dream of kindled hope
As God's state of grace purged me with the soft interlope


Return was the confidence brought on by such happiness
Bridges of all intersection burned did rebuilt come with goodness
Gone were the demons and rescue came from the angels
Virtuous of all states shall dwell I be within and turn the tables
People of all wise shall up I now be for the listen
For my core of darkness has been rid with the grace of glisten
Shayne Campbell Oct 2014
A sun of beautiful orange do I spectate
Blossoming flowers by nature shall the sun create
Nearby the horizon does the sun set above
Passing by comes from the last of the dove
While beside the tree of green I lay with my love
But this cannot be
As it is no more than the most ideal of a dream


Regret is the aftermath of the dream I wake from
A life in continuation to endure a mirror of a ***
A sun no longer shines brightly in such a life
Often does my temple of God selfishly suffer from the knife
The only real dream is to enter through the gate
Tired and hurt do such emotions drive me to hate
Stemmed from such a state is the poison of ridicule and loneliness
Parasites that drain the content mind and trap the king in chess


Once there was a person did love give me the fall
Seemed did she have a complete reflection of the dream at all
She was the sun to shine my heart from withered to blossom
Dark did the light of her become as I longed for more of her psalm
A light that encompassed a happiness I really knew
To escape the gate was to stay in the light of truth
But the only escape was the truth in me during this mission
As longing was overcome with the sin of obsession
The outcome raged in defence of herself against my state of corrupt
Like the thunder pressuring the volcano to erupt
The blossomed heart soon tore in two
As the other fled with anger and the reaction became cruel
Thus did her leaving give me more reason to further my desire
To enter the gate with an extraordinary sense of dire


The demons manifesting themselves as convincers of the gate
Another living in an equal time of companionship to a mate
A whole life with a demon known none other than loneliness
Isolation and seclusion are merely flies compared to this spider
The strongest of weaknesses is social communication, no less
No loved ones, no friends, no family, nothing out of the world that is wider
Can serve as the parting from the only companion, loneliness
A towering shadow that buries the light in my heart of no more bless


Happiness is the false prophet and depression is my only date
****** of the self and others have been my dreams of late
Hope has no more ignition, the mind's candle has been extinguished
Darkness will soon take me to the path of that which is distinguished
The last step is to pass through the gate
The last access of my life will bring the last resort alive
Death shall cradle me a haven safe from this painful life

— The End —