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Change You I've tried to change you when you thought you were ugly inside Now you think that you've hurt me, and you're destroying yourself I killed you without killing you I caused your death, and now I have to take revenge on myself I never meant to hurt you, but I have, and now it's time for me to die I always thought you were the stronger one... I was right But you didn't believe it, and I took away your strength Now I'm taking away my existence, I'm going straight to hell I've done too much evil, so now God is going to deal with me himself I can't wait to see the bastard, I'll kill him just like I killed myself... In your own words, "Goodbye, I'll love you always" Last Stand I woke up today feeling like I always do, dead inside, dead to the world But this time, I woke up with an urge to make myself dead outside too This is just to let you know thats what I did Mental Collapse Run... Run... RUN!! Panting, desperate, he tries to get away... No matter how fast he runs, it still keeps up with him Can't look back... He turns anyway... NO!! Can't let it win Can't let it catch up, can't, just can't Can't look back, looking back anyway... Still running, running, running... from himself
All In A Day I woke up just as I always do, but something was different today. I didn't hear anyone else which is strange, because everyone
wakes up before I do. I checked around the house, but no one was there. Hhhmmm... maybe they went out. It's happened before,
but they always left a note... there wasn't one today. I cleaned up, got dressed and walked out. The block was completely empty, another strange occurance. I closed my eyes and
listened. Nothing... absolute quiet, not a single sound, not a bird, not the wind... nothing. Everyone and everything was
gone! Panicking, I ran up to the closetest house, and rang the bell like crazy. I did this on the whole block, then the next,
then the next, and the next. Not a single person home. By this time I was ready to try anything, I broke into one of the houses, and to my complete shock, it was literally empty.
No furniture, no wallpaper, nothing. It looked as if the house was just built. I ran out and went back home. To my horror,
my house was also empty! But everything was there this morning! All my things, my clothes, my furniture. All... gone within
3 minutes. Then I realized the truth... the entire world disappeared. Families, governments, workers, mothers, fathers, brothers,
sisters, children, all gone. The only thing left were the houses which stood as a testament to remind the earth that it was
once inhabited. Everyone except for me had disappeared... all in a day.
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Slicing a line across the skin Slicing a line to erase the sin A life gone by in minutes A life gone by with no visits Nothing left to say No one left to play Nothing left to do No ones here, not even you So tired of being sad So tired of being mad Always feel so weak Always feel so meak Cant tear down the wall Cant face the mirror in the hall Lost in the shadow of hate Lost in the shadow of fate Forgotten dreams Forgotten screams Beaten and bruised Beaten and confused In awe of darkness In awe of awareness The line is cut, celebrate The line is cut, there is more to hate Years from now, this wont matter Years from now, it couldnt be sadder Ask a question, are you happy? Ask a question, are you free? Attracted to things unknown Attracted to things never shown The line continues to crawl The line continues on the wall Why is it always this way? Why is it always a memory of yesterday? Compassion is lost on me Compassion is all a memory Images shatter Images scatter There is a meaning to this There is a meaning to bliss Tragicly beautiful Tragicly bountiful This pain This game The line reaches its end The line rounds the bend So I am lost So I am gone, and there is no cost |
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