your like a drug

that i can't give up

and you seem to think

that i give a fuck

so don't blame me

you son of a bitch

cos you always see

me as a piece of shit

so give me a break

like a give a damn

so the drug i take

keeps me limp like a lamb

Mutiny of the Fallen

When all is lost

And hope is gone

There is no need for cause

For I shall go on.

I battle on forward

With a war cry

For my enemy was lured

And they shall all die.

I enter Hell's home

Souls scream with pain

The final tomb I've shown

To those I have slain

The river runs red

The skies turn black

And to the souls I have led

There is no going back.

Into the heart now

Of my enemy's line

The way I shall show

In all of due time.

He is above me

Shining with light

For us all just to see

The conclusive fight.

Heaven and Hell,

continue to war

continue to cull,

Eternally more.

Homebound

Safe at last
Home calls
Forgetting my past
Forgetting my falls

Arms open wide
Bells chime
Welcoming me inside
Welcoming my time

You

My heart skips another beat,
As you look into my sea blue eyes,
And as I struggle against that heat,
I see no soul breaking lies.

Did I ever tell you how scared I feel?
When I'm like broken glass to you,
But to no others my emotions I reveal.
And you say you are the same too.


Note* I know this is crappy, but I wanted it not be completely morbid.

Unrequited

A broken heart,

A twisted mind,

A new earned start,

And a soul that's signed.

A skin deep beauty,

A saddened eye,

A darkened duty,

And a truthful lie.

A tear stained face,

A forgotten task,

A hollowed out case,

And a crumbled mask.

Fallen

Soft voice like autumn rain,
Eyes like the rushing sea,
How can so much sweetness be pain?
As if this Fallen angel was really for me.

I can almost see those wings,
Sprouted from broad 'blades,
And as that Fallen mind sings,
The light of the sun slowly fades.

A gentle hand caresses my face,
And my breath is caught in my throat,
A strand of my tawny hair: a lace,
And I sink into his eyes: a boat.

Wrote this one a few weeks ago.

Voice like april rain,
Eyes like the rushing sea,
How can sweetness be like pain?
As if this angel was meant for me.