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demonofthefall

demonofthefall's picture I was once a member of this fine community, but let my account get deleted, which is a shame. But i am back with a wallet and some chump change to upgrade and maybe stick around a bit longer.

I mostly write when I am angry, or feeling fucked over, or just to inspire myself, or make myself think that i can do something and maybe have some sort of purpose.

I beleive its hard to walk into a life and continue living it unless you are doing something (or someone ;) you love. I dont beleive people should be stuck in a job just because it pays the bills. That makes life stale and leads to depression and a feeling of "what the fuck am i doing".

If you recognise my Username its because its an Opeth track, they are one of my fav bands and listen to them regularly (although its starting to take its toll)

All im trying to do is be happy, but it seems like the world doesnt want that for me. I beleive that someone out there will help me. Tear me away from the hatred and let me see that the world is not as shit as i see it. until then Fuck the world, fuck anyone who doesnt agree with me.

Here is Layered Days.

Layered days, mounting hours of
Blistering carnage, swaying, keeping in the dark
Butchering silently, fearing me, sneaking
So not to be heard,

Killing for a Grin, a shameless act
Gluttony veins, stained hands choking existence
Oppressing intelligence, slaying history,
to replace the future With chronicles of villainy

The price of grand killing
As high as the trepidation of death
Red swelling skies,
Incompetent vision of inevitable
demonofthefall's Works
Journal 08/31/2008 
Journal 09/02/2008 


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