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Sebastian Nov 2014
Electric echoes
endlessly enter the air.
Enemies enter.
dun dun dun!
aviisevil Nov 2014
Scream and shout
Tell me all about
How you hate my face
Why i'm such a disgrace
Pull in a crowd
Mock me all around
Tell me how ugly I am
Nothing but waste
Whisper 'em lullabies
Let them be at rest
Out and down going insane
Lest they forget
My name
Throw 'em stones at me
Let me be hurt
Watch the way I suffer
You be the judge
Tie me in chains of pain
Hot enough to burn my flesh
Ashened black like my heart is
Beat me up so I can't fight it
Break my bones and shake my faith
Bleed me of love to inspire hate
Lets play a game of
'how much more can he take'
And do it all over again
'cause just too much is at stake
Take a right and prove me wrong
Laugh at me and tell me i'm strong
Lose patience 'cause I just wont cry
Strangle me but just enough
That I wont die
'cause death is too easy for my sins
Sin being ugly and unwanted
You say with a heart warming grin
Oh child , can't you see
What morrow may bring ?




when the last drop has drained
There'll be no more pain
I'll be numb and cold
With poison flowing through my veins
When the stones are lost
and my flesh becomes the chains
By wrath of the gods
I'll be a monster again
I'll be the rage you tamed
And an enemy you gained
When all the love is lost
And my flesh becomes the chains
By wrath of satan
I'll be angry again
Notes (optional)
MdAsadullah Nov 2014
Enemy you want to destroy and ****.
You want to see him dead and still.

Hours you spent thinking about him.
You have got plots and plans grim.

Much pain you take to give him pain.
Thinking about him you turn insane.

If you want to see your enemy's end.
Easiest way is to make him a friend.
Love Nov 2014
Ploratus
There’s nothing left to save.
Ploratus
The end has come.
Ploratus
Her elixir, eternal bliss
Ploratus
A nemesis of old
Ploratus*
All the price of dalliance
ploratus, a latin word, roughly translates to cry
Selena Atlantis Nov 2014
The Enemy is our closest friend
And our best teacher in the end.

We cherish them for challenges made
And save them so our strength won't fade.

We love them to death, and hate them the same.
For some, the enemy is the best part of the game.

And we pamper them while shaking their hand.
Then turn around and ravage their land.

War is bound by the blood of all men;
Brothers in battle, and with ale at the inn.

We save their lives so that when battle is won
The game continues until the final one.
(c) Lady D'Los 2010
(c) Selena Atlantis 2014
When I'm with you
My only enemy is time
I force myself to forget to think about it
To focus on you
To focus on your eyes
The inflections of your voice
On the way your skin feels
To focus on the way you hold me
I just want to take as much of it in
But I know it's getting late
So I pull myself away
To recount the moments I spent with you
And wrap them up in memory
To keep them warm
For as long as possible
Because in the next second
Time's up
And we depart
And they're all I have to remind me of you
Until we see each other again
Sara Robinson Oct 2014
I said Hello as you walked by hoping that you would hear me, but you didn't
I cried and wondered why you didn't even flinch at the sound of my voice
How could you walk past me with out a simple notion that I was there
Then I saw some one else I knew and again I called out but nothing
I kept calling out to people but no one answered
Why had everyone turned against me
why doesn't anyone acknowledge me
So I began to talk to myself and much to my surprise I heard nothing.
What was going on I can hear everyone else.
Why can't you hear me! I scream as a multitude of people pass by me
All of them seeing me but not hearing me
How can a person live like this!
How can I express this disparity with no sound.
I begin to panic!
And right as I feel a scream pierce my ears I wake up

This dream has haunted me for years now
Ever since the day I shut my mouth instead of telling you the truth
Some say silence is golden,
but I know the truth Silence is the enemy.
Sarah Oct 2014
if someone
bashes you,
hates you,
wrongs you,
or betrays you,
for no reason,

they're just dying to have a life like yours.
:)
Xan Abyss Oct 2014
I am not a hero
But could I be the villain?
Constantly I ask myself if I know what is right
I see the cruelty of god, and the damage of lost hope
And pray that I am not the one to bring about our destruction

Some days I wonder, am I in the right?
Is my behavior justified, do I walk in the light?
Or am I the crazy one, the enemy, the threat
Could my inner darkness really cause another death?

For I am not a hero
But could I be the villain?
Am I truly capable
Of unspeakable evil?
These are the things I need to know,
But not the ones I want to.

The Antagonist of the Greater Piece
Is the hero of his own journey
But could my happy ending be
The End of All Eternity?

The Monster becomes a mirror
And in the darkness I can see us clearer
When my reflection changes shape
Into a nightmare of disgrace
I begin to find my way
Back into my darkest state

And a hero I may never be
But could I be the enemy?
Could my happy ending be the end of all eternity?
Ever wonder if you're the devil and you just haven't figured it out yet?
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