[February 4, 2016]

Stone cold, he sits in silence
Long he waits, without a conscience
Like a statue, he resembles stone
All alone, he sits on his throne

In the darkness, he fights for truth
But there are others, who would steal his youth
Hidden in shadows, with intensity of fire
With cloaks and daggers, they build the pyre

They take his soul, and his wisdom
They take his heart, and his kingdom
They burn his house, and his children
They **** his family, and tear down his heaven

In the castle, there is naught but darkness
As all is laid to ruin, by the heartless
All he had known, is but a broken promise
As those he trusted, **** with madness

As the kingdom falls into civil war
She wonders what she was fighting for
A man hidden behind a cloak of sadness
Or a kingdom of lies for the hopeless

She finds him sitting, like a statue
Ever the same, words untrue
No words spoken, for she knew
His life was taken, in the coup

She finds her children, under sheets of red
They had been caught, within the bloodshed
The kingdom built, on all but lies
Led to it’s destruction, and demise

For he alone, sat upon the throne
Like a statue, he resembled stone
He was cold, had no heart
And he was the first to be torn apart

[February 2, 2016]

Love is a shadow, with no form
It has no power here, no uniform
Darkness resides in the hearts of men
It carries blood, it carries sin

Evil brings slaughter and pain
It brings no laughter, only stains
Crimson splatters against the innocent
As evil brings forth cruel punishment

Peace is unobtainable, for it cannot linger
Too greedy are the men who point their fingers
The people are crushed under oppression
All this aggression, can bring only depression

Armies march, battles rage
No matter which day and age
The world always returns to past wrongs
Where once again, the people cannot stand strong

The government changes, they say all is fair
And behind your back, they poison the air
With nothing but lies and false hope on their lips
The people fight for a leader who brings the apocalypse

They believe they are fighting for what is right
As the innocent are destroyed by trained knights
For the filthy leaders hiding behind their walls
Watching their people die, taking their fall

Blood and tears, pain and sorrow
There is nothing left for tomorrow
Anger and agony, death and life
It all becomes one, beneath the knife

Generations pass, the world has changed
Although peace has not been obtained
The world is divided, it cannot stand strong
Until the men with greed, can sing the same song

Without listening, we will never understand each other
Without unity, we will never be together
Without hope, there will be no change
Without compassion, there will be nobody left to save

[August 31, 2015]
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The victim is chained, he stares
In this empty room bound to a chair
Dim light creates evil shadows
In the darkness enclosed
Forever, he is exposed

In the darkness he awaits
For his master to bring his torture case
When his master walks in
The procession can soon begin

The agony is excruciating
As blade rips through flesh
Exhilarated and insane
He watches old wounds turned fresh

He is but a slave turned into meat
Saw shreds through his bone
As the blood mixes so sweet
His master cracks a whip from his throne
As the slave whispers prayers and groans

He is tortured and beaten
Could be dead, but heart still beating
His master enjoys splitting slave’s skin
And finds joy in tormenting slave’s kin

The master stands with hands stained
As the slave lays with arms chained
The master’s lust never satisfied
As the slave lies here, waiting to die

Body raw, meat severed
Blood dripping, still waiting
The slave is powerless to struggle
As the master prepares to separate muscle

Tools spread out, gloves on
The surgeon starts at dawn
Slave closes his eyes and braced
For what comes next he couldn’t face

One by one, he cuts tendon
And severs muscle with his weapon
He scrapes and stabs, tears asunder
The slave roars, mighty as thunder

Last comes the gutting
As the surgeon grabs his bucket
Then tears open intestine
One by one slave loses section

The slave passes from the world
As his blood gushes upon the floor
The master wipes off the gore
And throws away the meat he tore

The sun rises upon a new slave
The master threw the old one away
We placed a stone upon his grave
Simple and round, not engraved

The master was ignorant with his old ways
For the new slave was powerful and brave
The next morning, a new hole was made
After a night of agony, the master was laid
Inside his own shallow grave

[August 20, 2015]

I am plain, just ordinary
I am bland with no story
My paint is white on paper
No action, nothing matters

Afraid, I fear inaction
Powerless, no reaction
A prisoner in my mind without thought
Blank paper, transparent paint

Once more I try to write
Pushing forward, with all my might
I make change, and start to write
The paint is invisible, but shines bright
And the colors appear, in the night

The paper starts to form a picture
As I paint feelings on emotion
What I see, everything I do
All I’ve done is portrayed to you

My life was once blank
Without change, I couldn't paint
But now that colors can stain
I wake up with no pain

Looking on without expression
You never understood my depression
But the photographs capture failed emotion
And now the blank can be called an ocean

[August 7, 2015]

The world is broken
Filled with fear and regret
Everyone stands here choking
As the leaders demand respect

The government is broken
As they lay down law
They stand here like an omen
Of the death and demise to follow

Glass shatters, castles crumble
Armies of vengeance pummel
The leaders hide before the struggle
Here they stand, hear them tremble

Trembling before the might of the people
As the leaders run from the trouble
They take away freedom and liberty
With their evil power, they chuckle
As people before them stumble

Broken and shattered, they stand strong
Fearless and courageous, they still fight
Decaying and dying, they throw away their lives
In the name of their leaders, here they still die

The soldiers fight for honor and victory
As the leaders fill their goblets with misery
Their families bathe in the filth of subjugation
As the people stand under the power of oppression

The day will arrive, when judgment will come
When the people can once again stand strong
For the world is broken, filled with fear and regret
As the leaders stand here, demanding respect

[July 31, 2015]

Inside the abyss of his mind
In this world he is blind
He feels lost, without hope
With misery he tries to cope

Sorrow and grief cling to his heart
As all he knows his torn apart
All is ruined and has no part
In this world he tries to impart

Torn and empty, he turns to rage
He turns to sorrow and turns the page
In this book of despair he stays
Until he finds a verse in gray

The verse is short and fits just right
To how he feels in the night
His despair clings on too tight
So lost, he cannot fight

Depression fills the sea
As he falls to his knees
He looks to the sky and pleas
For someone to end the misery

His soul is doomed, he feels demise
He is consumed, he closes his eyes
As he falls, he gives in to despair
Free at last, he gives a final prayer

For the world is cold and bleak
People do not love and only seek
Pain and suffering upon the weak
Shriek and cry, prey and betray
Give a prayer, you know you stray
In despair

[June 26, 2015]

This deep sinking feeling
It takes root in my essence
Below the surface, far from home
I feel alone without your presence

In this dark abyss I lie
Like a cocoon wrapped in silk
So familiar, without pride
In the depths I do hide

So cold and all alone
In the depths I’m on my own
Without a conscious, without a soul
I fall deeper in this hole

The water closes in around me
And now I feel the anger of the sea
It crushes me, steals my breath
Closer and closer I come to death

Fighting back with all my might
I push at the sea in the night
Dark, black, blood wine
On my blood the water must dine

Rock bottom I hit the floor
And now I found what I stand for
I crouch in the depths, with all my might
I push off the ground, ready for a fight

I broke the cocoon and grew my wings
Alone and dark in the depths I became
Something more, something less
Here and now I must confess

I have sinned, I have done wrong
I have killed, to become strong
This watery grave exists in us all
Secrets, lies, you too must fall
In the Depths