End of the Days

Walking on the beach
Sand between my toes
Turing to the east
Watching as the sun goes
Down.
Watching as the day ends
Thinking of tomorrow,
If it will be there for me.
Thinking of today
How slowly it passed
Wonder what is coming my way.
Walking on the beach
Sand between my toes
Turing to the east
Watching as the sun goes
Down


To Be Or Not To Be

To be the one is a different world
To be different is to be alone
To be alone is to be a stranger to the world
To be dead inside is worse then being alone
Who wants to be alone?
To be or not to be, that is the question.











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Look at me
can you see the darkness i try to hide
the anger i try to hold inside
the pathetic life i live each day?
Look at me do you see the loneliness i feel
do you think i'm being unreal?
Look at me
can you hear my voice its calling
now i'm screaming as i'm falling
down
the end is near i see the ground
but somone catches me and holds me tightly
turning me loose when i can stand
if i slip they take my hand
they look at me
and see nothing but a person they can help
i look at them and i cant see who they are.
but even so, to them i am bound
forever.







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The Dream

I’ve been there.
Its dark. It’s chilling
When your there you feel nothing hear nothing sense nothing. You feel at total harmony. Then you feel wind, no, not wind, but breath, a cold breath that breathes in constant gasping.
Then you feel the cold, it is then you see the blood red figures in the black light it is then you hear the shrieks of ghouls, of ghosts, then all stops. Then all you hear is the clang of an iron bell.
Once.
Twice.
Then you hear people, children screaming and shrieking your name in fearful agony, they scream for your help, you cannot see them, suddenly you cal out to them and they lunge at you, you back away and slowly fearfully turn.
You see her.
A lone girl.
Trembling.
Weeping.
Bleeding.
You run to her side to help her.
She turns to you and screams a deafening shriek and bursts into a crimson flame never burning her. She seizes you and you feel a burning pain, you struggle to pull away you’re burning, burning, burning… suddenly, she disappears. All you hear is the tolling of the black iron bells.
Once.
Twice.
All things stop.