I've got some stuff i can put in this forum. gonna post up some of my older writings all in one big post. hope you all enjoy it.
The life i live is an empty one.
with pain and suffering all around.
nothing to enjoy but a simple sound.
the sound we all know we hear it time and time again
the sound of emptiness, the sound of sorrow,
the sound of life and death,
this sound is merely the symphony of the afterlife.
Doesn't everyone lust for more?
the rich man always wants more.
the poor man always wants more.
the two life long lovers always lust for more.
theirs no chivalry in a life lived wrong.
through a pawn becoming a knight.
a prince becoming a king
a hero becoming nothing more then a legend.
but through it all death is the winner.
yet i saw it all inside me, for a moment
you were with me,then like a blinding light it disappeared
into the darkness of the ever growing night
each man has his memories.
and much more then the eye can see.
This distinctive bond between us
between life and death.
nothing more then a bad thought and its over.
one wrong move and life ceases to exist
one right move and life longs to end
even after all this i can say as a honest man that life wants death, and death wants life.
number.2
A lost soul harrowing in sorrow.
A spirit wandering through the night.
As a lone wolf howls to his pack
As a lost fox scurrys along
This is how one might describe the night
But this is how i describe loneliness
A horse galloping over cobblestone
a scarecrow in a corn field
the rustles you hear as you walk alone
your shadow scarying you at every chance.
this is what the night is.
number.3
once in a while a memory comes
but as quick as it does a sharp blade splits the night
as a deafening silence echoes through the air
the scent of loneliness spreads about
a sharp chill goes up your back
and yet you have no fear and don't turnabout
you continue on your solemn path
the screams of Armageddon fill the air
and yet all you feel is a gentle breeze
as you pass through that place
you stop to wonder what it could be
you feel a dark presence trying to drag you in
you think to yourself this all seems to familiar
then you break free and head onward
the dark night soon brightens up
as the moon fills the sky
you hear the chirps of a lonely bird
the howl of a eager wolf
the hoot of a strong owl
and the sound of your own feet clanking along
your mind fills with thoughts of your past
yet you hurry onward toward your destination
as you arrive you quickly turn around
simply to see what you conquered what you faced
and then as fast as it all came,it leaves you behind
and now your all alone again
you seem sad for a moment
but you quickly realize isolation may be best
for you are still running from a evil you do not face.
number.4
is innocence merely a illusion
simply just a glimpse of tiber
falling from the heavens like a beam of crimson
surrounding those in need with a single action
taking someone to hell with them
fighting along the way is the essence of purity
the essence of light
the soul of a impure authority the fear of everyone
the restraint of no one
is this what we call life
never ending death
constant monstrosity's of fear
yet no one trys to help
everyone is so busy with everything else
that a simple energy just loafes
like a ray of revelation
a bead of hope
a glimmer of the moonlight
a glance at constance
a thought and a prayer
all just a mere illusion hiding beyond reality
hiding in a dark corner of everyone
hiding in the single place you fear most.
and just out of reach is the single thing that can save you
yet no matter how hard you try you cannot get to it
it simply wasn't meant to be,just like everything else.
thats all for now. hope you all enjoyed the long read :]
The life i live is an empty one.
with pain and suffering all around.
nothing to enjoy but a simple sound.
the sound we all know we hear it time and time again
the sound of emptiness, the sound of sorrow,
the sound of life and death,
this sound is merely the symphony of the afterlife.
Doesn't everyone lust for more?
the rich man always wants more.
the poor man always wants more.
the two life long lovers always lust for more.
theirs no chivalry in a life lived wrong.
through a pawn becoming a knight.
a prince becoming a king
a hero becoming nothing more then a legend.
but through it all death is the winner.
yet i saw it all inside me, for a moment
you were with me,then like a blinding light it disappeared
into the darkness of the ever growing night
each man has his memories.
and much more then the eye can see.
This distinctive bond between us
between life and death.
nothing more then a bad thought and its over.
one wrong move and life ceases to exist
one right move and life longs to end
even after all this i can say as a honest man that life wants death, and death wants life.
number.2
A lost soul harrowing in sorrow.
A spirit wandering through the night.
As a lone wolf howls to his pack
As a lost fox scurrys along
This is how one might describe the night
But this is how i describe loneliness
A horse galloping over cobblestone
a scarecrow in a corn field
the rustles you hear as you walk alone
your shadow scarying you at every chance.
this is what the night is.
number.3
once in a while a memory comes
but as quick as it does a sharp blade splits the night
as a deafening silence echoes through the air
the scent of loneliness spreads about
a sharp chill goes up your back
and yet you have no fear and don't turnabout
you continue on your solemn path
the screams of Armageddon fill the air
and yet all you feel is a gentle breeze
as you pass through that place
you stop to wonder what it could be
you feel a dark presence trying to drag you in
you think to yourself this all seems to familiar
then you break free and head onward
the dark night soon brightens up
as the moon fills the sky
you hear the chirps of a lonely bird
the howl of a eager wolf
the hoot of a strong owl
and the sound of your own feet clanking along
your mind fills with thoughts of your past
yet you hurry onward toward your destination
as you arrive you quickly turn around
simply to see what you conquered what you faced
and then as fast as it all came,it leaves you behind
and now your all alone again
you seem sad for a moment
but you quickly realize isolation may be best
for you are still running from a evil you do not face.
number.4
is innocence merely a illusion
simply just a glimpse of tiber
falling from the heavens like a beam of crimson
surrounding those in need with a single action
taking someone to hell with them
fighting along the way is the essence of purity
the essence of light
the soul of a impure authority the fear of everyone
the restraint of no one
is this what we call life
never ending death
constant monstrosity's of fear
yet no one trys to help
everyone is so busy with everything else
that a simple energy just loafes
like a ray of revelation
a bead of hope
a glimmer of the moonlight
a glance at constance
a thought and a prayer
all just a mere illusion hiding beyond reality
hiding in a dark corner of everyone
hiding in the single place you fear most.
and just out of reach is the single thing that can save you
yet no matter how hard you try you cannot get to it
it simply wasn't meant to be,just like everything else.
thats all for now. hope you all enjoyed the long read :]
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