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 Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 9:44 am
As I wait on a moonless night
my age old fears come out to bit
the death the pain the agony
of all those people dear to me.
Oh shame what monster I hath become
to bid this mortal life so long
the brightest day and blackest night
are now homes to pain and strife
the safe and comfort I once brought
far from me have the been wrought
The pain this monster I hath become
to not have slept in oh so long
Twilight now shall I reside
and ethareal state into abide
With death and pain
next to I reign
The power this monster I hath become
that I decide deaths unholy run.
So now to you I beg and plea
to run away at the sight of me
for I'm nolonger the man I was
and the death of you I be because
this dreadfull monster I hath become
has no soul, no friends, no love.
My soul has broke
My prides been shattered
my love is no more
and my body is battered
so before I leave unconsciously
the wonderful realm of mortality
to any one with the powers that be
please, i beg of you, please kill me.
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 11:57 am
Thats amazing, thats a really good one. Not alot of boys I know are that good. Actually they suck. They rhyme door with more.
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Posted: Sat Aug 30, 2008 10:38 am
Thank you, I'll take that as I compliment. I agree though, not many of the male species has the brain capacity to rhyme decently.
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2008 7:55 pm
Eh, just ignore that little tid bit she said i write poetry as well and i have to say that was very well done kindred.
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