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Death Wish

How did it come to this
Was there something I did miss?
I can’t stand to be with you
I can not live without you

Days come and go
Sitting on death row
Locked away from one another
Unable to feel each other

The slightest tone of voice
Leaves neither with a choice
No longer able to find joy with friends
For between us there are loose ends

Melancholy we desire the void
A constant state of annoyed
Each gasping like a fish
As we live our death wish


Place the Blame

We often stumble and fall
Often blaming others
Causing recovery to stall

Grasping for any lie
Instead of facing the truth
One which we strongly deny

Unable to acknowledge
Our own failures
Forced us to the edge

Wallowing in self pity
Instead of picking yourself up
Expecting to be seen as pretty

Wanting the attention anyone
To swim in sympathy
Continuing to be undone

Crippled they fail to process
Enabled by friends and alcohol
Instead of working towards success

We often stumble and fall
do not blame others
Do not blame at all

Its only your current trial
No reason to fall apart
You will not defeat with denial

We try and try again to stand
For if we never try
Happiness we can never demand.


Demons

Toss and turn all night
Only dark insight
Whispers consume the serenity
Creeping through my peace
Their words only increase
Triggering my obscenity

Remedies annul my grasp
As my soul can only gasp
Attempt to find its breath
Desperate for a release
Longing for it to surcease
Praying it wont end in death

Mocking my struggle the demons watch
Taking my glass and pouring the scotch
Drowning me in the bile of mistakes I made
Forging this cowards regret
Buried by all unseen debt
Curl up under sheets naked and afraid.


From Who the Bell Tolls

We all must walk through the shadow of death
Often we mistake the value of a breath
To those who left us behind,
Time can never rewind.

Yesterday notes rang out clear
Now silence is all we can hear
Standing in the echos of the past
Losing the sounds in contrast

Followed by memories we wish we could recall
Forgotten by the history of us and all
As we inch closer to the end
Followed by compassion, all pretend

We see either peace or hell
As our bodies are forever frail
Fear of whats to come
When closed eyes are never undone

Bells chime no longer in our heart
As this end is only a fresh start
Moments begin to slip away
We realize we only wish to stay.


Simon is on the Case

Detective Simon arrives on the scene
Here on a special case
Possible connection to the missing children
Deciding he would help with the chase
Raising his hand, he gives a knock “Amy?”, a women’s voice stutters
The door opens wide A remorse father utters, “Detective, please come in.
We have been expecting you.
They say you are success in many cases,tell me it’s true.”
The host guide’s him to a couch.
Sitting Simon says, “Start from the beginning.”
Taking a deep breath, she recites the events.
“We started for bed as the sun was setting.
A messenger arrived at our door with news so grave.
Amy’s nephew had been taken by a knave.”
Simon begins to write down her story; pin keeping pace
Every detail crucial as anything can be a clue’s trace
“It was because of this I decided to stay in Amy’s room.
Though I could never have predicted what was going to occur. I fell asleep in the rocking chair, my fatal error. I awoke but my baby did already stir. There was a small light flickering out of her window It was purity in all its form Calling to my Amy to let it in, and just like that in came the storm. The light darted across the room, where a shadow did bloom. With a gust, the room filled with sweetened dust. Giving me and ceaseless sense of trust This daze wouldn’t phase Putting my body in a haze A boy with pointed ears and pale skin Stepped across the windowpane. Amy remained as still as a statue, While he walked around as if it was his domain. The shadow seemed to draw his attention With hellish speed, he lashed out After several failed attempts He grasped it, before smashing it about Laughing like a mad man As the shadow began to shrink He then looked at me saying, ‘Now time for a drink’. Making his way over I tried to shriek Horrified that I couldn’t speak Paralyzed, I was victimized Thinking surely this was our demise But the noise he made was unwise I felt his sin, as his teeth sunk in Soon all my memories began to spin. The last thing I remember is him standing before Amy Asking her to go with him across vast lands Telling he could give her flight. Promises an ageless life if kept in his hands. I am sorry the next thing I remember is my husband Shaking me awake with tears in his eyes Screaming with sobs he carried me out to the street Begging for help while I agonize. “ Standing up he requests to look at her injuries Removing her thin scarf, she does expose Two deep and several small puncture marks The odor of infection now arose Black lines etched out from each hole Having never seen this before he draws a copy of the damage “Tell me you will catch this beast, That this case wont land in a cage.” The father pleads that simon take this seriously “the others that came before you Walked away laughing accusing us of the disappearance Sheriff Rot and his men didn’t believe it was true .” Simon says,” I will be honest it’s a tale, but I have seen things you wouldn’t believe. I will take you case and find this boy, With the address of your nephew I will make my leave.” Being handed a small piece of paper With the name Camelot Keep written on it He makes his way back outside With the sun setting the road was barely lit. He scans the street before looking up at the bedroom window 12feet up was his best guess Exploring the yard below it he finds nothing of use Sighing he makes his way to the written address


