Head Start

Head Start

A Poem by Johnny Blade

Every mortal faces death, the final blow, the final breath, I found a piece of broken glass, it reflects my broken past. My mind won't cease to shiver, my soul consumed with evil thoughts, my sanity has withered, from all the forces that I've fought. As my connections to this realm of man, and compassion fade, run while you can, I am ready for my final rest. Eleven years that I have saved, you all from what you now must face, Satan welcomes us home. Now I lay me down to sleep, humanity I couldn't keep, I will kill the flock of sheep, the only way to be at peace, is to finally become the beast.

© 2014 Johnny Blade


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Added on November 14, 2014
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Johnny Blade
Johnny Blade

TX



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