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It started out great not a problem to be faked didn’t have the best life, yeah I lived in fear played it by ear, hiding the tear, my house lived in ruins destruction at the very least, to god I’d plead, save my soul, save us all, but it all kept coming, yeah the death kept coming, nothing stood in the way anymore, guess I better start pleading more.

In the end when we would all die, I’d stand facing the sky, nothing takes me down, immortality within my crown, Lucifer fear me, satan hear me, I’m living a life of a god, don't have time for you fraud.

Now I stand at the tip of humanity, living life like I’m a normal person you see, no need for people to fear me, they barely hear me, it's all in the way they treat me, it's all too clear too see, I’m not meant to be, but here I stand, satan in my left hand, I’m running hell, I’m the lord of all death, king of all theft, I could steal your soul, without a toll, people can call me a troll, I run their ****** soul.

In the end when we would all die, I’d stand facing the sky, nothing takes me down, immortality within my crown, Lucifer fear me, satan hear me, I’m living a life of a god , don’t have time for you fraud.

After years of life, stolen about 35 tribes, I need the sacrifice, memorize, years I had tried, to rule and thrive, failed then revived, harder but re-tried, remember when I was 5, living a good life, thought life was a ride, happiness was supplied, no longer a free ride, now I’m a god beside I’m living a free life, not afraid to take your sacrifice, yeah they might fight, but they are a dying light, no one survives.
this isnt a poem, its just something i wrote, please leave feedback and how i can improve it
There comes a time when all seem lost,
Dissolving in darkness all else is forgot,
When every speck of light seems to fade,
I know you are the one, who made me this way,

So maybe I don’t have the best life,
And maybe I live in fear,
I know that I have ****** it all,
Now I must simply pay the toll,

For your forgiveness I’d plead,
Friends at least,
I miss you laughter,
And your playful smile.
I’m not sure what to call this, I wrote it in a few seconds so it’s pretty ****.

please leave a comment and tell me how i can improve and maybe a name?
  Aug 2016 Kaleb Webb-Wheeler
Viseract
A girl with a gun and nowhere to run
The last bullet loaded, a mission to be done
Completion will defeat her demons, her beast,
The voice that keeps her awake at night, prevents her sleep

It compels and yells at her, gets her to cut
Her wrists are slit and she knows its ******
So she clicks the safety off, and draws the slide
The bullet and her skull like planets collide

Looking down at her body, she sees the blood
A tidal wave of red, a sluggish flood
Her sight fades to black, and then it's gone
The weight off her chest and in Death; alone

She forgot about me...
  Aug 2016 Kaleb Webb-Wheeler
Viseract
I can see both sides, perceiving reality
Anything less than the best and they call it insanity
Sanity draining faster than the eye can blink
0.33 seconds, doesn’t take that long to think
About this divided world we live in, divided by hate,
A hatred intertwined with a crazy conception called Fate
Racial discrimination dominating this life that we’re hating
With death we dance and life’s a chance that we’ve been dating
And when life dumps you, you waltz with Death himself
You leave others behind and it’s just you and yourself
You’ve always been alone even when you’re with your friends
And every day you go home, waiting for the end
You open the box, and load the Glock
**** the plastic pistol to your head and you rock
Back and forth, nervous anticipation
Life before your eyes and death in your mind
So the next time you figure out an epiphany like this
Turn it into a rhyme that one day you’ll reminisce
And tell it to everyone, tell the whole world
About life and death, chance and fate and the way the twist and twirl.
She smiles, I cry.
She is outgoing, I am shy.
She loves, I am alone.
She is amazing, I am unknown.
She is beautiful, I am a mess.
She is happy, I am depressed.
My mask is perfect:
She hides me
  Aug 2016 Kaleb Webb-Wheeler
Viseract
Dust and echoes
Drift toward me
The repetition might end me
But my dying scream will be something new
If only to the ear were a scream more... friendly...
a little thing I thought of
  Aug 2016 Kaleb Webb-Wheeler
Viseract
Control
A dysfunctional mechanism
But held by robots
Emotionless
Is classified as "professionalism"

Justice
And relentless prejudice
Two words in synchronicity
That enforce the "Law"
But do help enforce corruption

Corrosion
Oxidising parts
The very oxygen that we breathe
Helps to end our heart

Water
Our oft-polluted oil
Helps keeps parts running smoothly
With which we argue and spoil

Errors
The reason we **** each other
And **** ourselves simply by living
Tell me, would you **** a close brother?

Perfectionism
An impossible goal computed into the code of humanity
It's impossible to obtain,
So stop trying and give up

Accept your flaws
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