Hi. This is Moat. And this is where I would like to see people post some morbid poems, stories, etc. Although they don't have to, and I will be mainly the one posting here. First entry to my Morbid Literature Journal:
A very much more selfless, brighter, and, dare I say, more optimistic and therefore idiotic, view.
The Only Thing I Ask
I am on the test, the trial For my life, the danger is dire But, dear God The only thing I ask of You Is to keep others from the same fate Protect them from this amount of hate Save the others Please God the only thing I ask of You Save my friends and my mother From this horror My photographs, my memories Will have to help me through I'm lonely and I'm tired I'm missin them again The hatred of others burns like fire Why do they hate me? I'm just a man But, dear God The only thing I ask of You Protect my family and friends And my strength, it will hold Through the dark and through the cold I'm hurting and I'm hated They hurt me with word and rod But, dear God The only thing I ask of You The others around me have lost hope But I pray to You And I remember the good times You have given me With my family and friends And I can pull through Because hurt is nothing new In this world And all I need to do Is pray again to You I'm lonely and I'm tired I'm missin them again The hatred of others burns like fire Why do they hate me? I'm just a man But, dear God The only thing I ask of You Protect my family and friends And my strength, it will hold Through the dark and through the cold I am weak outside They have hurt my body and my mind For no reason other than I'm different I believe that the other prisoners went Well, I am still alive As long as I can, time after time Think about those I love Those left so far behind But I can't help but wish That I could be there again Back where I love to be There's nothing here for me On this road of life But I trust You, dear God And I pray to You, dear God The only thing I ask of You Save them this day I'm lonely and I'm tired I'm missin them again The hatred of others burns like fire Why do they hate me? I'm just a man But, dear God The only thing I ask of You Protect my family and friends And my strength, it will hold Through the dark and through the cold There's no one here Noplace to go My overwhelming fear Oh, no no no But it's not for me It's for them I will believe they're safe Until the end And there may be horror There may be strife But if I lose them It'll be like a knife And to you I pray Dear God The only thing I ask of You Protect them on this darkest day When I'm not around When I'm much too far away I'm lonely and I'm tired I'm missin them again The hatred of others burns like fire Why do they hate me? I'm just a man But, dear God The only thing I ask of You Protect my family and friends And my strength, it will hold Through the dark and through the cold Dear God You can take me Save them, protect them The only thing I ask Save the others from this fate Protect them all, upon this day
What concerns you, not me Is not worthy of mine eyes For the mist inside It makes me blind To others around All sights, all sounds No one can help me now I cannot see I must be blind The mist, the fog Inside my mind I can't hear them, I can't see them No one can help me now Ignorant bliss I can't see I don't care Can't cure this Can't help me No one dares To enter my mind Perfection in insanity That's the world I live in The world only I can see Instead of the world no one should The one you all do The only one you could I cannot see I must be blind The mist, the fog Inside my mind I can't hear them, I can't see them No one can help me now I cannot see through the mist This is not a curse, it is a gift I am insane, there is no doubt But what's so bad Escaping a world there's nothing good about? You think it's sad You even cry When you see what happened To my mind, my eyes But even though reality might bend This is a better world The world inside the mist My life, it must be blessed I cannot see I must be blind The mist, the fog Inside my mind I can't hear them, I can't see them No one can help me now I can't hear them I can't see them Through the mist inside my mind But I see now It's not me who's blind It's everyone else In the other world The world of realness The world of evil I cannot see I must be blind The mist, the fog Inside my mind I can't hear them, I can't see them No one can help me now I can't hear them I can't see them The mist inside The mist of my mind I am not blind (repeat x5) I have escaped from the wrath of your world Hahahahaha
As I tread upon broken glass I watch the tears in the eyes Of people I pass And I hear the leaders' lies As we all begin to find broken ties We hide from the world But we can't hide from ourselves And as we watch the bold All fall We begin to crash down upon the shelves And as the line begins to blur We begin to doubt We're no longer sure Should we live it out? Or take ourselves while we can So that this can just all end
Ok. I don't really care about the title, but I guess we do need something to refer to it as. Thanks. *claps hands*. I'm actually getting pretty good with poetry.
