Nobody said it would be easy. She just didn’t expect it’d be this hard. The clock ticks the hours, the minutes, the seconds, and with each passing minute of daylight, she sighs deeply and braces for the screams. Her husband’s arrival carries with it simultaneous relief and anguish for she knows he, too, fears the minutes, the hours, the untold time that will pass tonight, and the screams that will ensue. She smiles at her...

A pitiful act, a devious plan The play of the mind, a simple question Where to be now, at this moment? It seems like something odd or naive, maybe Yet that thought drives dreams and create nightmares Lightness that thrives and darkness that pierces the soul How to choose where to be at this given moment? What the heart craves buries the common sense Steps lead into the unknown, the wanted and despised A room full of empti...

Broken Rampart Tattered Golden Banner evil is on the march from the east from the north and even from the west darkness covers the land evil everywhere he who calls upon darkness holds sway evil men flock to his banner of red .. blood red simple pawns in his bidding of murder and rape drinking from the dark pool He standing on a hill laughing at the destruction we mortal men know of Him as Beelzebub or simply as the Devil...

Difficult to see the brighter side of life.Hidden away in dimness, feeling strife. Inadequacies, linger in the shadows. Darkness, spearing wits like arrows. Memories of a childhood stolen early.Growing beyond years too fast surely. Guilty thoughts, a child has no choice.Heart, mind debating, without rejoice. Instead of pilfering ones childhood. Life taken completely, they should. Better option than a life sentence passed....

Since the dawn of timeBefore poets learned to rhymeThey have remained together yet apartFighting for supremacy in every being’s heart.One is dark like the night,Whose first instinct is to fightThe other is bright like the starsWhose light shines from afar.The yin and yang, the moon and sunCountless stories of them have been told and doneA set of opposites, of dark and light twinsThe obvious question is: Who will win?One b...

5 days ago, the world ended 5 days from now, the year will 2 days ago, Lucy left 2 days from now, I’ll get over it Yesterday was a Roman holiday Tomorrow, I have to go back to work Today, I took the day off anyway To celebrate my survival. 20 years from now, memory will shroud these days. So 20 minutes ago, I lit up a new day to remember December 26, 2012.

Scurrying crowds beat down on the pavementsAnd screaming children bicker with their frustrated adults,Strangers to each other in this season of enforced cheer.Blue-white light strings buzz above the precinct,A harsh, cruel sneer to the ancient blazeOf my Christmas starAnd the drifting kisses of earthbound snow.No longer do shepherds hurry to a manger,Nor do the wise offer prophetic gifts;But teenagers gather around window...

We do things our own way,You're not part of it.We don't want you near us;Hide your freaking shit.You'll never fit in,Though we'll tell you, you will,Then we'll stab from behindAnd we'll kick 'til you're still.We'll tell you we're constant,And we won't be mean,Then we'll stamp on your heartAnd disable your dream.We'll say that we'll listen,Take into account,But really, we laughAn enormous amount.We'll tell you you're worth...

I lie there, flat on my back, sore and disoriented. Blinking against the darkness, I begin to comprehend my surroundings but make no attempts to move yet, growing accustomed to the dull ache in my muscles. I've fallen into some sort of chasm, a deep and narrow gorge of essentially nothing but gravel and an inexplicable cold draft. Sheer rock faces rise up on either side of me, impressive yet unthreatening. Though I strugg...

Night rolls in thick as molasses, In the womb of darkness, evil stirs. The beast is hungry and needs to feed, And so each silent prowl begins.Surveying our realm from Hell’s dark gate With anxious muscles tightly coiled. He sniffs the air in search of her scent, Watching and waiting impatiently.His dreams laced with thoughts of her, Flow of her blood music to his ears, Smell of her fear and shrilly scream Only serves his...

Cast into the darkness of my mind.Reality thrown away long ago. Swirling in a fantasy world blind.Round and round, tumbling slow. Voices shouting obscenities, not kind. Not feeling any kind of warmth, woe! A scary place not meant for mankind.It is my leave of refuge, my chateau. Away from actuality, a space maligned.Hidden I can cry alone, feelings throe. Venturing here each time more confined. Light obscured, I am back a...

The fiercest heat of blazing sun has finally stretched its arms And yawned its way towards the stairs embraced in cooling balmsOf fresh-breathed northern winds that chase the southern cloying heatAway from Summer's laughing face and happy, dancing feet. September heralds in great joys for such a one as I;September calls my heart to gaze upon the darkening sky.Summer pulls itself away and Earth is brought to childbed,The f...

Do I or don’t I?The spirits beg of me:Won’t I?If I knew what it was,I was supposed to do,I’d do itand be done with it.The Spirits begin to waken,I feel them:Writhing, guiding me...Make it stop! Oh God,I beg of thee!MAKE IT STOP!The horror, the bloodshed,the pulse-pounding fear!The realisation. It’s here, I shed a tear. I fearI know now, what it is,what I must do:I pick up my ax,I go forth and chop.To save the lives of man...

Sometimes I have to strain to hear.Sometimes they are loud and jeer. The things said, sometimes are bizarre.Sometimes cutting deep, leaving a scar. I don't know from where they come.They do at times make me feel glum. I ask where, or who they are often.Never do they respond, and soften. Most times instead, passing through.Leaving me with baggage they strew. Telling me that my thoughts are weird.Dark, hazy, stuff that shou...

I care not if the sky burns red and human flesh is seared. I care not if all souls just rot as many long have feared. I wait for when the birds don’t fly and locusts take the grain. I hope the fertile soil turns red from poisoned acid rain. I dream to see the lakes all boil and swollen throats be dry. I rejoice when the hopes and dreams of good men fade and die. I laugh when fearful citizens are slaughtered just like shee...