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When the Sky Turns Black
By Kellan D. L. H.
There shall be a time
When great evils rise
And untainted purity subsides
The adulteration
Of such justified concepts
Will lead to unjust demise
When the sky turns black
And the heavens to dust
On aught without shown mercy
From the powers within
Turns the timeless wheel
No faith surpassing heresy
And thus would mark
The defeat of temperance
The downfall of devotion
And Satan will rise
And his will be done
With evil encompassed notions
The Sins of Past
By Kellan D. L. H.
In the darkness
Hear them cry
With their bodies
Hang them high
See the madness
Taste the fear
Feel the chaos
Death is near
Running ramped
To escape
Hope is broken
Crushed with hate
This I see
From my post
The evils take
Another host
Broken corpses
Hung on high
Dripping perfidy
While others die
In my lair
I reminisce
I recall the times
I do not miss
I evoke the slaughter
I know the blood
The hatchets hit
I hear the thud
In my head
Agony grows
From a past
That no one knows
The throbbing pain
Causes despair
It is too much
For me to bear
No, make it stop!
I cannot see
Why this insanity’s
Come over me!
I’m going mad
It must be true
From scenes of ruin
Which I view
Evils have come
I am the hunt
They bash me, bruise me
They start to shunt
They grab my soul
And grasp it tight
They then seclude me
From the light
Once they do
This deed to me
I’ll resemble
Those I see
There I shall rest
Forevermore
My spirit gone
My body broken, sore
Suicide
By: Kellan D. L. H.
I don’t want to die
But It tells me i must
This sorrow, this despeartion
This vengence, this lust
I can no longer try
To live my life as mine
It’s aura of hate
No intentions divine
The money’s gone
The love’s disapeared
I’ve lost all hope
Just as i feared.
No reason for judgement
No purpose to life
End all this suffering
Depletion of strife.
It’s quick and it’s easy
But still it will be
The last time you’ll notice
The image of me.
It begs me to do it
It wants me to die
I havn’t tried fighting it
I don’t even know why
It’s now to the point
I don’t care if i live
I don’t want to be saved
I’ve nothing to give.
So let it be done
So let it be shown.
For death must be better
Then life as i’ve known.
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