God of the DammedA Poem by Rose F.A cruel god.
Imperfection
Death without a resurrection
Life without a northern star
You look for him but he is way too far
Happiness comes in the oddest places
But the only emotion you see if a scowl on their faces
Tonight is the night of the unwanted
Today is the day of the haunted
The truth hurts your ears
Blood washes your fears
Dark shadows feel like home
And the pitiless are left to roam
Crushing waves take over your mind
Nothingness turns to mass over time
Growing older as your body falls apart
Watching the young people ruin their hearts
Blackness fades into something darker
Try as you may, but you can’t fight the current of the water
Closer to the end of the tunnel only to find it goes on
Hit in the back of the head, your last breath is a groan
Oh, let the thunder roar
Let is shake you to the core
Let my wrath be upon you
Forget everything you once knew
Time to sleep
And let the reaper reap
© 2011 Rose F.Author's Note
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1 Review Added on January 19, 2009 Last Updated on June 4, 2011 AuthorRose F.I want to leave, ALAboutI'm 22. I'm a very eccentric person. I love life but I don't love dealing with it. Aerosmith makes any day better. Self expression makes the world go round. more..Writing
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