Ok, I'm breaking this up into stanzas as suggested.
Burn It Down
I can destroy this world I can burn it all down You know my secret You'll never keep it Hence, let the fallen Rise up again! I say I'm indestructible Nothing can hurt me You think you're just infallible And you watch as I bleed
I wish I could say That your words don't hurt me But in fact, every day I know you can see through me And I cry for the ones I'm about to let die But I'm indestructible on the outside You say it's hurting you But I know that ain't true You broke my shield today Found all my weakness inside!
My pain, it burns your soul Cough words you can't scream But still we remain dark and cold And shake as the evil haunts all our dreams So, you can sell your soul today Let the fallen rise again Because the indestructible Have been sanctified! In my mind Up from the dirt! I burn it down!(down down)
Try not to lose myself In uncontainable rage! I'll burn it down! "Never again!" You said as you walked away Now, I can prove you wrong Come from the soul I'll burn it down!
I can hear your voice Telling me to stop this But I don't wanna listen I gotta burn it down To ease my conscious For what you did to me!
My soul is dead! And as the ground turns red The fallen can rise again! And we can all see this is the end YOU'RE NOT MY FRIEND! Yes, I hear the voice Yes, I know you know my soul is dead Yes, it will hurt my conscious Something's just wrong in my head No, I WILL STILL BURN IT DOWN! See the sleepless? See the fallen? See the tortured? RISE UP AGAIN ALL! AND BURN IT DOWN AGAIN Hahahahaha!
Ah well I'm drawing a picture of the gallows right now. And it will be based off this picture(figured I should give credit)because I can't draw most of the time without something to look at. http://www.old-picture.com/civil-war/pictures/Gallows.jpg
Hey. Apparently, I am the sole author of this thread now, so here's something else.
Just can't take it anymore I will walk out the light Open that mysterious door I just don't have the might To last very long It's so wrong
So just pick your death Blood falls on the floor And watch as all that was left of me Crumbles into eternity Now, I'm still not sure But I'll still tie the rope I'll still fire the gun I don't have any hope But this was never fun
I feel my final breaths Heaving out Through the lake And I feel doubt But I stay there for death's sake I struggle I'm not so sure There's nothing but rubble But I know what will occur And as my eyes turn red My struggles all stop And I am dead My body drops And I walk away And into the light
Ok, now I shall reveal to you part of the unrevealed Chapter in the new Adventures of ArmorGames!
Deloric laid there in the steel coffin. Mud had oozed in from a crack in the coffin long ago, completely filling Deloric's grave. It went into his mouth, his nose, his ears, everywhere. He couldn't see anything but blackness. The mud had later hardened into a mold, and Deloric couldn't move even if he wanted to. Long ago, he had died of suffocation. Later, he had died because his body was crushed by the pressure. Both times, he had been revived. When he wasn't in his coma revival state, Deloric was desperately trying to figure out what his predictions meant. But he never could figure them out. He was literally crushed, all the time. This gave him unparalleled levels of agony. And he couldn't breathe. That was very uncomfortable, although he got used to it. But of course he had to be revived every couple of minutes due to that. Deloric wished he could just die, but he couldn't because he was immortal. Maybe that wasn't so great after all. Suddenly, a loud CLANK! came from the outside. As if something metal had collided with something metal. Deloric could see nothing; the mud was covering his eyes. Suddenly, Deloric felt someone grab him by his disintegrating collar and haul him out.
And I will pray To God Help me get right out of this I can't stay For long This is such a (g-d)mess
And I lie To you "I'm not gonna die tonight I feel just fine" And that just ain't quite true So find yourself Another friend I walk the line Between my life and death Before my utter end
And I cry Tonight, am I really ready? Just to die Tonight, I just can't stay steady As the sickness falls I can feel the darkness coming I'm surrounded By four whitewashed walls I've been misled(misled...misled)
Not really morbid, but felt like posting it so someone in the world can see it. I made it as a banner for the AG Insider. Papi's is better, but figured I'd post it.
