My World

What do I have to do?
None of my efforts have held true

I am a candle without a wick
My nonexistent smoke makes everyone sick

My imaginery fire burns without substance
My wax is melted in an endless trance

My life is as pointless as a circle
As old as the ancient myrtle
The end is always ahead, but never there
I am in a place without the question “Where?”

I am a shadow without light
My shade burns those it touches white
Not black as death but pale
Pale as the albino whale

I seem not to have a lifelong mission
I need a holy and divine intercession
I am a horse without water
I have no family, no son nor daughter

I am a wasted automobile in the back of a garage
I am simply a floating mirage

I go through life without a goal
I have no more importance than a mole
Why, Dear God, Am I Here?
Is there no one to shed a tear?

My life is as worthless as a perfectionist’s son
Dwindling away in this unholy world watched by a dark sun

Fear me
For you will see
I am not like you at all
I know details that would make your heart stall
I am worse than the essence of death
I will make you want your last breath

You will dwindle just as I do
Your words will be regarded as untrue
I will make your glass shatter
Your signifigance in this world is no matter
Your mind will be broken
And added to my wall as a personal token

Who Am I that stalks the living?
Do I walk, or fly with a broken wing
My breath is as fiery as the dark sun above
It is utterly without love
It will make you wither and die
As a rose with no rain in the sky

I am everywhere
But nowhere
You will never find me
Yet it is you that I am right beside smiling with glee

I am everywhere
But am I really there
I have no goal in life, yet it is as clear as glass
I am here to burn your ass

Your earthly reign is at an end
I am as deadly as the tornado wind
I am here
I am near
Closer than ever before
More demonic than ancient forgotten lore

Who Am I with Breath of Fire
Why is Your Death my Desire?
You have offended me one time too many
I will nail you to a tree
For every grevience you have dealt
For every heart you caused to painfully melt

I am worse than Diablo
A hole through your head I will blow

But not today
Today I will not go your way
I will live my worthless life
Dealing others constant strife

Through my world of pain I go
It is one of triumpth, though
For every soul I’ve sent to Hell
Will burn forever unknown untill I tell
But tell I will not
For I love smelling their soul rot

As I lay now in the heat
I smell a burning smell so sweet
Is it you that I smell…….
I WILL NEVER TELL

By Blessed

Born on August 20, 1983. Went through really religious period, now in a very dark one...been there ever since. Love scaring the shit out of people that expect you to be good. Read my poetry...see what a Valedictorian really has on his mind.