i am the life, the death, the immortal i am the dark commander reigning in darkness souls falling beneath my fiery sword purify cleansing the earth with crimson tide land stained with the blood of the innocent killing indiscriminately with pleasure listening to the screams of the victims purify we are the ones who in… Continue reading Purify the earth
Author: Darkened Eyes
I'm 15 i live in chicago I love metal and writing poetry.
I can fly, Im invincible
I drift in and out of conciousness… oh, the colors! They’re beautiful. (voices):But you’re dying. But I feel so good, the world swirls about, I am on top of it. I can take on anyone. I bet you I could even fly! (voices):There’s the window. Hold on a moment, I have to get naked. (voices):Get… Continue reading I can fly, Im invincible
My love of a gothic princess
Beauty is red blood running And the darkness of your soul Beauty is your mind so cunning I am forever yours
Death of a soulless whore
Looking at myself and what I’ve become I realize that my life of pain is just begun Homicide, suicide Looking for something I cannot find
The mirror
Into the mirror I look Trying to catch a glimpse of what I used to be Though it may be of no use to me Into the mirror I look
Two poems, written in blood
CHAINED- Chained to a wall you cry Long time i’ve fantasized Blood running from your eyes Now you cant criticize…
Suicidal
When i talk, no one hears, when i act out, no one cares…perhaps someone, somewhere, will read this final letter to the world, and care…but for now, all that is real is the pain,all that is final is death, what is true is what you choose to believe… the gun i am holding now to… Continue reading Suicidal
In the darkness I write
WASHING AWAY ALL THE PAIN: Washing my hands with crimson tide… The blood flows like rain I do not remember how many tears I have cried Washing away all my pain HAD TO DRAG ME DOWN: I do not know why I cannot feel pain Maybe I’m desensitized Your lies flow like raindrops But I… Continue reading In the darkness I write
Feeling good while I die
Pain misery and suffering You caused That is why I am crying Doing whatever I can to forget This acid…this weed… Steering heedlessly towards death Deep in the depths of my despair I can at least feel good
My last letter
To whomever it may concern, You could have prevented this You could have stopped me But too late, perhaps I will be missed Who am I kidding…no one will notice This is my last letter to the world, it seems No more tears to cry No use to pierce the night with screams It is… Continue reading My last letter