Poetry

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The Pledge of Darkness

Poetry

To the darkness I pledge my soul,
The great darkness which completes me,
and makes me whole,
The darkness,
Primal essence of great destruction and horror,
Bearer of the macabre and the obscure,
I pledge myself to you forever more,
Master of nightmares and shadows,
Hold me tightly in your grasp,
Fill my heart up completely,
With that which makes men gasp,
Darkness,
My leader and my lord,
It is you who I adore,
Only you understand my pains and my sorrows,
You are the key to my tommorrow,
You never judge me,
and you never quarrel,
Your loyalty is for keeps,
Never borrowed,
When I fall,
You are there to catch me,
When I hurt,
You are there to heal me,
When I am lost,
You reveal the way,
When my enemies attack,
You make them pay,
Darkness oh darkness,
I am forever loyal to you,

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Apathy

Poetry

Apathy,
What is apathy?
An emotion?
Or a philosophy?
Apathy,
To have total disregard,
For all people and all things,
To not care about anything or anyone,
To be emotionally numb,
Apathy,
How does one reach such a state?
The human heart,
Allegedly compassionate by nature,
Is burned many times,
By one injustice after another,
Until it is dark and bitter like ashes,
A heart that once beat,

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A Storm Of Liberation

Poetry

Memories,
dissonant memories,
of failures past,
empty promises of salvation,
and friendships that should have never been,
sailing off into the distance,
like clouds from a summer storm,
a terrible summer storm,
rushing violently,
into my life,
wrecking everything,
within its sight,
innocent trees ripped to pieces,
and trash cans,
completely thrown clear,
like so many of the shallow things,

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Gorgon

Poetry

It sits, squatted in the dark corner,
lank hair snaking across bull-like shoulders
and thick neck.
Straying across, tangled but not obscuring gimlet eyes
pouched in pockets of slug-white flesh.
Glittering soulless wells of mindlessness
darting, seeking, searching.
Bloodless thin lips smacking, tongue flickering while
sharp tiny teeth tear flesh and roasted marrow
sucked and gobbled from splintered bones.

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Halo of Hate

Poetry

"Upon your head I place this crown
A tool or power a tool of now
This halo inhales taking in the scent
The memories we had
And all the filth you spit
Dripping disdain
like the acid you sweat
Your rotted highness




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