My Wrath *2003

Anger has spilled hatred in it's growing rage Guns raining blood Sounding cries and screams Freeze the falling tear To match their icy hearts Retaliating with fire Burning into history's part. Souls bound by weight Sad spirits weep Laughter and smiles forgotten Now acquainted with fear. Bodies buried in shallow graves Left to mingle with death Silence surviving all these years Drowned by emptiness Calm quiet kin Too stubborn to fall Cherish this every moment Destroying our salvation. This was a poem I wrote on terrorism back when I was a teen. I don't remember if it was for school or just to get something out of my system but there it is.

Breaking 2008

I'm sick of the past And fear the future Responsible for my mistakes And guilty for my pain. All wounds open All thoughts fade Tears of blood sustain my cries As the beauty of life dies. Battles of hope cease Chained to familiar misery Poisoned with hate Longing for deliverance. My heart screams its sorrows As my soul shatters Picking up the pieces I bleed no more Clearly taken over As I'm breaking Slowly dieing inside. Copyrighted 2008 by LJPengu