As hollowed as the crimson nights, the demons howl with unknown rights, unto the seventh seal they cry out too, as hopelessness now comes for me and you... The end is near, though the beginning hasn’t started yet, dream of tomorrow, for today’s shall turn your sorrow into regret... Upon the wings of broken angel tears, the voice slowly start to disappear, leaving you alone to face the new day alone, with nothing that you’ve ever known, and as you wander through this desert of mistrust, survive how you will, do only what you must, for death seeks for the taste of your heart, to take what you know and tear it apart... Tomorrow’s just another day in this blackened hell we’ve made, but today is the crucial moment of the completely endless play, when all seems lost and nothing feels like it is what it used to be, then my friend, welcome to my world, for this path leads only one way... Live in obscurity, sleep in anxiety, dream of fantasies, and of hopeless realities.... Ahhh, now this is the life....
Reason for writing:
~I'm drowning in nothing, nothing real, nothing left... nothing, I'm loosing myself, sinking deeper down... Silently, leaving this behind, nothing left but me, I'm hating myself... Hating, everyone hates me now... Everything has changed, everyone has changed.... But me, everyone has changed...~ -Stabbing Westward (DrOwNiNg)
Birth sign: Aries
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Chris Sheffler.