Death Beacon

A Poem by Johnny Blade

Walking through the dark forest of emptiness, I have met the boogeyman. Shrouds of eternal loneliness echo through forgotten dreams, there is no life in what I've become. Weary eyes forever stare, upon the curse that humans share, open eyes cannot unlock your mind. Enjoy your time it's ticking fast, any now could be your last, try to spend your life in happiness. It won't take very long until, you'll grow old and can't endure, the daily struggles of a life on Earth. Never will your life rewind, as death slithers up your spine, the crazy have less limits in our mind.