Invasion theory

 

Sneaking on the road

Creeping through the bog

Hiding in the fog

The rebel's, they all charge

 

Deep in the black forest, their one true home

A place of worship

They fester and wait

The ground calling, clawing for their flesh

A primal needless hunger

To consume their bones, hugging them like a babe in the womb

 

These filthy, forgiving creatures

Invading the darken wood

They stab the womb, exposing the child

Violating their deep solace rest

 

No leaders, no commanders

Their true strength, fighting for the place of their birth

To them they call the rest

Parading through the war-fest

 

Roaming through a hall

Where a thousand sparrows fly

Feel the fickled call

Now the sparrows die

The end

Their peace

 

Reviews

[lyricalprince]

very dark an excellent piece of work! it is rare that I find a piece that gives me Goosebumps keep it up!

[isiah_holmes]

Thank you. Feel free to read some of my more recent works if you'd like.

[Laminators Dubai]

omg
i thought its grimm rippers voice...
really you get the horror in writing...
i mean thats a creepy one...

[isiah_holmes]

Thank you very much. Glad it had such a strong impact

[Laminators Dubai]

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO

[isiah_holmes]

You should check out some of my other works. If you liked this one so much. Maybe have a mutual review going, talk about the influence behind the writing and such

[isiah_holmes]

You would like my poem "this last war". It goes great with this one actually

[Laminators Dubai]

ok
im busy lately but i will take look.
by sis...