Hard strokes of life on my barren canvas life
caressing my cracking soul
devouring my senses into oblivious world
where fear walks the road
leading to self inflicted destruction
darkness prevails through the lonely days
brightening the nights with stars of fear
twinkling the hidden worries
all over the life's pathway
the times when demons hidden inside
come out to prowl on innocent soul
peeling layers of thin skin off leaving it to bleed
with open scrouching wounds
for the vultures to suck the oozing
red rain droplets of warm blood
the betrayal of so called friend
left alone by the loved ones
even the family leaves behind
to fight life's battles all alone
the merky fowl plays
daring animalistic insticnts
alluring me to hold on tight to the wrong
pushing me towards the dumpster of hell
not for free but the payment is my only soul
sold for pennies to the fiend sitting on my twisted mind
looking around I see the prevailing darkness
dancing naked wolves howling to the drumbeats
banged out loud deafening the silent screams
dripping every drop of painful trickling tearfalls
bathing me in the dripping ink of tainted sorrows
darkness is the lurking pretending friend
cracking jokes to kill me faintingly
making me dizzy blurring my vision
so I can't see the blessed lighted path ahead
waiting for me to discover the true sanity
that I lost somewhere while traveling through life's journey
stormy nights are still pouring hurting acid
burning rainforest with blazing saltine tears
vegetation while decays into the graveyard of humanity
leaving walking human skeletons bare open
for the vultures of meaness licking
sucking on the little remains of God's blessings
once started with the generation of Adam & Eve
with forbidden fruits hanging lose
dipped into the venomous dozes of ailing inhumanity
for all of us to eat ending with cancerous aids
researching for the indestructible cure in vain
Ailment of inhumanity has taken over humans
with darker shades of darkness as layered ozone
depleting the left over sanity
where rocket shoots into the darkest of the skies
to land on the moon of eternally blazing hell
where I work under the king of demons
chained and restricted to little waterless well
the king is none other than me
Another half of mine I call my evil twin
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An excellent piece, my friend. Very dark, almost frightful. I did a piece a few weeks ago about my evil twin, but it was funny. I see there's no humor in this one. Great poem!! Hugs, Patricia


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this is dark , it reminds me of this story i read once, i don't remeber the name, but you did a great job keep it flowing
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wow that is just so.... i cant even describe it.... so raw and full of emotion...