Liar And Chief

Liar and Chief
By Shoeless B. Wonder
Message approved by everyone with compassion.

Lies are clearer than water
Nation plunged in false fear
The earth bleeds black
As greed grins form ear to ear

Dropping a noose around truth
White house cast in shadow
Morals lost their worth
Backwards falls the last domino

Cruel the words a leader spews
Insulting all those who disagree
Wishing to destroy true reality
Enslaving masses through each decree

NO money for the sick,
No money for the poor,
No money for the vets,
ONLY HAVE MONEY FOR WAR

Promises broken go unanswered
Build that wall my fools
The leader forces his demands
Depending on his many tools

Bombs drop far away and innocents die
Stories spin to make it more than race
Truth discredited by liar and chief
Science is loosing to ignorance

Leave it to religious to be jealous
Narrow views brought to light
Burn through every bit of principles
Make no mistake, there will be a fight

Those who live in fear of the unknown
Cowards who call to kill what they have never met
Harming those who look different than you
Will be buried along with ideology you set

I hope you one day realize
Toxic people with horribly toxic ideal
Will only poison the world
That we are all spokes on the same wheel


The Eye of a Rose

The Eye of a Rose

The eye of a rose
Sees futures untold
Treasures it keeps
Wrapped in it’s inner folds

When it first appears
It’s nothing more than a hole
Inside beauty is held
Till its strong enough to show it’s soul

As time goes by
It’s petals do fall
The secrets come in view
Slowly revealing them all

Once there is nothing left
It’s color’s darken till they fade
The eye will turn and look down
Displaying  nothing but shade


Numb to Death

Steady are my days of solitude
Constant stream of nothing’s wrong
Still nothing is right to conclude
Now wondering if this was me all along

Age has made a stronger will
Thoughts have dried my quill
Life buried my sense of passion
Love has left this soul ashen

To work, To home, I don’t feel alone
For friends are a temporary tone
Though company isn’t ever a concern
As time forgets to let them return

Blank ambition for a tired mind
Leaves not one thing to find
It became clear to me instead
That as a whole, I am dead.


Chapter 11: Lucy Rising ( work in progress )

Lucifer wonders around an abandon Dwarf City of Granite. Wondering around for some time he finds a shrine that is still being maintained. The shrine is to Chronos which he found interesting. Why would dwarfs worship the God of Time, and who has been up keeping it up all this time.

The rest of the town had clearly seen very better days, most of the buildings had collapsed. Residents lie as broken skeletons on the street. As if they were lined up and forced to lay down as something heavy yet only about 8 inches wide was rolled over them repeatedly.

Hellen and Ellen land next to Lucifer. Hellen bats her blacken wings letting out the smell of rot as she hops forward to speak to Lucifer.

Hellen,”Seems there is a mountain slowly falling into the sea. There is a floating dock on the other side of that mountain *pointing to a mountain that was only about 2000 feet up. Other than that no shrines can be seen in the area though we also need to report we found that door thing you were looking for.”

