'Fear'
When the sun goes down,
and the moon comes up,
and the stars are shining bright.
All shall fear,
and all shall hear,
the screams of those whom they loved.
And those who don't,
those fools of no fears,
shall learn of their end,
and fear forever more.
'sorrow'
As the battle raged,
there was no fear.
But when it was silent,
they all regretted.
They regretted their lives,
and their deeds,
for when all was silent,
and when all the screems had broken,
those who were left,
those lucky and skilled,
were forever tainted.
They watched the dead,
they watched the wounded,
they watched the blood-stained blades.
And when all was done,
when the dead were dead,
the live were plunged in sorrow.
'six feet'
All these thorns in my side,
are like knives in my mind.
I know they'll find a way,
find a way to kill me.
Look at me now,
so disgraced,
so sad in my mind.
All these arrows,
are killing me inside.
Yet I don't care,
this suits me just fine.
Because maybe six feet down,
won't be so bad.
'shadows'
At times life is so wicked,
so bad to us all.
We'll never have a chance,
To live as we'd like,
and all those living in shadows,
are so much closer to death.
Though I envey you,
so living in the light.
I fear I must be hiding,
hiding in the dark.
So hush you now,
close your eyes and drift away,
rest so peacfull a sleep.
Though I lay awake,
forever awake,
until eternal sleep,
lifts us all away.
You can go now,
be lost in dream,
until you too,
must join me forever.
'The last'
The last leaf falls,
and blows through the wind.
The last thief dies,
and flows to the sea.
But no one is there to care.
The end of it all,
has come to soon.
No one should lend,
their finnal lives,
without a good bye.
The last tree burns,
and falls in cinders.
The last free spirit goes,
and is lost in the wind.
But no one is there to care.
The end of it all,
has come to soon.
No one should lend,
their finnal lives,
without a good bye.
So I say,
good by to you all!
I shall see you soon,
for you shall follow,
I am only the first.
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