Apocalypse

The sky’s done crying,
Nobody cares anymore.

You didn’t listen,
Not even when the stars cried for you black tears.

Those hands, your hands,
Eternally stained by the lives of others.

Everyone’s gone,
Nobody’s there.

One by one, they fell,
One by one, you killed them all.

Misdeeds, sins, and crimes led to this,
You never listened to our warnings, you just killed.

(Your eyes blacked with twisted joy,
As the rest of your life was written by Satan.)

Everyone’s gone,
Yet you lust for more.

With no one left to kill,
You satisfied your need one last time.

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From the desk of the mental banana-waffle-pancake-pickle:

Stressed and pissed off, this is my rant...yes; I know I can’t write poetry lately. I’m the opposite of “normal” people. Stress makes me not hungry and write bad poetry. Oh well, graduation is in less then one month, I better write a good poem before then to read at the podium...

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Sumi-chan