Ellen wraps her wings around her arms and front as she walks up to Lucifer,” Though its a bit south from here you have a few mountains to cross over to get there. Also seems the mortals who used to habitat this area had begun mining the mountains and sea, but they were never fully complete or it already fell apart.

Lucifer nods to the sisters,”Alright I will work my way there shortly going to take down this shrine first; then I shall follow along. Report back to Gilgamesh and then I shall meet you at this Gate.” The girls spread their wings and take flight. Turning his attention to the shrine. He holds out is hand as if he was holding a sword. Seconds later a bright orange blade slides out of his had until a sword and handle form out of it. The heat off of the blade causes the air around it to distort anyone’s view. He jams the blade into the ground causing it to crumble and melt around the shrine. Though to is unpleasant surprise the shrine and the earth under it remained unfazed by his attempt to dismember it.

Lucifer.” Well then a shrine that puts up a fight?”

He steps back and raises his sword which bursts into bright orange flames with a black outline. He chants some words under his breath and 9 blasts of flame crash into the earth around him. From this burning craters rise fire demon like beings. Each with their own flaming weaponry, they charge forward across the molten rock and collide with the shrine. To even further annoy Lucy the summons crash into a invisible barrier around the shrine and as they strike it, the barriers outer layer lights up and looks like that of thick frost on an exposed window.

Laughing, he had realized that Chronos would have known of his arrival and had set some entertaining distractions. He jumps across the lava and lands on top of the barrier. He stabs his sword into the top of the dome causing it to his as it breaks its way through and eventually gives way to his persistence. He lands on top of the shrine as it breaks free. and finds himself grappled by chains as he activates a trap. Struggling for only a moment before he breaks free now annoyed by this shrine.
He begins to strike it over and over again till it eventually gives into his will. Every so often he would set off another wave of chains or be struck by an ice blast Causing his progress to slow and only fuel his rage to dismember the who building.

It was a good puzzle he thought as he departed from the rubble stepping on the skulls of the former villagers; making his way to the doors Ellen and Hellen informed him about.

Crossing the mountains would have been difficult for mortals but for him it was more of an annoyance that he could not avoid. Seems the delays would put him a bit behind schedule, not that it mattered but he preferred to stick to his schedule. After about 30 hours of traveling he arrived at the door. Above it in dwarfern tongue a message read ,” The Gate “. The craftsmanship was surreal. He was amazed by the beauty and the details in the stone work. Annoyed he finds a very complicated lock on the door. Five holes in a a star pattern with a massive magical seal on it created by all races and Gods. He swings his sword to strike it only to have it blasted backwards and knocked out of his hand. He does not pick up his sword but instead begins pounding relentlessly with his knuckles against the locks until they cave in and he jams his arm inside to release the lock. He repeats this with each one then kicks open the massive 50 foot tall and 10 feet deep walls. Granted this only opened it enough for him to pass through. As light enters the hall way he looks down to see some more markings. Reading them he chuckle,”The abyss of hell.” Stepping forward he mocks the scriptures as he walks through looking at the walls carefully. till he arrives to a drop off. He summons a fire ball in one hand and tosses it down he seeing the fire ball land about 150ft down, then begin to roll down a long spiral stair case. it case goes on forever.


Moving Forward

 
Moving Forward
 

Not sure where to begin
As I battle internal sin
Words turn to dribble
As I conjure this scribble.

Attempting to continue to produce
Avoiding those who try to seduce
These thoughts of pride
Are all that holds the tide

Every step large are small
Gains me progress overall
Today I look back and see
What I let go so I could be

Became a man who does whats right
Who is willing to stand up and fight
Those belittle others for selfish gain
Overcome the bitterness of emotional pain.

For everyday brings to face
Challenges so I lose my pace
I may stumble from time to time
But stopping is unacceptable crime