~~ Dooms Day ~~

To which; Do I have this pleasure,
of draining one's life for another?
The temptation walking with the darkness;
is more dangerous
than eating ones cartilage.
For I can't save you
for loneliness is worse than;
the lies of the public.
As my eyes thirst for more
the crunching of every bone;
makes you want to be sick
for your heart dreaded;
forces of sorrow Emptyness.
Worthlessness Reason's is turning out late;
you bound your life before me
To only suffer ungreatful disaster.
You ignored my words of hate
But yet you whisper these;
darkened words of Hitler
As you should of been hanged,
For your mistakes are unworthy
To the trembled hand of fate;
As I can feel your pain
It's serpently increased by,
disgusted motions that smoke
off offsprings.
You dare not see
the red eye of the bloody sea,
of which you too will weep
As you closely inherit a plague;
That turns out this town
will shortly be dead.
Good luck in the dieing end
of which I'll wave
As I'm still the last one on Earth.



BY: Dawn Burgess

by FallenAngel666
posted on 09/30/2009