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Epics of Ever: Vol.1 (I apologize for the cheesy name, this isn’t really epic-length but whatever)
Shattered innocence lying on the floor
Conscience twisting and turning
Into something darker than night,
Night, where blankets of stars burn themselves out
The sun to fade
You await the day
When Armageddon showers the Earth with rains of ember
Black holes steal the light
And the light steals your soul, little by little
Mutilated spirits and ghosts long gone
Less than pure, less than white
Jealousy and anger beckon greedily
As a vortex of hate spins all day
Run to the dark, hide from the light
Run to a place you can never reach
Run, find yourself farther away
Two steps backward, one step to the side,
Screams of ones like you
The wind carries snatches of voices
Words, but not sentences
In dreams see a golden chariot
With Satan riding inside
See the white mares turn dark at his touch
Smell the scent of nothingness envelope you
Remember what is not worth remembering
Chase yourself round an endless circle
Pick the black roses, crushed
Petals soft and smooth til they disappear between index and thumb
Nectar sweeter than honey, darker than blood
Death’s bitter yet sweet aroma welcomes you
Wake up from your fantasy world
Fall back into the distorted reality that is day,
But long for death’s embrace as the sun goes down
(A/N: Okay, this is a pointless poem with no theme that sounds clichéd and random…deal with it. I wrote this a heck of a long time ago. Better stuff is coming. I’m right now just uploading some of my old stuff before the new comes)
-11:11 P.M.